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By Elton Camp
I awoke to a dream-like world
Poetry | Updated Dec 3, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Iâ€™m cold. Iâ€™m so, so cold. And what makes me lose my mind is that it wonâ€™t go away, no matter what I do. No matter how hard I try, the spine-chilling, nerve-racking cold is there, every step of the way.
I don't know which category this story falls in. I'm not even sure if it's good. I started off writing about something else, but, I digressed and came up with this because the one in my head was just too painful to even think about.
Please let me know if it makes sense and if the language is okay.
Poem about Fog
Poetry | Updated Sep 7, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Silver 84
This is a novel I've been 'thinking on' for a few months. Most of it has changed, in fact, only the characters and location and name of the house has stayed the same. It was inspired at around midnight tonight, I was thinking about 'Dark Shadows' and I just really wanted to capture that...
By Tucker Haase
Death comes in many forms.
Short Story | Updated Jul 18, 2013 | Reads: 32 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Have you ever been to camp? What if almost all the adults left and never returned? What if you learned that the Earth was covered below 6,700 feet by a mysterious fog? What would you do? What would you eat? How would you survive the winter?
By Liam Strong
My second poem ever...also written a year ago...actually most of this material I'm posting is...
Poetry | Updated Jun 14, 2013 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 4
Fragment Earth â€“ An epic adventure into madness, this series of short stories explores the chains that bind the human spirit to the repetition of survival.
S.S.H.U.T.: Identifying Evil
What if people could think for themselves? No, I don't mean rotating the...
"Crow" is a piece I composed to accompany a picture I took of three blackbirds soaring in circles during a foggy and stormy night. I sensed something creepy and deathly about the crows and decided to portray that feeling through my poetry and photography.
Secrets of the mist
Poetry | Updated Mar 19, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Before me bare, on the balcony
Keeping eyes out to the horizon...
Poetry | Updated Mar 9, 2013 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
Just some dreams you can have when your lonely and feel secluded!it's like your paraniod, your heart is pounding, mouths dry, can't tell a dream from reality!
Poetry | Updated Mar 5, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
taken from my book,