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Jude Fraser, an outstanding astronomer, discovers the answer to one of the most asked questions of human-kind: Are we alone? But everything comes at a cost, especially knowledge. (wrote this around 3 years ago for a school-paper)
Thoughts on someone, and somehow trying to replicate such with memories.
Short Story | Updated Dec 25, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Skeptic Windego
An essay my English teacher assigned to us over Christmas break, he subject being what the purpose of life is.
By Jamol Eli
Hashtag is an eclectic Historical fiction thriller. A piece that dabbles in Mystery, Tangible experiences and Criminal Drama.
By Ted Gerard
What would you do to save the world?
There are four sides to this story,
The womb of the void,
The funny demons,
The bewitched angels,
and the amusing humans.
There is no balance to save.
The prompt was: Write an end-of-days story from a non-human point of view (animal, tree, insect, cloud, etc.) This is what I came up with.
By Nada Abd
Wrote this when I was 12.
NO TO CHILD ABUSE.
Feel free to leave a comment, I'd like to improve my writing.
By Angel Sykes
This is a story about a teenage girl about nineteen who was kidnapped when she was twelve She was there for seven years. She was released after they found she was a failed experiment. She has to deal with her new found difficulties and dodge the people she once knew. This is harder that it seems...
By Philip Roberts
A friend of mine (a former criminal who served a decade in prison for his offence) recently lost his job after the F.B.I. raided his place of employment solely to embarrass him and get him fired! This is monstrously totalitarian behaviour by an organisation (the F.B.I.) which has always been...
They know, she know, we know, they all know.....
A poem/song lyrics on Human rights - Written for a school thing! ^.^
By Adriano Bulla
A wedding, a celebration of polyamory and polygamy: four gr4ooms (or brides) walk down the aisle, each with their vows, each with a moment in their lives to remember: maybe, in another universe, how things could have worked in the novel The Road to London.
It was a shinny day, had my coffee as usual, smoking a cigarette and heading to work.
Walking down the street between some african hoods trying to catch the bus before it's too late.
Instantly, I heard a rowdy voice! I turned around, took a look. For the moment it looks like a manifestation...
Short Story | Updated Nov 15, 2013 | Reads: 37 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It's a poem. WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? But seriously, I'm going to start putting up a lot of my stuff, so if you wanna take a look, I'd really appreciate it.