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A 9 YEAR OLD GIRL AND HER LIFE OF ROWS AND VIOLENT AND LOVE IN 1950S LONON.
By Rajat Pawar
This is a story about two poor friends, struggling for survival in a drought. One gets a high paid position, the other uses it to get highly paid. Will they survive the tests of time?
An old artist lived in the apartment above the bar and spent his days watching people come and go.
Essay | Updated Sep 21, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
A short poem about a girls life
By Juli Monat
To have or not to have.
My opinion about true beauty. About the age we will all reach soon enough as time goes by, what they represent and how we try to get rid of them when we shouldn't at all - We are all beautiful as ourselves, no matter what we look, and we should be proud of that unique beauty we have within...
A BOY AND GIRL HAVE SEX ON AN AFTERNOON IN 1969 IN AN OLD FOLKS HOME.
Poetry | Updated Sep 18, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Moreau and Harley is a story about two people who have swapped lives but everyone else still thinks they are the same person. I wrote this so long ago I honestly don't remember why I found it so interesting but it is decent.
Script | Updated Sep 15, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mentis Cibum
The little witch who goes to the forest every night to pick herbs in the moonlight...
By David S Grayson
Carol lives in a nursing home where people around her couldn't care less about her, so she makes jokes, harmless of course, just to get a little attention. However, she's still Fragile and Forgotten.
Written for the Second Round of Booksie Idol where the challenge was to start with the line...
By Shubhanker Thapa
I didn't expect her to be here its just like a miracle
Novel | Updated Sep 7, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
He spent his life for sake of an achievement, just to find out from his cloudy eyes, it was just an illusion.
By Lonesome Heartless
An Ode to my father.
Poetry | Updated Sep 4, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Juli Monat
This world we live in was created by a
whole bunch of lies.