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A short article I was inspired to write during my travels through Asia.
Dedication to Criss Sole. A fantasy poem. Hope you like it.
This is a true storyâ€¦ the events & characters all crossed paths, interacted, separated, and found each other again.
Something that started in one direction and ended in another. About a boy the first gift for a girl.
Pondering the magic behind my writing...
Poetry | Updated Sep 10, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Gabriel Woodworth
Ever wonder what happens to someone after they survive a suicide attempt? How are they able to function afterward.
Novel | Updated Jul 23, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This one is a spoken word poem. Sort of. While it was for school, I had mainly written it directed toward someone who had once been a good friend of mine. I actually ended up reading this in my class and it apparently gave some people chills, or whatever. I don't know. People are weird. Here it is.
By Oxirnak Bixen
Was trying to write something emotional on facebook, but then it turned into this, which seemed a bit too rebellious for me to post publically, especially with my parents breathing down my neck all of the time.
My name is Claire Holland. Iâ€™m 18 and Iâ€™m in a psychiatric hospital, I have been for as long as I can remember. Each day is a challenge for me, or at least that's what I keep getting told. I donâ€™t remember my past, only specific images, nothing happy, mostly scary. From what...
Ordinary day turned dreadful. True story about going to work one morning. never told anyone before. not meant as literature, just a reflection on my own life and feelings of empathy. Story probably has problems with voice, but i wrote as i remembered it, which is pretty well.
Short Story | Updated Mar 17, 2013 | Reads: 32 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Something I wrote a while back , but I thought I'd share it. Sucks when you love someone, and they crush your heart hmm?
This is an essay about materialism.
This is the third poem to all of my poems based on color, when you think yellow you think of usually happy. Not for me though. My opinion is different to everyone depending on how you look at it.
Poetry | Updated Nov 28, 2012 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
This poem is about and written for, my greatest friend.