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Random First Lines:(ONLY READ THIS IF YOU HAVE READ MY SONG) This is the explanation of my song 'Miss Alice'. Be warned that it may contain things you may not like.... » Read
By Sade Young
Journey into the life and mind of Sade Young, a girl with a wretched past and an unforgivable lifestyle. Born with a series of embarrassing physical and mental disorders, she humorously illustrates an account of her experiences with them. An internet addict, with unusual habits and hobbies, and...
By Georgina V Solly
A single gesture can have several interpretations.
Short Story | Updated Dec 29, 2013 | Reads: 43 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
He was her imaginary friend. Until he grew tired of being imaginary.
By Laurie Amber
Using a fake identity to avoid STALKERS, "Trinity" reveals her ordeal that she went through throughout ninth grade. She has to deal with grades, drivers tests, her little sister's CONSTANT obsession with horses, and even her best friend being all MOPEY! But the worst is yet to come...She's going...
Maximilianus Chesterfield lost both his parents and his legs in a traffic accident when he was nine. He lives with his older brother MacQueen and his step sister Katariina in his childhood home. For seven years, he's been in a wheelchair and uses leg braces when he competes in the swim meets for...
An obsession taken a little too far can change a life all to quick
First of allâ€¦.
Are you addicted?!?
Symptoms of Facebook Addiction
- Do you check Facebook like the morning newspaper?
- Do you spend hours on Facebook every day?
- Do you check your profile multiple times a day
- Do you feel distress or anxiety when you canâ€™t get on Facebook?
I just want it to stop....
A Death Note fanfiction. Matt tries to understand Mello's reasons for leaving after L's death, and Mello tries to stop Matt from coming after him. M/M slash.
By Middle School Writer
Okay so this was inspired by some thigs on wiki I read. I just thought it so funny that I had to write it down. Please tell which type you are at the end and don't lie.
(I slowly took charge of the situation, I had an object and the
element of quietness, while he only lay naked to my object. I walked faster as
he opened his car door, holding it open, "You have nice hands." I kicked his
head and moved him to the next seat.)- Anatomy of Lies
By Mir Wilder
a little secret of mine
Poetry | Updated Sep 8, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 11