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Random First Lines:And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,
Ok, so this isn't really an essay. It's a speech for relay for life. I talked in the opening ceremony. You know those relay for life walks? well yeah thats what it was. in front of a LOT of people. Well this is what she went through. I don't have the first part of my speech because its...
Ok, so this is a hero paper that I wrote over a year ago for school. I wrote it while my sister was in a coma. She passed away a couple days after I wrote this. I knew as soon as I got the assignment that I was going to write it on her. Well, please comment and rate! Thankyou for reading! ...
Tristan Leighton stares death in the face and comes back worse than before. He should have died.
SHELBY -- this is just the history for the monster dude. If you want more, just ask. The picture displayed for the story also isn't mine. I will TRY to get mine up soon.
As The Darkness expands, its creator tries to escape its clutches but when he is cornered he starts to wonder what the consequences of this thing are.
Short Story | Updated Sep 7, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Trust me, You want to read it.
Jay was so excited when his wife bought him a trip to Mars for his birthday, but little did he know what was in store for the two of them!
a sad ending to love...
Poetry | Updated Sep 6, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
Aiden was always told he was "crazy" for spending of hundreds of dollars on his "Zombie Kit", until it actually happened. Scientists trying to find a cure for cancer made a terrible mistake, turning everyone into flesh-eating monsters. He and his girlfriend must try to find an escape while...
When love in the relationship is no more
It's more of a illusion poem..
Standing up to your lover over and over . The hurt hurts, but it's so mething you must do.
By Dark Skylight
...My mood that day,and often....
By Suzanne Capleton
Not even death can heal something beyond repair.
It's a not so common poem about the most damned of all fictional beasts
No man knows what lies beyond the final gate, until he crosses it.
Poetry | Updated Sep 5, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 7