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By Ted Gerard
Sometimes the only way to find peace is to let it all go.
What would water think about as it changes from season to season?
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Ever wake up in the middle of the night? Pouring rain... explosions... What's going on? Awoken and then running, the main character flees his home.
Short Story | Updated Jan 10, 2015 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Georgina V Solly
A bad night on road for passengers on a coach.
By Amy Shunker
A photographic memory.
By Rache Blue
A physiological reaction to intense emotional pain has the ability to cause the body to shut down. The transformation has the power to turn us into other forms of nature that cannot be reached by anything else except the soul that occupies us. The following is an example of how the spirit will...
By Hy Motte
Connor Lange is stuck house-sitting for his grandparents. Boredom and paranoia overwhelmed him. That is, until a stranger shows up at his door. How can he refuse a young man, battered and bruised, during a storm?
The last sentence is up for debate.
Script | Updated Nov 9, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Joe Zaydon
On a rainy Tuesday, Harry â€“â€“ who's had more than a few life setbacks â€“â€“ finds himself taking his niece to the aquarium, which provides him with a little perspective.
The Monsoon Rain has an Identity of its own
Poetry | Updated Oct 21, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
An unnamed artist talks of his/her what he/she saw in that cold afternoon.
Short Story | Updated Oct 14, 2014 | Reads: 37 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Bhavya Sinha
ever thought what the raindrops think ??....lemme tell you..
Short Story | Updated Oct 6, 2014 | Reads: 43 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Amy R Burkle
A note to a past lover, but is everything as it seems?
My first poetry post on Booksie! For some reason I was inspired by the image I've linked to this poem, but it kind of went off in a completely different direction.
A depressing poem I wrote while standing outside in the rain on a sad night.