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Random First Lines:Emma Burns is a stay-at-home-mom and writer who spends her days playing catch-up. Catching up on the writing that she never seems to get done,... » Read
It was all a dream
-everything that happened before now.
-everything that lead up to it
-all up until I woke up
Then I returned,
To the Ground.
Silver is a sixteen year old girl who stays close to what she knows and doesn't go too far from there. When she is spontaneously asked to a...
After being asked to a party, sixteen year old Silver goes from being so very average to being another girl who lost their virginity to Hutch Gram. Under the influence of countless drugs, the two decide that they're going to run away together and find themselves slammed up against the streets...
A mother and her daughter had moved on to begin a new life. They had put their past behind them and thought it was over until her abusive Father unexpectedly showed up. Will they ever be safe?
By Angel Plant
Dancing beams are all around they can be anywhere. From soft lights to shadows on the wall.
Poetry | Updated Jun 22, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
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...
By Lewis Poe
My story. What I been through in my infant years.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jun 8, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Juli Monat
Life is what it is.
Poetry | Updated Apr 28, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Gob's action packed adventure story.
By Atlas Brown
A little bit of this, a little bit of that...
By Midnight Black Cat
how will we end? what will our final thoughts be?
From those who felt the weight of the world so great that they took their own lives to those they left behind...
Falling rose to the ground poem,
this is metaphorical poem talking about chances in life,
as for example this Red rose, who hasnt control of her life,
because hes falling on the ground, and there is nothing that she can do, unless, she face her inerself, of, how can she fix this problem, or...
By Spirit Of Freedom
This poem is inspired through learning from my environment. Mother nature in this case. She often shows me ways of living. Ways of surviving life. I am thankful being given life! I hope you recognise what a unique gift you are too :)