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Just my personal musings on the subject of magic. Possibly a prologue to a future novel if it isn't too bad and I can think of a good twist. Every story needs a twist ;)
Miscellaneous | Updated Apr 3, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
After a long night at the office, James Erick experiences a horrific and life changing event. This is his story.
When the moon fell in love with the sun. For the boy who never gave up :) Who knew that life would turn out this way? :) Feedback and comments are much appreciated :) Please, do share your thoughts :D Thanks for taking your time to read this :)
taken from my book,
These are questions and feeling we go through. I gave this piece to people to read without telling them I wrote it and without telling them what it was about and one thing was clear: everyone can identify with things written in it. everyone that reads it tells me there is at least part of it...
I wrote this for my beloved grandmother who was more of a mother to me than my own. I will forever love her for all that she has done. R.I.P mommy.
A girl in a world full of horrors. The life of a teenage girl? No.. More complex.. A life of a teenager she goes through these troubles.. Monsters.. Witches.. It all seems like a fairy tail now doesn't it? But i can Garentee its not.. Sh.. You will learn more once you read.
Talk to me.....
By Ebony Alexis
Poetry | Updated Mar 3, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This was written at a break in my constantly down-hill life. Enjoy!
"Mummy won't believe me. She says I'm making it up"
Confessions of a broken romance.
True story/poem of my first "romance". And I don't even have the guts to tell him how I feel about it....
My opinion on the Caylee/Casey Anthony trials.
By Tamara K Waite
The Italian cafe was not the place Serena expected to be...until she received a very strange postcard.
All those doubts we never express. The truths we're too ashamed to say we posses.
Hey, that rhymes...