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|It was written for her: Every breath she takes, he feels|
|With every pulse, thereâ€™s a heartbeat. With every breath, creates emotion.|
|But for Fantasye Wilton, itâ€™s more than that. A 16 year old girl who falls in love with a novel she discovers in the public library,...
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To sleep through the night during hospital stay is impossible. The CNA visits during midnight and again early morning to take vital signs. This experience is more debilitating than the treatment.
This is about feeling lonely even though you know full well you are indeed connected like a blade of grass apart of millions in one patch.
Japanese company Fujitsu announced recently that it is close to finish developing a technology that measures a personâ€™s pulse in real time using a built-in camera or webcam in a PC, smartphone or tablet. The technology allows the user to check the pulse only by pointing a camera at his or...
This is something that I wrote when I was anxious and jumpy, there was a feeling of anger in this piece, something that I cannot place.
Ren is 17 and a homosexual, his family cast him a side soon after learning of it. He lives at a boarding school with his boyfriend, James. One day his sister who is more understanding request for him to come home for christmas, so their family can be whole again. Ren agrees but what happens when...
Arabella stared a rebellion on accident and became their leader, when see save her bf from death. But she is also the adopted daughter of most their most hated enemy. She has to becarefull full that nether side finds out.
Have you ever walked in the shoes of a mad man? Prepare yourself for the walk of a lifetime.
Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe
By Story Writer
This is how I see my poem.
The clean, crisp autumn air stirs as you hear a rustle in the night. Footsteps as light as a cat's streak through the undergrowth, the wild scent of the ferns mingling with the scent of living beasts. The moon silently watches over you as you see...
A way of expressing my feelings to my wonderful girlfriend.
Poetry | Updated Jul 14, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Abid was a graduate student at a prestigious educational institution established well over a century ago on the banks of a sacred river. He is Muslin in predominantly Hindu student community. But this didnâ€™t bother either Abid or his friends since he was considered as a dove. Abid though...
So many injustices go unnoticed. What would happen if they didn't?
The events depicted in this story do not exist.
There was no such thing as The Pulse or The Plague, The Knights of the Blackest Rose, The Carriers of The Plague... or a cataclysmic battle that hinges on the scale of reality.
But assuming that they did, what place did they hold in existence?...