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By Abram Rooney
When we float away in our dreams, thoughts, hopes and wishes, anything is possible.
By Topher Sparrow
A young girl, Cassandra, is blessed with the terrible gift of prophecy that causes her to see her own death and those around her. This eventually makes her realize she cannot stop or change the outcome of these visions in a positive way and is later murdered at the end of the dramatic monologue.
Script | Updated Feb 23, 2009 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Something I wrote as a tribute to my grandmother.
Miscellaneous | Updated Feb 23, 2009 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
chasing my dreams,or as i like to put it chasing the wind.
Poetry | Updated Feb 22, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Eva Christopher
This book is about a girl named Addy Jane. She lives in Wicker, Nebraska where agility trials are popular. At a certain agility trial, she sees a Belgian Sheepdog named Ricochet off Magic (Ricki). Later, she finds that this dog is neglected, but nobody knows it. She desperately wants to help...
it's a v. v. short story about what goes on in my life daily and how i feel about it.
Short Story | Updated Feb 22, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
the ups and downs of life
Poetry | Updated Feb 22, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Here's a little horror poem I wrote, I hope you enjoy it.
Poetry | Updated Feb 22, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 13
this chapter is in Leanne's POV so just so u kno.
we go here and there
Poetry | Updated Feb 21, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Another one of those things about wanting to withdraw from the stupid humans (because, let's face it, earth is FAIRLY messed up) but at the same time knowing that it would be equally stupid to withdraw.
Poetry | Updated Feb 21, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I wrote this poem because I feel so alone and sad alot, mostly because I feel like no one care,I want to believe in myslef. I am a hipocrit writing this poem, I believe it may be true, but I cannot find a way to let myslef truly embrace it. I hope it helps those of you out there who feel the way...
Ryanne is a girl who's always gotten everything she's always wanted. when a scary blow from her past comes back to haunt her, her life does a flip-flop.
plz read the first chapters before this. enjoy!
my friends are like my family. but, my family is like part of me.