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By Ashley Pink
For children and even grown-ups, birthday parties are usually fun and memorable. For six-year-old Hannah, however, it was tragedic. The days after her birthday party were worse. Her father, Joseph became an alcoholic addict who was abusive. Emma knew she had to save her grand child from the...
Short Story | Updated May 21, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Why does good people die? Whereas the evil remains behind When will they die and allow us to enjoy our life?
By Philip Roberts
Time to be a hero and fight back against DARPAâ€™s soulless terrorists and mind-controllers in charge of most so-called democratic countries today!
By Shaina Nunez
One of my first poems, years ago.
The doctor is just another human being who is made to go through countless fears,feelings,despair and disappointment everyday having to turn a deaf ear and a blind eye because his profession asks him to...
Short Story | Updated Sep 26, 2013 | Reads: 79 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
song about a break up
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 25, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Henry Captor
A little something that my band and I wrote! :)
By Peter Peh
The unfilial son who left his father to die recieve his comeuppance.
Short Story | Updated Aug 15, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem to help express what is seen in many people in our world day in and day out through the eyes of a cold, heartless outcast.
about saying goodbye.
"You left me with open scars"
By Mr Ezimuor
The writing of Sound of redemption. The man standing within the wall but distanced within his own mind. On these corners of walls God spoke to me. Yeah the God spoke to me about these distance and difficult road ahead. Yes God did, but I was seeking a blind fortune. Coming back from those days,...
By Cory Cortez
A sloppy short story of mine. It's a little abstract. I think it still needs a bit of polish and such. Let me know what you guys think, and above all, please enjoy! :D
Here's an introduction that I'm unsure about keeping:
This is a bitterly persistent rage, my tongue flexing itself as my lips...
A poem I wrote on 05-14-2012 in my first period class...