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By Malcolm Delbar
This is a recollection of a night I had one summer evening. Names have been changed. It can also be a Romance/Memoir genre of writing.
This is an entry to VampireGirl's ~Courtney's Creative Challenge~.
A story of two teenagers who love each other. Awww. The title is very weird, but I couldn't think of anything better. :)
By Abby Woods
Thunder rolled across the charcoal grey sky, sounding like the drum rolls of an army hundreds of thousands strong. Blinding white bolts of electricity flashed across the sky, tearing it apart as easily as a blade across flesh, thousands of icy water droplets falling like blood, starting their...
Novel | Updated Jun 30, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
love of birds
Poetry | Updated Jun 17, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
By Josh Stiles
Amy McKinley, a paranormal investigator, has been hired to seek out the supernatural activites taking place in an old mansion known as Shadow Hills. What she finds not only shocks her, but thrusts her into a world she never knew existed.
A metaphor of life
Poetry | Updated Apr 28, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A comical piece about death, and possible afterlife
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a poem that i had to write for a poetry contest at school and it had to be something about autumn.
I WON THE CONTEST WITH THIS POEM!!!!
Hope you like it!
Message me on your interpretations, I wanna hear what people are thinking when they read it. My first metaphorical poem! Enjoy... :]
A man who studies ghosts is cosidered crazy. Are they actually real? Follow this man in a short story ofa TB hospital and the ghosts left behind there.
In my younger days I logged over 13,000 miles (on four bicycle trips). The next three story posts are a slice out of my first trip, the one that took me from Michigan to the West Coast. I enjoyed biking in the Black Hills so much that I eventually went back and lived there for two years.
It's about how much of a blessing just a smile or for the sun to be out today. Even for the rain. It's a blessing that we all take for granted. Once again another writing coming from my heart. Telling a little about me. With a religious side to it also. Hope you like it!! :)
This poem describes the view from the top of my hill.
Although Sheffield is known for Stainless steel and industry in general, it is actually the greenest city in England. I feel alive when I'm up in the hills.
By Lady Alanna
What happens to the heart after it is betrayed and abandoned...
By Lady Alanna
We were driving through Iowa on a church trip and I just had to write a poem about it. The land was so pretty and it started storming about a half an hour after writing this poem, so the dark sky contrasting to the green fields was just beautiful! Not my best work ever, but please comment!