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He didn't mean to, did he?
When both of Dylan's parents are murdered before her eyes, she is sent to live with her different family members. No one wants her so they send her to the last relative that wants her, Uncle Marley. He is determined to turn her life around, but is that what she wants? Is she as bad as everyone...
A relationship poem.
A Twister of Reoccurring Memories is a flash fiction surrounding a man remembering a devastating day in his past, a day that changed his life forever.
Short Story | Updated Jan 12, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Cj Tyrone
after a forgotten SF disaster, a small bands of survivors form dispersed communities on a ruined earth. the story chronicles the struggles of one community (a turf) and their search for their forgotten past.
Jamie Bryce is a very popular girl on the volleyball team with two loving parents.
Now on the other hand, David Gray is very handsome unpopular boy, but a very popular twin sister, Amie. Amie is also Jamie's best friend.
When Jamie meets David, she finds herself falling for him. Is this love?
Katelyn's childhood was always hard to remember, nothing happy ever came to mind when she thought back to how her life was between the ages of nine and fourteen. All she thought about was her step-father and the way he abused her constantly. Even at the age of twenty-two she suffered with...
it deals with two newlyweds who get into a car crash and go into comas. the husband wakes up early and his wife is still in a coma. he finds stuff to do and when he gets back home, he finds his wive at home waiting for him.
Short Story | Updated Nov 25, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Pray for Korea, Pray for Indonesia, just pray for the world.
By Fate Hates Me
Humor me! Write me a story of a novel. Either way.. It's your job to entertain me!
By Awaiting Disaster
A high wall and an iron gate protected the house. The wall was covered in Moss and Vines, menacing and yet so beautiful, and the iron gate, rusted. Sort of like off a horror movie. Most people would take this as a warning not to attempt to find a way inside. But not Annie, she loved this kind of...
This is a poem i wrote inspired by one of my favorite shows, dexter.
I think this poem describes itself pretty well.
Two men struggle to combat a virile - and exponentially growing - threat in order to save humanity.
This is a poem/song i wrote a while back.