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I'll never let you watch me burn...
Sucide is not for popular girls, or anyone.
Something I found in the deep-dark pits of my stuff... For you to interpret.
Alice, is betrayed by her best friend Jake. She is so heart broken she tries to commit suicide, but something un-expected happens that she would have never guest in her wildest dreams.
A little boy called Jack on a road trip with his parents gets stopped on a freeway.
Based on one of my favorite songs by System of a Down -- Mr. Jack.
Short Story | Updated Feb 22, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Rusted Crimson Lust
This is a story about a post apocalyptic world. It was inspired by us being let out of school early due to the rooms flooding, as well as WAY to many hours playing half-life.
Short Story | Updated Feb 20, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is the whole story about my life, some good and some bad. But here, you will find out something you wouldnâ€™t think about me and I havenâ€™t told a whole lot of you. Maybe some of you know...
A short depressing poem I wrote one day at lunch. Warning:Intended self harm
By Sirens Song
I once had a dream, of my soul falling and finding yours in a tree
Thinking about falling dreams
Poetry | Updated Jan 29, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
a story of a family being dragged into a war of a diffrent wold, one day while geting read for school Nicki and her family are visted by a stange man wearing a mask. and they all pass out. When they awake Nicki is shocked to find herself alone in a starnge world. The starnge man tell her that...
By Every Now And Then
THIS IS A POEM FOR ALL THOSE PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO,SOMETIMES FEEL REJECTION AND THOSE OF YOU THAT ARE AWAITING UCAS OFFERS! SOME WILL GET UNCONDITIONAL OFFERS, OTHERS WILL GET CONDITIONAL OFFERS SOME WILL GET REJECTIONS. I HOPE THIS POEM WILL BE OF SOME HELP TO WHATEVER YOU RECEIVE!!
By Kaethe Parry
I hate poetry.
Poetry | Updated Jan 21, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 5
By David Herron
The weather has it's own language.
By Sora Sora
Sora Sora is back and better than before, well and different too.