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By Ian Darche
Gwendolyn and her friend, Megan, run away from home and set off from the deep south heading north, and seeing all that the world offers along the way. They will encounter good, and bad, and must make their way through the maze of confusion and manipulation in order to arrive at their destination.
By Greg Stevens
A lesson on life from two children who grow to adulthood.
About High School
By Robin Lee
you're used up
And nobody can tell
Poetry | Updated Sep 14, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
After losing someone close to me for the first time, I talked myself into writing this.
A poem about my journey through the dreaded public school: Fisher Middle School. From the start of sixth grade until the end of eigth.
A child weeps as she turns and realises her little pink fingers no longer grip her little pink ribbon.
Guess what inspired me to write this!
It's not really a short story, but it does describe a scene so it's classed as such.
By High School Poet
A poem I wrote after listening to some cool rap beats, and then ended up with these lyrics. They read off kinda like a stream-of-conscience thing, so, I'm just gonna go with that ;) Anyway, I kinda think of it as song lyrics to maybe a rap or something and like a beat, but I'm not sure, it can...
Just what I need to say, I hope you can relate and/or enjoy.:]
Poetry | Updated May 13, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem about changing friendships as you grow up, specifically my story with a friend many years ago.
How does an older man tell a much younger woman what has been in his heart since she told him goodbye?
Essay | Updated Jan 26, 2011 | Reads: 418 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Tiss Proper
Short poem of a happy boy who grows up.
Poetry | Updated Jan 19, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
About a sheltered existence and finding love, at least thats what I was thinking about when I wrote it.