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By Hell R
Is anyone really what they claim to be?
More poetry, self destructive but possibly easy to relate to.
It's a brisk October day when it happens.
Reds and oranges and yellows swirl around us in a colourful parade. The air smells clean and crisp, it holds the feeling of something great about to happen. Without knowing why I start to fidget. I can immediately tell you're nervous too.
Based on a personal story I read online. Please feel free to comment below on your thoughts and how you think I may improve in my writings. Thanks for reading!:)
Article about nutrition, lifestyle, the drugs (and the drug scandals) used to treat Multiple Sclerosis. Currently unpublished (other than online), and I can re-write or edit if you are interested in using it.
By Sally Myth
Written in the midst of a breakdown, capturing the feelings of one longing for the one they love.
One day a kid names Danielle gets a magical lamp for his birthday that grants his one wish. Will his wish be more than he bargained for?
Short Story | Updated Nov 28, 2013 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A 44 year old male virgin signs up with a dating service. Read about his feelings as his experience unfolds. He is in an awkward state because he finds him in the position of needing to hide much of his past in spite of a clean criminal record due to his virginity and lack of dating experience....
Mirror Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?
This is my memoir which I wrote in 7th grade. Enjoy Techniques: (Psychological Insight)-(Self-deprecating humor)
Central Conflict: Me not being able to adjust to my surroundings.
By Tony Hart
I wrote this for a writing contest by Daisy Ink.
This is a story about a girl who gets nervous and shy around a boy that she just met. She appears the typical, shy girl but nothing is as it seems...
So I wrote this for a competition. I based it on Girls' Generation- Gee, it's about girls getting nervous about this guy, and this is my view of a story being nervous around a guy and what I think would happen later on.
This is a poem of what was running through my head at the time being. Sometimes I do wonder if he's read my poems.
I wrote this one within 30 minutes on a walk home from a friend's house, and I must say, I like it considering how short a time it took.
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2013 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0