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A song I wrote at 11pm, about two people who are in love, but are really poor; but their love keeps them going! :)
Growing up in a great neighborhood, with wealthy parents and no siblings is a walk in the park for Autumn Collins. She got what she wanted, when she wanted. Until her parents went bankrupt and Autumn got a taste of what life without money was. Being sent to live with her aunt and cousins, life...
This story is about abuse. I know plenty of people who are abused everyday, and someone I know almost killed himself over abuse, so I made this in memory of him. I am totally against abuse, just putting it out there.
Sammy is only 6...
Short Story | Updated Nov 20, 2013 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Cogs of Rust is a story set in a time long after us. The lives of Isia, Sem, and the Man of Clockwork are all destined to tangle. Isia will learn great things of The Ancestors and their advanced technology. However, with knowledge comes power, and with power comes foes.
Influenced by my experiences seeing homeless people and people in help described in this poem which I wrote with me trying to feel some empathy mixing with description. Written in 7th grade. I liked this poem, but I liked the description of "Blind Soul in an Empty Street" more. I also used some...
By Abeer Almadawy
Dream , is weekly article in a story, it tells about certain subject I dream for my world, country and people in general. The paradise of the poor is a dream to see the poor people live in rich happy land.
Short Story | Updated Nov 2, 2013 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Tonight a teacher has died. I wonder what humanity has left to ruin. I'm sickened. I hate myself for being part of a race that can take something fragile, and shatter it. You give me things to write about. You inspire a world I so desperately hope I had created. It is a monster.
It's all about the misery of the poor who toil round the clock but often found stuck with a block.
Poetry | Updated Oct 13, 2013 | Reads: 55 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 17
By Spoony Badger
Our poor protagonist Steve must bring his dead wife to justice and he can only do that by enlisting the help of a convict rather than use his authority as a police officer to try and sort his problems out.
Short Story | Updated Oct 10, 2013 | Reads: 37 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just had to write a personal narrative for english class. Tell me what you guys think of it before i turn it in.
Is there anything that needs to e changed?
By Pearl Quearl
This poem is about a mum from the point of view of a child.
The mum was so burdened but worry to shed tear as she did not want her child saw her crying.
Take time and enjoy reading :')
Anybody can make history: Only a great man can write it- Oscer Wilde
(You cannot adopt politics as a profesion and remain honesty)
The parents of a prospective bride are supposed to give dowery to the prospective bridegroom. The quantum of dowery which the bridegroom expected to get depends on...
I was sitting down thinking of life in general, seeing how i grew up in an urban environment i think this is something that gets to us all...or at least most of us
Poetry | Updated Aug 8, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Lb Jade
Claire Maxfield is proud to say that she's a prominent member of the B.I.T.C.H. squad at Stoneridge Academy. Not only does she put the "C" in "B.I.T.C.H" (although some would argue that she puts in the entire "bitch"), she's also effortlessly popular, sought after by every boy in the immediate...
By Rose Burg
Gena lives in a dystopia; her world controlled by diplomatic rulers, Gena has not had an easy sixteen years. Her house is like a tin-foil diorama a seven-year-old would make and bullet shells became toys as she grew up.
(Written for a short story contest)
Short Story | Updated Jun 23, 2013 | Reads: 69 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 12