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A simple poem about what most mothers and fathers see when their children want something they can't have.
Poetry | Updated Aug 10, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The girl who is broken, unable to feel the beauty of life. The horrors of life is all she sees.
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The story of a deppressed young girl on a wheelchair who's parents died and of an old, dangerous tower.
Elise was a normal girl living in east London, until she makes friends with her new neighbours Megan and John and gets herself into a lot of trouble over the short summer. Her normal boring teenager life is now turned into something she never expected, but she has to decide does she want to be...
A scary time during the first years of my son's life.
By Liam Strong
This is for futureauthor's Birthday contest, and I hope it does well, the idea really sends me good waves that it'll do well...enjoy!
Short Story | Updated Jul 24, 2013 | Reads: 30 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4
No place is safe from the virus. The infected are a threat, but the sickness is even worse. It can find any way it can to get to us, to kill us off, one by one. The world that we lived on for so long is trying to kill us off, and thereâ€™s no way to stop it.
Likewise, thereâ€™s no...
This is the complete version of I will always remain true. Are you ready for a story that would bring down your tears ? "Even if they won the love of a princess, they will never find such love that a mother has for her son" -I will always remain true.
These rhymes speak about the time my grandpa breathed his last
A mom, who is dead, writing a letter to her son. She never had a close relationship with her son.
Using the four seasons as an analogy, the Human story can be told in its entirety.
By Hinrey Snakespear
A quick story I wrote for a contest on Deviant Art. The prompt was
I graduated this year and I wrote this poem for my parents.
Poetry | Updated Jul 16, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Kellymarie Welch
This is something I wrote late one night. My 2 year old was pushing her limits. Fighting bed time with everything in her. I was getting frustrated, and then this poem came out.
"I can feel my heart in my stomach and I don't think right now is a good time to puke it up." - Persephonee is not good with social situations. They always build up on her chest. She craves complex scenarios.
Ryan, has his own problems that he keeps in the pupil of his eyes and hasn't once yet...