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By Liu Da Wan
This is just a draft from something i wrote. It's not really going anywhere yet.
It probably looks like a young adult utopian romance right now.
It's about world without oxygen floating freely in the air.
And yeah, the first lines are a badly written clichÃ©..it will be better, i...
This is a fictional poem.
Poetry | Updated Jul 21, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Tahir Hamid
WHAT IF GRAVITY WERE INCREASED OR DECREASED? WHAT IF THE ATMOSPHERIC PRESSURE WOULD BE INCREASED OR DECREASED? WHAT IF THE LEVEL OF OXYGEN INCREASED IN THE ATMOSPHERE...HOW WOULD IT AFFECT LIFE? THE HUMAN BODY IS A MIRACLE...CONSIDER THE NUMBER OF CELLS AND THE NERVOUS SYSTEM...CONSIDER THE...
I briefly discuss how we are destroying our planet and ultimately ourselves by various means.
My heroine is trapped in space, and running out of air. This is the story of abandoment on her home's part.
- This story is from a writing prompt from Virtual Writing Academy #1 MASSIVE EFFECT. I suggest the listening, and it holds several exercises about writing, and a very good lesson to be...
By Principessa Giame
Just sparked from something I saw. Written December 24, 2014.
When things between Kaitlyn and William end on a bad note, she wants nothing more than to be able to clear her head of bad memories. But when she goes to a party to try and cheer herself up, her feelings only get ripped apart more.
By Alena Adams
Thoughts on universal energy, human energy, human biofield, time, our connection to the Universe and God.
The transformation of a man, and the struggle of dealing with someone losing their Mother.
This is just my biology homework of a small short story on the life of an oxygen cell that makes its way around the human body during respiration.
Short Story | Updated Sep 24, 2011 | Reads: 1542 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short story about a strange and violent event in the life of a lost angel.
Some poetry and text
A page from the life of a medical student.
â€œLife was createdâ€¦or perhaps it sprouted up from nowhere all of a sudden. I was born. I needed air to live. I breathe in and out at least 16 times in a minute. I never care if what I expire can choke my neighbour. I have power. I can create...
giving up is not easy but once you have reached that stage its so hard to turn back and fix the damages. Thank God for Gaurdian Angels.