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Is this a one time feeling or how I feel all the time. You figure it out.
This poem is based on a part of my life that i would rather forget... I was 15 when my baby sister got taken into care by the social services. She was my world <3
Poetry | Updated Apr 19, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 5
By Wolf Lunar
im me what more can u know about me?
not much really just that im yesturdays trash to most and tomorrows hurts to others
im lonely but it doesnt matter, cuz i know more than i should
im dieing slowly form the pain inside, from the pain on the outside
dieing slowly and nobody sees it, not even...
Poetry | Updated Apr 19, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
By Jj Morris
A true Story of my life. I shall show you what I am living in. The deaths I've had to endure, the people i love being taking away, and the ones who seem like enemies. This is my story and this is all true and all happened although the speech is not completely correct but is to the best of my...
By Kung Fu Lemon
It was at that moment I had given up. Was it so much to ask for answers?
And with that he fell...
Note from author: I have arranged a playlist for this story. I just can't seem to get it on here! Here are the songs in order:
(Yes all of them-most of them-are about suicide except for Everybody's Fool by Evanescence. It just fits so perfectly with the story. So does Hero/Heroine by Boys Like...
By Ashley Marie
Alice Colosant was your average, fifteen-year-old sophomore girl. Adorable boyfriend, decent grades, crazy friends that got her in trouble, and that one person who drove her to the edge continuously. One night, as she's wandering the neighborhood for her missing dog, she falls victim to a drunk...
... Read it and see
Poetry | Updated Apr 18, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Something I'd made as a message to my friends...
Poetry | Updated Apr 18, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 5
My friends call me two-face. that's me. Sierra Anne Rossiter died that morning of the crash years ago.
here's ch.7 plz enjoy!
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
just randomly this popped into my head, would like to share it.
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2009 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I saw a painting of a woman that made me wonder what she was thinking while the painter captured her on canvas. Her back was to me, so I couldn't see her face or any emotions.
Poetry | Updated Apr 17, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 10
By Garnet Stevens
Stronger Than Before
Sitting on the floor after school, waiting on my dad to pick me up, with my boyfriend Kyle just talking. In a week he will be graduating, as will two other really close friends, Tanner and Jacob, and will be off to college on the other side of the state. I donâ€™t...
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0