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Random First Lines:This is a short essay about the problems of Western Medicine, where doctors treat the symptom and ignore the cause of the disease. » Read
Its true. no one knows really what goes through someones head or how they actually feel. No one knows...bout me
A Christian poem of faith.
A short memoir for J
This is one I wrote a long time ago
Poetry | Updated Feb 3, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
Christian is just a teenager at Ocean High School. But after her sister's Lacey's freak accident and drama with a girl Christian and her group of friends don't like. Christian snaps
and loses it and starts killing. Is Christian really dead inside? Or is there something she needs to break free of?
By Melissa Firefox
Just a random freaky idea I had. Not really planned out, just... written. But please enjoy this anyway!
All of us have hardships, disappointments, trials, obstacles; sometimes an experience will leave us so upset and jolted that we are completely overwhelmed, smothered or stupefied by an event or a person to the point that we either throw up our hands and give up, or we completely lose it....
A poem I wrote last night that opens up the world to my mind through the rhythm and rhyme of poetry. Please comment?
You'll have to read this slowly, and with a little malice. :>
I wrote this short story for Rebecca1994's Phobia contest. I chose 'Fear of being closed in' as my theme. I hope you enjoy reading it~
This is a short story about a mysterious man of wealth in Victorian England, who has remarried to a young and beautiful girl of humble origins. However, with his previous brides meeting an early and suspicious end, can he protect his current bride... from himself?
finding out about your heart and its hidden meaning
Script | Updated Aug 22, 2013 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Alyson Angel
After killing her victims, Rin runs away from the crime scene into a thick woods that she had never seen before.
Note: Creepypasta character involved in here. You'll know who if you read it until it finishes.
By Angel Plant
Lady of the night is not always what she seems. She gets called names and slapped around. Yet if you knew all of her, you would know deep inside, she is no lady of the night.
Inspired by a question from a friend and a thought from the internet. For the judged- never allow others to make you feel any less wonderful than you really are :) Feedback of any sort is much appreciated and I hope that if you like this, you will check out my other poems as well :D Thanks for...