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I shall tell you how I came to eat the flesh of another human being. It all began when I and seven other evicted prisoners escaped from South Wales in Australia.
I'd posted this story years ago on another side.
Isabella Jade Termlocke was the victim of a home invasion that claimed her families life and changed the world she knew forever. Being deaf was a hard enough challenge in life but being kidnapped and held hostage by the same group that robbed her of her hearing and her family years prior was...
By Lady Deva
The return of a torturer.
By Elton Camp
Providing better care for the elderly poor
We'll fight to the end, make no mistake.
Poetry | Updated Nov 14, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Frank Baxter was a prisoner in hell on earth, The Devil's Nest. A remote, North Atlantic prison where the inmates rule themselves. Any thoughts of escape meant trying to survive in the freezing ocean. One day he protects an inmate and receives a way off and back to freedom and learns his true fate.
Hundreds of kids in the small city of Racine are infected by a chemical leak in the water. The chemicals altered the kids DNA and made them super powerful. The government captured the "Genomes" and performed horrible tests on them. They locked them up For a year. Now Brett and his friends...
A day in the life of Ivan Ivanavitch, camp inmate USSR.
Poetry | Updated Dec 15, 2011 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 5
Murder case of young couples
Jan Pietrzak and Quiana Jenkins-Pietrzak
Christopher Newsom and Cannon Christian
Poetry | Updated Oct 11, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 9 | Likes: 17
The year is 2017 and more then half the worlds human population has been destroyed due to a new vaccine that the government has created and forced on its people. The only people alive are in the government or the only two humans left that form the resistance?
Sink Collins and his eight year old...
some kids run away from their homes and want to get back at their families for the years of torture they've had. based on my posting rpg called Now-Or-Never VISIT MY SITE AT http://www.Now-Or-Never.proboards83.com
Miscellaneous | Updated Aug 1, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Zia Jaycee
Hey all....this poem is just about the interpretations and I guess stereotypes of "darkness" or "nighttime" I wrote this poem one night while going to bed...enjoy it and please comment! :) G to poemhunter.com to find more of my poems!
By Brian Peza Perrins
For all the tortured souls around the world, spare a thought.