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Allow me to explain the day I had.
By Midnight Black Cat
Each night as the sun sets, life and death awaken and meet to dance the night away
By Jeff Bezaire
Remembering the fallen on Remembrance Day.
Elizabeth, a young 17 year old girl, is kidnapped by two men. Paltiel, the smaller of the two men is not happy with his co-worker's choices but is forced to go along with it, keeping Elizabeth hostage. Over time Paltiel gets to know Elizabeth on a deeper level, and urgently believes he needs to...
Another trip into punk.
Miscellaneous | Updated Nov 4, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a poem about St. Patrick's Day (originally posted on Facbook 3/9/12); considering green is my favorite color, St. Patrick's Day is my favorite holiday.
Please leave critiques.
By Viv Wade
Just one of those days...
Poetry | Updated Oct 29, 2015 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
Twelve is about dark and light; day and night. This was written in the morning when I was half asleep so please don't get mad if there are any grammatical errors. I will proof read later.
I was walking on was carpeted with rubber sheets and was warm and comfy under my bare feet.
A church wants to break the record for attendance for its annual Thanksgiving Day Dinner turnout.
By Joe Kent Roberts
A True story about Valentine's Day,Chocolates,and First Love.
Short Story | Updated Oct 11, 2015 | Reads: 37 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
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: 36 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jonathan Pilika
A reminiscence of a past rainy day