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Hello. My name is Molly Renee Hawn. Iâ€™m a seventeen year old girl from Hitchins, IA, a small, rural community of about three hundred people. The town is only a few miles off of the Mississippi River and both the interstate and the train tracks intersect our humble home. Unfortunately...
A POEM ABOUT PAINFUL BREAK UPS..
Poetry | Updated Jul 19, 2011 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Donna Campbell
A journey toward healing is great but terrifying.
Poetry | Updated Jul 5, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Donna Campbell
an essay about healing
Essay | Updated Jul 2, 2011 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
My name is Maia and I lived in a small town, until a Volcano
errupted and killed everyone I ever knew. The next thing I
remember is waking up in this hospital, with a bunch of stangers that keep asking me questions. Ontop of everything, I have lost my voice. Then, there is this guy, Ted, that...
Short Story | Updated Jul 1, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This is another tribute to my best friend. If you read my other short story, Ice Cold, you'll notice the two main characters are also Mason and Ava. Mason represents my best friend and Ava is me. Enjoy :) The ***** represents changes in P.O.V between Mason and Ava.
By Eternus Vigil
A work in progress. Im simply putting some of myself into words.
Poetry | Updated Jun 24, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
We all have those moment of doubt and fear that we're wrong, that it was all a mistake. Don't give up! It MAY seem weird to say once you read the actual poem, but... Enjoy anyways :)
By Crow Feather
A poem expressing loneliness, despair and loss. Wanting spiritual freedom yet feeling comfort in my prison of loneliness. Not wanting to be in a prison yet fearing the freedom more. I know most of my writing is depressing. This not for those who see the world through rose colored glasses. I...
I was one a bus one day for two hours just as it started to grow dark, headed for the city. I was sad because I was going back to boarding school and I didn't want the calm feeling the ride gave me to go away. That's my basis for this story. It's about a girl on a bus, but her story is different...
Short Story | Updated May 12, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
A heartfelt prayer...
I miss you Mikey... and you'd be really excited to know I won a contest on Booksie... :) I know you wanted me to tell you what became of that. I got 3rd place overall, but 1st place for the poetry category.
Love and miss you,
Terray though that he could fit them in one pair of shoes, no doubt he was caught up in the choices that he made or has to make! Monae aint taking it or is she? Denice is all that or is she? If you want to experience a novel with a dash of drama, sprinkled with sexual confusion, and mixed up...
The Break: The Time, The Heal, The Dream
By Michael Stephens
How many times have I heard people say â€œI canâ€™t meditateâ€ or â€œIâ€™ve tried meditation but it doesnâ€™t work.â€ More than I can count.
The truth of the matter is that what most people have tried is not really mediation at all, itâ€™s concentration and...