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Cindy Millers loved attention. She wanted everyone to think about her, forever and always. Three years ago she got her wish. Everyone in town was thinking about her when she disappeared without a trace. Everyone figured her to be dead. One year later her friends are determine to forget about...
Novel | Updated Nov 26, 2013 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Leona Zimmermann
Max, a fithteen year old teen, is a troubled teen. His father died from a car crash and his poor mother died from child birth. Max lives in a orphanage with afew other kids his age.
One day, when max went for a walk, he falls in a storm drain! Sooner or later, he ends up in a different place....
Forgetting her is like erasing war from history; impossible.
The results of heartbreak and the emotions involved in it. Feel free to leave feedback or thoughts of any kind :) Thanks for reading! :D
I realllyyyy wanted to call this poem Missing you but Booksie wouldn't allow me :(. So, I decided to settle for Title's on The Poem in surrender of my unsuccessful attempt at giving the title name. Thanks for reading and feel free to comment :) Thanks! :D
You left me there, all alone while you vanished to the battle zone.
By 215 Athena
A poem about trying to move on when you still have love inside your heart no matter how much time passed by.
Poetry | Updated Nov 5, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
As I was looking up at the stars tonight, I realized you were a shooting star.
This is the novel I titled "Frozen in Time", inspired by my previous poem "FROZEN IN TIME" about a child that was abducted and the way the family dealt with the loss.
This novel is told in three parts. The first part is titled "Horror in the Poplars", the second is titled "Hidden in the Sands"...
By Elton Camp
A terrible, sinking feeling
Poetry | Updated Oct 19, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
taken from my book,
My words from within to a person whom I truly loved.
Brooding about a relationship.
Poetry | Updated Oct 16, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Left to interpretation
I don't know why I drift towards the feelings of a broken heart every time I write, maybe it's because I've been there and felt it, or maybe it's because that's when a person is really raw.
Poetry | Updated Oct 8, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4