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Random First Lines:This is a semi biographical work. I am currently working on a book about my life. This is just a rough draft of the first part of the book. It... » Read
Wyatt can't remember anything. Her own name was given to her by strangers, and now she's fighting for her life in a world she didn't ask to be brought back into. A world full of monsters: The hollowheads...
Every one has inner conflicts that are sometimes not evident with a simple glance. Sometimes one must read in order to gain knowledge. Sometimes one must question what is made solid in our eyes. It is okay to feel lonesome and be different. This is me.
A story of two black cobras that save Champa tree from unsrupulous people trying to cut down the tree for lumber to make furniture.
Poem that accompanies a book i'm writing
By Lywren Bellisario
In chapter 1 of The Theory of Letting Go, I introduce to you the main character and protangonist of the story, Annabelle Todd. A little bit of insight is added but not much, so be sure to continue on to chapter 2! The real fun begins there.
By Kaylas Life Story
This is a poem about someone who was traumatised by seeing the murder of a young woman named miss grace.
This isn't true
I wrote this 3 weeks after my brother Aaron died. It meant alot to me, but unfortunately the Pastor did not respond in the way that I had hoped. I wrote this in March 2009, and I must admit I have back-slidden terribly and even ashamed to admit that I believe in Christ. I have become an...
By Lydia Moon
Living peaceful dreams
The fisrt time i felt needed in life..... but it was all just for her, only for her .... Jess
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
a six year old girl, who is homeless, and has to live in a hollow tree.
Poetry | Updated Nov 20, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
just another poem out of my book
This was for a school poetry thing. It was supposed to present how well you knew personification. If that makes sense.
By Shady Rc
The idea, thought, and belief of what people perceive as beauty.
I feel in the midst of falling apart now. At the point where you don't know what to do next, or which path or road to take. The feeling you get when it feels like your lost forever? Or being at that place where you can't get out until you put yourself back together? That's where you'll find me....
just me explain to a certain someone. i hope you read this
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3