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By Melancholic Wisdom
Probably the most direct anti-suicide and anti-self harm piece I've ever written. Basically, the sun is going to rise tomorrow 100%, there's no dispute about that. You should be here to see it, cause sun rises are quite beautiful.
The worst day of my life is compounded. This day forever changes everything and sets in motion a chain of events that elicits the utter bizarre.
Short Story | Updated Sep 28, 2015 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
We may think that human trafficking is only a present day phenomenon...
By Jonathan Pilika
A reminiscence of a past rainy day
The weather is getting cloudy and the sun is hiding.
But still no dark as the faces are shining.
Air is getting heavy and the birds have stopped flying.
But still no absence as they are singing.
It is raining and it is raining
Poetry | Updated Sep 20, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
life is a short journey. It will be one day where all people will be judged and asked what they have done in this earthly life . What will that day look like?
By Julius Briscoe
A piece describing what the lyrics of Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life) by Green Day mean to me
By Stephanie S T Gillett
Before Father's Day this year I was feeling grateful to have such an amazing step father. I'm very rarely in contact with my biological father and towards this day I always think about fathers in general. What makes them so amazing? Is it just DNA that makes a man a father?
Poetry | Updated Sep 16, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Roy Harper
"I longed to read everything I possibly could,
and the things I read in turn produced new yearnings."
"The only thing standing between you and your goal
is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself as to why you can't achieve it.â€
By Jeff Bezaire
Today is looking brighter.
Defining the Writer Business Plan
By Willow Grace
I want my story to be told. I yearn for the ability to bring hope to people's lives. However, I have no idea how to achieve my goal. Growing up in a small town with little money and a big family, there arenâ€™t many options. My parents are always supportive of me and my siblings, I...
Novel | Updated Aug 18, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Archana Nagarajan
Do colours play a role in love?
Short Story | Updated Aug 16, 2015 | Reads: 100 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A series of shorts featuring my Mother, one of the biggest fans of my writings. Of course, my Mother loves/needs her morning cup of coffee, and she has a Starbucks mug collection to boost! This is one of those days she's starting off with a hot cup of morning coffee.
A devotion convey this greatest struggle in history. Let us make those pages ahead. Happy Independence Day. :)
Poetry | Updated Aug 14, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0