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Thief's inventory. Weapon that brings wealth.
By Niall Anthony
A young boy is out with his friends, playing Dodgeball and enjoying the sun until something happens that makes it a day for him to remember.
By Bernard Ogalo Oduor
For Jos. Fare thee well, the cool one
I wrote this a few years ago.
Alina doesn't remember anything before she was eight years old. Then, she meets a boy who knows her. She doesn't know him, but somehow he's familiar to her. The more she spends time with him. The more she remembers. For some reason, the people around her don't want her to remember.
Novel | Updated Mar 8, 2014 | Reads: 32 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 12
Prisoner. Prisoner for exactly sixteen years, one hundred and twenty-one days, that is what I am.
Fray Longstain has been confined within the same walls since she was born. Within a futuristic world threatened by disaster, anything is possible. Children are restricted in institutes, or...
This is a poem I wrote in memory of Ben, my would-be stepfather. He suffered from severe schizophrenia, hardcore drug addiction and he died of an overdose. Me and my mother were the ones to find him.
A memory awakened from that one memorable night of sweet passion that ended with laughter. Thank you for reading and please feel free to comment and say your thoughts about this piece and how I may improve it. Thank you :)
When you lose someone that you deeply love you lose all hope, but that's not true. No matter the pang of hurt you feel, they are still there.
Poetry | Updated Feb 20, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This is something I wrote around the 23rd of December, 2014. It feels so long ago yet it was only just a short two months back when we lost a dear friend. He was my junior in high school and he was a bubbling personality loved by all. This was a tribute to him, along with a website...
I love you. Wait what is your name? Wait what's mine? . .. . . . . .
Short Story | Updated Feb 17, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Things in the present can sometimes change everything about the past.
Essay | Updated Feb 16, 2014 | Reads: 53 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Keanu Sultan
A group of college students go camping. They are slowly picked off one by one, and only one of them knows it.
Short Story | Updated Feb 14, 2014 | Reads: 54 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Teige Maddison
Nino is stuck in a world of poverty, depravity and little hope. One night, he sees the best become the best and follows his dream.
By Elton Camp
All that was Lora faded away
Poetry | Updated Feb 7, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2