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What is truth never taught in the religions of man worldwide?
By Jl Reaper
A man finds the love of his life.
By John Patrick Schay Ii
No one dared go over the bridge, because it was too damn scary and nerve wrecking The stories, the stories became legends. Some wanted to visit the bridge, they were the crazies.
Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.
By Garrett Monroe
The reader is thrust into a dialectic of ill humor, alcohol, and a dynamic tone that slowly reveals the truth of the situation at hand, ending after a series of flashbacks through the eyes of the protagonist's brother. I played around with alternating perspective and tense, and really tried to...
Helena Thompson has been the Avatar of Luck for a few years now, though all she's been doing is training. Finally, Lady Luck has given her a mission to accomplish in the real world, and it's only her Luck that's keeping her alive. Luck, and John Ashkore - the Avatar of Death. With someone close...
Book | Updated Nov 23, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The absolute worst timesoftrouble are coming upon this entire human race with believers in God being the most ignorant simply because they all believe in themselves and this world of false teachers.
By Ankita Sirker
Winter is a season full of mystery. Lets take a cup of coffee and unleash its beauty and enigma.
Essay | Updated Nov 23, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A big game hunter describes his encounter with a certain jungle beast.
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Sr Remus
Just something I threw into Word quickly.
By Ouggad Mohamed Mostefa
In loving memory of Hocine Abdelkader my uncle the son of mascara
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jl Reaper
A delusional man must face reality.
I miss my sister
Poetry | Updated Nov 21, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What do you see when you close your eyes? Patterns? Blackness? What if I told you to picture a world without me in it. What do you see now?
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This story is study of misplaced trust. You cannot trust anyone. Not even the ones you love. I do not want to give away too much, but I can say that you are in for the time of your life, or should I say death?
Short Story | Updated Nov 21, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0