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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: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
it's about a dead lover
Poetry | Updated Oct 5, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Who doesn't love the freedom?
Almost everyone would love to be free and independent. In this modern world people are more independent and love to do everything as per their wish, nobody would ever like if their independence is hampered by anyone.
But what if you are freedom is taken for a day?
I always feel like I'm chasing memories and trying to relive moments in the past. I have to remind myself that I must let these memories serve their purpose as an experience in the past, and not let it interfere with the present.
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 24, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Maryam Ahmed
Poetry | Updated Aug 28, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Tales Of She
When tragedy strikes his family at a young age, Hayden is forced to move away from his closest friend. Now, years later, Hayden discovers something that gives him reason to believe that they will see each other again after nearly two decades without contact...
A story of a lost boy.
Short Story | Updated Aug 13, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Emera Kat
He is on the Rocking Chair, and I am on his lap.
And that's all there's got to do now.
He is here, and I am here.
My Dad Died when I was 7 years old, my thoughts at the age of 21.
By Ted Gerard
This is Unfinished...I found it while cleaning it was on a piece of scrap paper...I tend to write or start ideas and I forget half the things I write... I think it was about a man being chased by himself...idk I'll start writing it again and it'll come to me...lol...my mind
Dedicated to my mom, sister and my friends. It would be great if a guy can see a women the same way he sees his mother or sister.
Understand, respect and support the woman.
Poetry | Updated Jul 25, 2014 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Seventeen year old Alex Cook has suffered from memory blackouts ever since she was young. After a school shooting and bombing kills her friends, Alex begins to recover some of her memories. She is admitted to the hospital for a psychiatric recovery program when she has difficulty coping...
It hit me, suddenly, that I had no idea who I was. It scared me that I didn't know my name, where I lived, where I worked, who my friends were, who my family was... if I had a family. I didn't even know if I was a boy or a girl. Somehow, I knew what all these words meant and understood what they...
Novel | Updated Jul 22, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
It's about a succubus, demon hunters and a young girl becoming a woman of sorts...
The past haunts those who never forget
Poetry | Updated Jul 14, 2014 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0