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Um. A small poem that I wrote when I was really upset. It is not full of sunshine and rainbows. No unicorns either.
Regardless of what truth may consist of: when its base is a day billions worldwide believe in, honor or just associate with -- none, no, not one wants its actual origin.
This poem, titled "Temporarily being called dad", is about my dad. He really doesn't understand my mental illnesses as well as he thinks he does and it hurts quite a lot at times.
By Kimberly Adams
When Vanessa's Bible study goes to the library to tell random people about Jesus, she had no idea the affect she would have on the girl she talked to for less than a minute. And to think that Vanessa's friends had told her to stay away from the girl.
This is my first novel that im getting really serious about. It is about mental illness and love. and, it shows that happy ending don't always happen in life. This is the prolog.
Novel | Updated Dec 17, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Makayla Stevens
I had to write a paper for my Research and Composition class that was related to current events. this one talks about how the girls were tried in the case of the Slenderman stabbing in Waukesha,WI.
Non-fiction piece which outlines the battle of Schizophrenia and parenthood from the children's perspective. In this story, my sister and I re-enact the scenario of discovering the heights of my mother's illness.
By Rose Adler
She wishes she was sane, she really does.
Poetry | Updated Dec 11, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jl Reaper
Two people are trapped in a dark room.
By Kimberly Adams
Natalie could not possibly be depressed. She is a doctor after all. Doctors do not get depressed. And really, what is the point of being a doctor? She saves people so that they can live a little longer trying to fulfill all of Earth's stressful demands. Really, what is the meaning of life?
When God becomes an individuals only source for knowledge, all they learn, speak and write seems as foolishness to this world of natural minds.
A short poem about mental illness.
By Nocturnal Ponderings
I do not have an alcoholic influence in my life, but I have a loathing for irresponsible parents with a buzz and a desire to harm. Crappy poetry inspired by crappy events.