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By Bill Schultz
A man finds boxes of photographs in the attic and delves through and assortment of old memories.
Author's Note: Honestly I wrote this one a long, long time ago. Probably 3rd serious story I wrote - serious doesn't mean good. I didn't even read it before I copied it here, maybe that shows how...
Short Story | Updated Feb 22, 2014 | Reads: 42 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Apoorva Raghunandan
Missing your Love.
Poetry | Updated Feb 22, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
"Trust me, I'll know your past off by heart within the time limit of a month," he stated, grinning uncannily at me.
A past memoirs of Claudio Davila
Novel | Updated Feb 19, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
Kinda like my other poem. Again past present future
Poetry | Updated Feb 17, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just the musings of someone who can't get sleep due to regretful dreams. The past is the one anchor we never want to let go of, and often this very anchor is what prevents us from sailing forward.
By Elton Camp
A glimpse into daily life in the rural South in the early 20th Century
Script | Updated Feb 13, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Intended as a fictional piece, a piece of memory that has no definitive clarity, inspired by those intended to be killed by killers, the intensions of the murderers of youth
Backstory of a girl athlete
Short Story | Updated Feb 9, 2014 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Macaroni Mario
I know I should move on but no matter what "good" things happen in my life - I still want to stay stuck in stupid!
About not forgetting or living in the past. Learn from it.
Poetry | Updated Feb 8, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Remembering what was forgotten
Poetry | Updated Feb 5, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A character introspective. Kind of free prose. About change, growth.
- We wish we were free from our past, but the past is the dirt not the chains. -
By Lacie Blackwood
Kristina Blackwood is a normal teenage girl living her life. She love reading sci-fic books and believes that the impossibles from these books exist, well, at least she wanted to. Until this day came to her. Until the day she became the impossible and she had to find her allies and save...