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A group of intelligent men figured out one of the greatest secrets of the 21st century, but a little too late. Can they stop it?
when i was a kid i had a small friend that no one could see, and got my mother going crazy. she almost made me do something awful if i wasn't lucky enough for my mother to stop me.
Short Story | Updated Oct 6, 2014 | Reads: 196 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Who is Really Amalia, the house she owned was haunted. And it seems the people that surround her doesn't care about the park beside her house.Who is Amalia?
Short Story | Updated Oct 2, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A BOY AND GIRL IN AN OLD FOLKS HOME IN 1969.
Poetry | Updated Sep 29, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Many prophecies in the Old Testament pointed to the reality that would take place through Christ, his crucifixion, and resurrection. And these prophecies were written long before the acts themselves. Psalm 22 is a popular one of those.
By Jl Reaper
A woman wants to have plastic surgery, but can she trust the surgeon?
True love holds out over tragedy. A good sense of humor and attraction can over come many things. Including the wreck of the day that last thirty years later.
This is a descriptive poem for an old house that exudes history, beauty, and a secret.
By Hades Above Ground
Poetic thoughts regarding both the body, and soul.
THIS IS NOT A NOVEL. THIS IS A NOVELLA.
There is something gravely wrong with the town of Palo Alto Ca. and the residents are exponentially worse. The housewives of this vintage town seem to be having thoughts. Rancid thoughts. Grisly thoughts. Sorrowful thoughts. And their husbands seem to be...
Cowboys are a dying breed...I love real cowboys, so I wrote these lyrics.
Elie has been a domestic all his life but when his boss calls upon him to attend to an extremely sensitive family business matter Elie holds continuation of the family name in his hands.
By Stephanie Young
If the old tree could talk, what could it say?