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It was about mid afternoon on a sunny August day; the Thorne family was laughing over a joke Peter just told. All of the sudden painted men, Â riding on Â pinto horses came charging through the towering grass towards the wagon. Jettaâ€™s heart skipped a beat. What did these Indians...
When the smoke first filled my lungs, is when the happiness begun.
By Orinda The Natural
When I shared this poem I wrote, with one of my church leaders before, he really liked it, but said to change the one word "Hope" into "Knowing". He's darn right on that. I was really using the word "Hope" to describe people who have a confidence in "Knowing" instead. For myself, I normally use...
I know it has been awhile, but here I am with a new contest. The title is pretty self-explanatory. (:
Karina is sure she is in love with Dean. When she catches him cheating, she is almost pushed to suicide. But, someone brings her back. She will have to face her parents, siblings, friends and even strangers. Her whole private life will now be subject to everyone's opinion. Can she handle it for...
By Joanna Strafford
"For Jesse life had always been so much better in the past although there were a lot of things he just wished he could forget. His father yelled about all the dandelions around the house, but Jesse felt bittersweet when he saw the fluffy little flowers sticking up from the dirt. He remembered...
Mon this goes out there for you, because of a promise I made.
Miscellaneous | Updated May 17, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Now middle-aged, the world's first scientifically documented virgin-born baby sets about to write out his life story in a last effort to make sense of his disappointing, yet incredible existence.
A poem I wrote as a result of being angry towards my mother.
Poetry | Updated May 15, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a short poem I wrote at fourteen when I was going through a difficult time, I read it everyday to remind me that things do get better.
Poetry | Updated May 15, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Meditation is a beautiful thing, and this is what it does.
A poem I wrote my boyfriend on valentines day of 2014, we've been dating for two years and seven months and still going strong.
Poetry | Updated May 12, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
how strangers fall in love with each other
This 'short story' summarizes my pursuit for inner peace which after assuring myself that it was something I could not obtain, I found it in the heartwarming and nurturing spirit of my salvation. I dedicate this directly to her and I hope one day she gets to know how much I appreciate her.
By Andie Seinburge
Benjamin.â€ What? â€œBen, look at me. Across the bridge.â€ Lourena? I run up to the bridge and look down at the creek, the only thing in motion. â€œOver here Ben!â€ I hear the familiar voice again- it sounds like itâ€™s as far away as the white noise. Where is it...