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Live your life EXACTLY the way you want to. Don't you dare listen to the crap people say because, I'm saying this now: YOU ARE FINE. JUST THE WAY YOU ARE. ~Stay Strong, Skye. Xxx.
Hey readers! Sorry its been half or forever sense I wrote, but here it is! a New poem! :D please leave a comment and let me know your thoughts!
Poetry | Updated Dec 9, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A sniper from the Irish Civil War is given a target, but the target proves to be more than just the average man.
Short Story | Updated Nov 21, 2013 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The killing of a thousand years- Izzy Jason has been waiting to kill Penelope Tallis for six years- unbeknownst to her. This story details her murder.
Short Story | Updated Nov 6, 2013 | Reads: 116 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Close Your Eyes - a short of fear building. Don't get scared
Short Story | Updated Nov 1, 2013 | Reads: 93 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By David S Grayson
Evil is always wearing the best disguise.
Written for FrootLoops246's Halloween Horror Contest.
Mirror is your inner strength,knife is death.Please do comment
Miscellaneous | Updated Oct 22, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It's 1888 and the serial killer known as Jack the Ripper is terrorizing London's East End: Whitechapel. A young detective gets on Jack's trail but the Ripper doesn't like that one bit. The battle between theses two will come down to who's got the sharper knife and the quicker mind. Will the...
By Rogue Writer
the mindest of someone filled with regret
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 30, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A liitle girl named Annie did a good deed. Now her mother is rewarding her with a new doll, but she didn't listen to what the salesman had to say about it.
A mother and her daughter had moved on to begin a new life. They had put their past behind them and thought it was over until her abusive Father unexpectedly showed up. Will they ever be safe?
A very short story through the eyes of a killer.
"I don't like Violence." I say.
"Then why don't you stop killing?" He asks.
"I don't know. I just can't stop. I don't mean to kill at all."
I still don't know why I kill.
(This story is not completed yet, I add chunks of it periodically, so please be patient.)
By Lyzzy Redd
A girl talks to God while she's buried alive.
Are you happy with life? Do you have the perfect life? This story follows the short ranting's of a man bent on killing the perfection in the world even if that means himself, of course all in the name of the greater good.