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Random First Lines:This was originally a poem that I wrote about my paternal grandpa. He had a saddle and knew that I loved horses, so when he died, he left me his... » Read
A key into the darker thoughts in my head. You'll find me to be quite disturbing after this, but don't worry. I won't be killing you...UNLESS YOU STEAL MY WORK! D< lol
Karen lost her husband but she still feels him near her. And he did say for always.
Short Story | Updated Dec 21, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
There have been many poems aabout my study hall, room 5a. Every day I am there, there is talk of rape, and a certain discrimination with a few students, people laugh it off, and it makes my stomach churn. How can rape and raisim be funny?! It is beyond me.
Poetry | Updated Dec 20, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I bet if I wrote SEX a bunch of times in my summary it would get read. But SEX has nothing to do with this piece. In fact, SEX is so far from this that I couldn't even say anything like SEXY or SEXERIFFIC. I wouldn't even have any reason to say SEX if I were referring to the male SEX, or the...
Poetry | Updated Dec 20, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 7
This character is based off a roleplay that's going nowhere i did with my friends. If you don't understand whats going on, please comment. I am not gifted when it comes to spelling, so if you see any errors, please comment. This Poem is really just about a boy who's father dies, and seeks...
Poetry | Updated Dec 20, 2008 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Katrina Soroya
The day I die, I like to think will be one of freedom. In the words of fight club: losing all hope is freedom. Denial is hope, freedom from hope is death. Beauty is acceptance.
Poetry | Updated Dec 20, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By The Beaded Butterfly
The sudden death of a childhood friend makes me realize at age 14 my own mortality. Please keep in mind I wrote this when I was 14 years old, but the last two paragraphs I added on the 20th anniversary of his death.
Poetry | Updated Dec 19, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 6
Autumn and Sam are two best friends who are secretly in love, but when Sam finally tells her, she dies. Now Sam and Autumn's other friend, the perfectionist, Reggie, are out to find out how this tragedy happened and what they can do to win back her soul.
Book | Updated Dec 19, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A poem I wrote about someone who's lonely and feels unloved.
a girl moves to a new town with her mother. she discovers secrets and history about the town when one day she walks through the graveyard and something catches her eye....she sees the most gorgeous guy but later on she finds out about what he truely is and his past.
This is not a romance. There are no happy endings. No destiny that guides this hand. No kindred spirits. No fulfillment. There are no lessons to be learnt. No hidden meanings to uncover. No answers. This is not a romance. It is a mix of burning chaos that pulls itself apart then re-assembles. It...
The seconds passing by on a shiny new wristwatch...
The king's men and their stories
Short Story | Updated Dec 19, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Your shadow and being free.
When you act different on the outside then the inside. Your mind takes over and you can't seem to feel true emotions anymore.