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This is just a product of my own imagination about my interpretation on my mind as I've grown up. About how I gave my "dark side" a persona.
By Vampire Slayer
A poem which describes the feelings of true love
By Silver Nightmare
Just let your mind wander for a little while...
Poetry | Updated Nov 9, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Julyn Pride
This is an excerpt from my current memoir called "Diary Of A Lower Middle Class American." I decided to extract this and let it stand on its own because it voices many concerns about being Christian and the worthiness of eternal life.
It begins as a dream I had, then it ends with my...
She was a thousand contradictions. She was sociable, yet detached; fiery yet passive. She was chaotic as a hurricane, and as gentle as a pond. Her beauty wasn't in her physical appearance, but in her soul. She was art to the eye. She made you feel something you never thought you could. In all...
What would you do if you wake up one morning in a world other of your own?
Jeremy Tan and his family moved to the United States to put colors on their future, but for Jeremy his future is still blunt, and colorless. His memories of her place great distress to his mind and soul. The regret came at the end, and it's impossible to regain the connection he had with Amiel a...
Short Story | Updated Nov 5, 2014 | Reads: 158 | Comments: 10 | Likes: 26
An Empty Dream
Poetry | Updated Nov 5, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Fanzoned: Minahal mo ng sobra, hindi ka naman kilala.
(A KATHNIEL story)
GOUND: (noun) the dirty doormat between the waking and the mind on creation mode.
synonyms: eye crud, sleepers, sleeping sand, crusties, eye gunk, sleepy dust, sleep boogers, eye crust, eye bogeys, eye sand, optical crustaceans, blinker smudge, sleepy dirt, sleepy seeds, bug dust
Book | Updated Nov 2, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Happy Halloween! Spooky dead man haunts a person in their dreams.
By Bhavya Sinha
Poetry | Updated Oct 29, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A woman is sitting by a lake, alone. Then without thinking of it, she was throwing stones to the lake. Many concentric lines, like radio waves, formed at the lake and she dreamed being taken by those circles (as if they were radio waves).
This is a poem about a girl that finds a notebook filled with exciting information about another world!! Enjoy :)
Poetry | Updated Oct 19, 2014 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
How would you define hell? Is it a place of eternal torment or just a resting place for the dead? For Maria, it's a little of both. Follow her journey through hell as she fights monsters, makes allies, and discovers the truth behind her demise.
Novel | Updated Oct 19, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0