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Poetry | Updated Nov 27, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Short Story | Updated Nov 26, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
They're Not My Girls is Jesi's first short story. In They're Not My Girls, readers follow the narrator to the places she has never been before and interact with the people she has never met before. They're Not My Girls is an examination of the maybe and what those maybe's leave us with.
Emma Roadland had everything she ever really wanted, a great job, an amazing wife, a home and a future. On a journey to work one morning after a car accident that supposedly kills her, she wakes up in bed assuming it was just a bad dream, but her world is completely back to front, and her wife...
This is just how I feel about my dreams and what they are doing to me.
Miscellaneous | Updated Nov 23, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is just my feelings about a dream I had.
Miscellaneous | Updated Nov 21, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
when you are gone you somehow make me feel so small
By Anam Tariq
Something, which is natural; at the same time strange and unusual. You run after it until you don't have it and suddenly give it up as soon as you get it. It's how life goes with things you desire, with people you need.
Based on a natural research.
By Bhavya Sinha
How does it matter if there are stars,already in the sky ?!......i'll be the pole star........â˜º
After a freak accident involving her mother, proper English teen Hunter " Belle " Parker is now an orphan. Due to her father's unknown whereabouts, Belle is forced to leave London to live with her aunt she's never known and her two adopted cousins in California. There, she meets a mysterious...
By Evangelina Samuell
Have you ever felt like you're falling, but then you wake up? Maybe it's because it's just a dream, but what if . . . it's something else?
This is a poem that I wrote shortly after moving to WV in 2000. I had moved here to spend time with my dying great grandfather and dying grandfather. Little did I know I would stay here and I will eventually die here. I have a house and a farm and this poem that I wrote really speaks about the...
This is a poem I wrote for the late Carl Sagan, a scientist, astronomer and so much more that I have much respect for. He was responsible for many space endeavors to include the pioneer plaque, voyager space probe and SETI to name just a few. I have read many of his books and find that he was a...
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.
This comes very close to falling into the horror genre. I am not very good at adding a summary to my stories, so I'll just do what I previously did and mention what I feel the main theme to be: retribution.
Short Story | Updated Nov 9, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1