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Her best friend risked his life for her, and it cost him his memory. -names aren't said till the end-
Short Story | Updated Dec 4, 2014 | Reads: 162 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Page Turner
13 year old Anna barely survives the worst heartbreak ever. It's Christmas, a year after her one true love was killed. Join her when she recalls her favorite memories with him, the worst, the moment when he died, and see if she decides if he changed her for better or worse.
Reflections on a favourite childhood memory.
Short Story | Updated Dec 1, 2014 | Reads: 48 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Amy Shunker
A photographic memory.
When you stand on the edge and look over you only have two choices. Step over or step back.
Short Story | Updated Nov 25, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A simple poem reminiscing about my youth when I would have passionate nights of sexual delight.
Cotton Candy is a short story about a man sharing his childhood memory about a girl he cannot forget.
Short Story | Updated Nov 12, 2014 | Reads: 67 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I used to fear death. I wanted to share a short story about the many unique experiences I had on my grandfather's farm when I was only 6 years old. The many things my grandfather taught me about life and ultimately about death.
By Crystalynn Petoskey
A novel written for my dear friend/sister Dakota La Count, for fear that she would forget about her dear friend Freddy.
Novel | Updated Oct 29, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Kimberly Adams
When Wendy learns of Robin Lorenza's death, she is unable to feel sad because she did not know the girl. But apparently, nobody at school knew her either. Wendy learns that Robin's death was a suicide because she had probably been depressed. She vows to help other people like Robin. She goes...
Treasure the people you have around you. You never know when they will go away.
Poetry | Updated Oct 17, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Some leave too soon. Death is beautiful, when perceived through foliage.
Poetry | Updated Oct 15, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Autumn Soul
Time heals all wounds... Or does it?
Poetry | Updated Oct 12, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A father wakes on a normal day, or is it? A story of memory.
Short Story | Updated Oct 11, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Julian Pansy
Our memories is the greatest thing in our life, it is valuable and even money can't buy it. We should always be grateful to the people who give us a fantastic time.
Poetry | Updated Oct 8, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1