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The ghost of love
The ghost of love
Taunts me, endlessly
Poetry | Updated Sep 2, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Please read, and pay attention, i did not write this, i found it and thought it needed to be shared, the reason i put the genre as Other, is because there is no option for Truth, or anything, :'3 hope you like it :)i only made a few adjustments here and there.
Alec lives with his mother and sister Bella due to his mothers job they move around alot, he thought it would be like every other time but when he meets a blue eyed boy his life is changed forever.
Another short story difficult to summarize.
One night to feel better ended up in different ways than expected.
If you like this story please share!
Any resemblance to another story might be coincidental, its all from my imagination.
Everybody deals with emotion, and some of it is just different than others.
Poetry | Updated Jul 14, 2012 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
this is a short story about courtney dallow and how her love story ended in tragedy
The poem about my LOVE!!!!
Poetry | Updated Jun 30, 2012 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This is just some thoughts that I had today and wanted to put them down somewhere. This is how I feel when I have a day without hearing from you.
I wrote this poem one day when i was thinking about my past, all the mistakes i made and all the pain and sorrow i went though.
I wrote this one for an English assignment. We had to write a poem surrounding our last names. My last name is Trout, so i surrounded my poem with fish.
Poetry | Updated Jun 7, 2012 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I am now immune to you.
A scary 'story'(Well, who says stories are fictional?), about 'passing on' an evil entity.
By Er Bond
I was on a journey. Nowhere specific, with no real destination in mind, the open road felt like the long lost friend Iâ€™d lost before. The freedom from the daily grind was empowering and I felt like what I was looking for was always just around the next bend or in the next town or the...
this ones for my sister
This is simply another poem I wrote whilest unable to sleep one night =]