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By Leo Kingsford
This is the first part of a poem (of sorts) that may become a story in the near future. I am not a poet, but i am trying to work in different genre.
Poetry | Updated Jun 3, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Steven Tea
Upon the bed lay the body of Walter Morris. Broken, battered and covered in blood, it lay motionless. Three lives are entangled in a mindless attack on a frail old man who gives everything to save a women he has only just met.
By Kenneth James
This is a Poem i wrote about how i always help people. Nothing wrong with helping people but helping people too much can cause one to suffer. I help everyone before i can help myself which causes my work, life etc to suffer. As my mother once said "I passed it down to you, my disease to please".
By Doodle Girl
Hi! Doodle Girl here! Before I start, this is not an actual novel. Every 'chapter' is a different fun writing exercise, that you can try, followed by my example. I really hope you use this to become a better writer. I made up every one of these on my own. And if you like it, please click the...
If it checks one's writing then it's a miracle, but I suppose it has its limits and that not everybody will like it
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 6, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
she was an avg person...until she turned 18 and figured out her gift!
will she help near strangers fight the evil or choose the normal life like she had planned. would the difficulties and sacrifices prove too much? will the truth make her run rather than get closer to her real family?