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A sad poem about death and self destruction.
Like all my stories slow beginning yet the end leaves you wondering.
Short Story | Updated Jul 14, 2014 | Reads: 62 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Nina is on the struggle bus and it just broke down right in front of Grim.
Nina suffers from flashes of terrifying memories--each one more real than the last, none of which she remembers experiencing--ever since she was a little girl and has always searched for an explanation for them. When...
By Jonah Ryan
A retelling of the events of the night my neighbor, Mrs. Cheong, died...
Short Story | Updated Jun 16, 2014 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
French economist Thomas Piketty's new book challenges the belief that free markets will automatically produce extensive prosperity.
Poem doodled in the boredom of class
By Khadijah Smith
This is about a 13 year old reaper named Rose, and her time with a boy named Edward, who is trapped in present day Baltimore county.
By Brenden Singh
Young Tsuna Watanabe, brash, foolish and arrogant is estranged from all he ever knew and held dear. His prestige and power. Self-destructive decisions make the village a grim reaper heaven
This poem is about things that we fall back on just to deal with everyday life. It's pretty brutal if you read it, give it a shot, though.
By Dark Region
The death dealers. Representatives of death that carry out our desire in exchange for seven lives. What if you make a deal to kill the person that murdered your family and left you for dead? What if that simple deal with death makes you run for your life? A man will soon find out that no matter...
Short Story | Updated Mar 13, 2014 | Reads: 27 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated Mar 13, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By J E Hunter
Edric Grayson has been mocked and ridiculed throughout his whole life for one reason: his mother was a whore. In the Zagar City States, this made him an abomination, a being worth less than dirt, and his friends were far and few between...
Then they arrived. Savage raiders and cannibals, The...
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Does the Reaper have a soul? What would he think and feel about his task? What would you, if it was yours?