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What would you spend your last bullet on? Would it be spent on a good deed or a bad one? What would a hit-man spend his last bullet on?
Short Story | Updated Apr 17, 2015 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Xenophobia is sickening and this is a poem about someone who went to a Rehab of thoughts to clean has mind of how he thought of others, a mental rehab.
By Jl Reaper
An elderly man thinks about suicide.
taken from my book,
You hold the heart in your hand, and the pressure's on. In this sanitary area you are God and fool all at once. Before you know it it's been five fucking hours with a group of people that you have come to hate and love and utterly not care about. all the while life is there in your hand, barely...
By Jl Reaper
A women attempts to steal a priceless ring.
By Lb Studio
He wanted to fly with the freedom of a bird. Unencumbered with the conventional method of flying. He wanted to will his ability to fly. As in â€œfloat through the airâ€ type of flying. Even at a young age, Ed was eccentric to say the least. His parents said he had an active imagination....
Short Story | Updated Apr 1, 2015 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem from a sad soul, tribute to an unknown writer or awesomeness.
Compassion and its Expectancy.
Short Story | Updated Mar 27, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
The world has just ended.
As her and her granddaughter fly away from it safely in a spaceship, an elderly woman contemplates the life she had spent on Earth, and considers what to do with the new one she has been granted.
ZÃ¡las Santiago, is an 18 year old Puerto Rican/Esalvadorian living in a not so diverse and impoverished neighborhood and stricken community.
He sees himself as just another face among the crowd of other minorities and does his best to stay under the radar from all the drug selling, and...
By Robert Kasch
I'm old so I'm allowed.
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 6, 2015 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
The year is 1886. A man is searching for treasure inside an old abandoned mansion. But little does he know, there's a dark secret waiting for him within it's crumbling walls.
Sometimes your hopes and dreams can become nightmares.
By Xox Imagination Xox
So this was my actual dream last night. I emailed someone to help me interpret it. I don't really want to give it away, but in my dream I met someone who is there to protect me, give me some wise words of advice, and to somewhat send me on missions to help people. The person I met is always...