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By Regan Wulk
This story is set somewhat in the past, I really don't know what year...
Alessa Gunn is a seven-year-old innocent, withdrawn, christian girl living with her somewhat wealthy and loving mother in New York, New York. She is constantly regarded as a 'moron' because of her lack of social skills,...
My dad was a "stable alcoholic" when I was growing up, but I didn't know until recently. I just thought he drank more than he should. I was shocked, but I still loved him. I had begun to get used to the idea, to turn a blind eye, when all of a sudden he stopped drinking. It was odd, but I'm so...
just my thoughts in poetry
This was written for my eldest daughter, Jessica. I have written it to tell her how much I love her.
Poetry | Updated Jul 3, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Aislin Kane
The mind will not give in until it is good and ready, and neither will the spirit.
Short Story | Updated Jun 25, 2008 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A woman is dying from an unknown disease. She searches around her and within herself for the freedom that she's always wanted but never had. Living a passive life, she fails to see beyond her uncaring family and her declining situation and she suffers for it. However, her close friend might have...
A memoir of the beginning of "My Magickal Journey" ~ CF
This is the narrative of a girl chronically abused by her father. This poem is in no way true--I completely made it up. No worries.
Poetry | Updated Jun 17, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Scribblings Of A Middle Aged Mad Man
A Mother mourns her recently departed daughter, if only she could hear her youngsters calling above the rain. As her journey ends, an image offers eternal hope.
To be or not to be, that is the question.
- William Shakespear
Hello, it's Snowbunny again.
This poem is about my mama and I, it's one of my favorites, because it brings back good memories.
Hope everyone enjoys. ^_^
P.s check out the music!
This is one poem I wanted to write for my father whom we address as â€˜Babaâ€™....because the first word a baby utters is â€˜Mamaâ€™ and â€˜Babaâ€™.
He is one person who dedicated his entire life for us, me and my sister. He lost his family when he was a kid in a...
Sexual Abuse of kids is a Global issue and I am not amazed at the increasing rates of it worldwide...
This article is inspired by StriclyVEE's memoir which shook me inside out and i am shocked to the power of infinity....
how could a father do it??
I am absolutely speechless and clueless about...
This is the first poem I ever wrote.
Short Story | Updated May 10, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1