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By Ted Gerard
Vampires, Werewolves, Zombies and Fairies...Oh My.
By Hy Motte
A story of grief and loss. What would you do if you lost someone important to you?
Short Story | Updated Feb 26, 2015 | Reads: 92 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The last ramblings of someone who just wanted to give the world something
Just another depressing quote about life from me.
Miscellaneous | Updated Feb 24, 2015 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
Sometimes the only way to find peace is to let it all go.
I look into my own my mind, to discover who I truly am.
Poetry | Updated Feb 2, 2015 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I had a relationship with this girl. And she has little none, understanding of love and commitment. On day one I dedicated myself to her. But I discovered she was not the one I should be with. I will be writting a book about the whole experience. In the meantime I chose to write this memory it...
Short Story | Updated Jan 31, 2015 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This will be a chapter one/prologue. This is the last straw snapping. This is the boy framed, but in a different way. He is the boy that sparked the hatred. This is Conspiracy boy.
I wrote this back in the 8th grade and had found it. I remember writing it but I was surprised that this was...
Novel | Updated Jan 26, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I wrote this poem for Ally Shark's song contest and it is based off of the song called Skin (Sarabeth) by Rascal Flatts.
It is such a sad yet beautiful song and whilst you read this poem, you might want to listen to the song as well. If so, here is the YouTube link to the video:...
The only time I use/can stand hot water is in the shower, but my grandmother has really hot water and I was doing the dishes one day at her house, and I was feeling down and gloomy.. but I didn't hold my hands in the water for that long, cause I don't like pain, but her water gets so hot it...
By Jl Reaper
A man has stolen money from his company.
You would never guess what people are hiding
I get up in the morning to start my day
I put on my fake smile and pretend I'm okay
At times I get frustrated at my situation, and it was about time I developed a poem describing that energy.
A man explains to his two daughters why he had not been a part of their lives.