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Get heart broken all over again
I should deal with my own acid rain.
I cant feel the feeling i want
Leaving me so damn nonchalant
By Frankie Frost
Timothy, a 16 year-old boy, wakes up in the middle of nowhere with no recollection how he got there. He remembers being stalked. He remembers people dying. He remembers the face of Nicky the killer clown. And Nicky wants to have some fun
This is a story about my fictional character, Timothy - though in this story he's a human boy, not a raccoon. The story tells how he really loves to ride his bike, though his training wheels make it more difficult for him to ride with the other kids at a community Bike Rodeo promoting kids'...
A poem for people like myself who suffer with mental illness such as Bipolar, PTSD, Schizophrenia etc.
My head keeps doing this all the time
Am I insane?! because every time when no ones around I go crazy and I keep hearing this voices in my head
A collection of sarcastic answers to give people when they ask you stupid questions.
When you think of a runaway woman in a dress you think of a bride, right? This is not the case.
When Lacey's best friend gets engaged, she immediately asks for Lacey to be her maid of honor. All the planning and love gets Lacey thinking about how much she wants to find love and how much she...
I'm writing a short story and this will be the first chapter. I do not know where this story will go, but I do have some ideas.
It's about a girl, Emily, and a boy, Samuel. They both have their secrets, are a bit different and... have a history together of which they do not know about. They...
taken from my book,
Enrique! Who is Enrique?
It's about a cursed crow, he wanted to be friends with the villagers at first. But he soon found out he had to eat human souls in order to survive. He ate a small child's soul, and felt guilty about it, so he decided to eat other villager's souls to make him feel better. The town villagers made...
I miss you mom and I wish you were still here. Here's just a little bit of what it was like for me when I was a child. There was laughter, there was singing and of course being Mexican-American there was lots of cooking.
This one is dedicated to my brother from another mother and my crazy ass ex. :) Please note, none of us do mollies.