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After spending two years on the run after her sister, Jacklynne, brutally murdered her father, Shillah is now on the run from the ever so psychotic and murderous Jacklynne...but there is a catch: Jacklynne is a witch and Shillah is an illusionist. Now stuck in an involuntary game, Shillah must...
I guess I just like to play make-believe with others. I like to pretend I'm happy. I like to pretend that I'm like them. I like to pretend that I'm part of their world. Like it's all a huge game of make-believe.
By Smriti Ji
Its a short story about a world of illusionary fruits compared with the real life of a human being.
Short Story | Updated Aug 21, 2013 | Reads: 72 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A NUN AND A PRIEST IN CONFESSIONAL.
By Friday Maria
Cat is a soldier.
But he's not like most soldiers. You see, he likes games-the Cat's Cradle, specifically. In a dystopian city, where games and entertainment are forbidden, Cat himself becomes a danger to the system.
Then again, if the life you're living right now seems too real, could it be...
This poem I wrote is just about insanity and what it's like to feel like you're losing your mind.
Poetry | Updated Feb 24, 2013 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
poem about twists in life.
My heart ache
having to go away
like it meant nothing
but i leave my soul
Short Story | Updated Jul 12, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Hunter Kiler is not your normal 16 year old girl. She has powers, powers that may help or harm. Life hasn't been easy for her, until she met an enchanting young boy who changes her life. When she realizes she still has a relative alive, she and her new companion set off to find her....
In a world in which everything is an illusion, it takes strength to fight the mirage. Against all odds, one girl finds the only solution - to run.
What exactly are we doing here?
Poetry | Updated Apr 22, 2012 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
When my mind keeps things hidden from even myself, does that mean I've gone crazy? When it convinces me to believe that illusions are real, am I insane?
By D L Landings
She had journeyed far along the path. Had she finally found the path to inner peace and happiness? Or was it just an illusion.
My English assignment kinda grew onto me and i felt like sharing :D
Poetry | Updated Jan 9, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
Friend or foe? Dead anyway.