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Random First Lines:Story of two teenagers who met one summer and slowly grew apart and now reconcile one more time.
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â€œNo matter how dark the night, somehow the sun rises once again and all shadows are chased away.â€
By A Dying Tear
I have horrible recurring nightmares. Every single one in this book is seriously what I dream at night. Each chapter is a different nightmare and I just feel that I should document my horrifying dreams. These dreams are usually painful and leave me feeling like I haven't slept. Sometimes my...
By A Dying Tear
Your words mean nothing to me...
He left me...what do i do? I still love him? Even though his with another? He hurt me and ran over my heart with his lies. Everynight i feel his warm embrace but instead its my imagination taking place. To feel broken is something unexplainable, no where to run, just your own misery clouding...
My radio was fuzzy. Why was it fuzzy? I remembered sleeping with it on, but then, it kept buzzing, sounding like a TV when you go to a channel that doesn't show up. I pressed the button to turn it off, and then something extremely scary happened. The radio was still fuzzy, but a faint voice, the...
What I keep hoping is just my nightmares, is real
Not a true story
I think the ending could have been better, but I like it
Short Story | Updated Feb 11, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Carissa Picard
My son is dealing with my divorce from his father. A man who left us two weeks before Christmas. Of course, he had left us twice before ON TOP of being deployed TWICE. FINALLY, we were on post during the Fort Hood Hasan shooting in November. The quotes in this poem are his actual words to me.
By Fate Hates Me
Belle Princesse Magnifique was not exactly typical. She was always moving. Belle Princesse is French for beautiful princess. Magnifique is magnificent in french. Her family got caught with their line of work and Belle was sent off to America to live with her cousin. She was not very social until...
By Fate Hates Me
Miranda was your typical girl without many friends but four protective brothers and an stripper mother. Her brothers taught her to be one of the guys. She was strong emotionally and physically, will someone slip in and break her hold on reality.
(Authors's note: This is the revised, rewritten...
are nightmares always unwanted, maybe your mind is mad?
Poetry | Updated Jan 31, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Why are we afraid of the dark.
Poetry | Updated Jan 24, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated Jan 10, 2010 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A short poem I wrote for Nanna Marie Andersen's dark/weird poetry challenge. It is structured out of rhyme and meter, and all that fancy bullshit (as most of my stuff is ;). Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it and post any feedback or advice you may have. Thanks!
By The Bastard
Book excerpt from the new true crime series A Journey into the Unknown release by AuthorHouse in September 2009 by +hÂ£ b@$+@rd. This book takes the reader from the London Underworld through the mind to a destination unique to every reader.
A dream that appeared to real to be just a dream
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 14, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0