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The worst timesoftrouble are coming upon a world of people with absolutely zero knowledge or preparation for the extreme suffering which lies ahead through the years ahead; and all because nobody want un-smooth truth.
Very Short Riddle Of Greed
Poetry | Updated Oct 17, 2012 | Reads: 66 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Jodie Brock
She was poor. She had a choice. But. Which one will she take?
this is a descriptive writing piece i wrote for a school project.
its set over a period of a night and a day!
interpret as you wish...
Short Story | Updated Oct 13, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Maya is starting a new life for herself in the city with her best friend and now room mate Rachael. She is lucky enough to have landed an internship and one of the most respected advertising companies in the state. Her world is turned upside down when she meets two different men, both complete...
By Maddie Grey
â€˜Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes.â€™
Isis and Kael couldnâ€™t be more different if they tried. Rich and popular, Kael has always had everything heâ€™s ever wanted, whereas poverty stricken Isis has struggled through life...
Life isnt what it seems
Poetry | Updated Sep 26, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Ella is lost in a strange, yet beautiful forest, after attempting to find a doctor for her stricken little sister.
By Zac Xd
"Became a savior to some kid I'll never meet, sent a check in the mail to buy them something good to eat, what will you do to make a change" ~Looking for angels by Skillet
The world is never quiet. why does it have to be that way?
Zora Weslen didn't choose her life. Everything was decided for her. Right down to who she married. After enduring a year of an abusive marriage Zora decides it's time to start over. With her newborn son Aaron, Zora moves into the urban city of Chicago. She is faced with challenges she never had...
A man who calls himself a loner, but can you see "help me", in his eyes?
Poem about the lower classes of england, and their difference from the wealth.
Poetry | Updated Jul 19, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A legumineous tree that supports itself on poor soils and produce sweet pods for easy pickings. Lets call this tree 'Sweet Pods' or 'Easy Pickings' not Monkey Pods, Manila Tamarind or Madras Thorns.