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By Kevin Rottweiler
Poetry | Updated Jul 2, 2015 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Mary was up at night, angry at her mother! Her mother, Helen, grounded her! She was furious as no other, and wanted to go out. Of course, her mother made her do work.. Go to the store! As she sets out, with the only light the street lights, she runs into a creature. But this creature seems to...
By The Roseless Thorn
This is a very small sample of work that I have recently been working on. Critiques would be great. I really want to improve my writing in so many ways.
This is basically about a teenager who considers herself lifeless, and often finds herself stuck in her own thoughts.
We are often blinded with how elderly may be treated, either by family or a community. We always forget about something, big or small, that makes us truly happy. One woman's will for that one last touch of happiness makes her go through undesirable pain.
This is a part of daily lessons I have gattered from readings of life. Being a part of a bigger picture and motivating about the life as ones awesome experience is worth mentioned. I hope your ideas have been also given its unique role. Let us explore our own attitudes.
What defines an artist? Sight, taste, smell, sound, feel, and knowing spiritual. Rules that others define an artist I don't go by but fine if you do. That's what makes us all different and the box in it or out of it???
Poetry | Updated Nov 11, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Kimberly Adams
Libby's life is falling apart. All of her friends think it is fun to give her makeovers. Plus, they tease her for the amount of time that she spends on homework. Finally, she is never invited to hang out with them. It is enough to make Libby deal with her problems in her own way. Unfortunately,...
By Joshua Lundquest
Just a walk around my grandparents yard.
Poetry | Updated Oct 12, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
poem about a girl
Middle School: AKA Taylor's years of hell.
Taylor Swift Fan Fiction.
Its true. no one knows really what goes through someones head or how they actually feel. No one knows...bout me
I am a poet by heart and do hope that it is an influence to those going through something, needing a smile, looking for that person who agrees with them, and more.
This current piece is for teen ages and up
Amaryllis - much like the Lily flower, rests in the poppy bed
A summary of my life during my whole 20 years.