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By Anjali Kirpalani
I wrote this poem after I said some very rude things to my father during a fight. It was his birthday and I couldn't get rid of the horrible feeling I had for ruining his day. This poem is about the impact words can have on loved ones.
Defence - A Micro-Chip Which Tunes The Human Body Into A Perfect Defence Vessel.
The Earth Will Never Stop Marching...
(This story is going to be quite short; because it's one of those short shock stories, maybe 10 or 20 chapters?)
I just happened to write this in my journal
By Imani Charles
Just Keepin' It Real
Poetry | Updated Jun 15, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A young child is abducted by a stranger.
I wrote this for a music class in 8th grade.
Poetry | Updated Jun 15, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This was about things I was going through at the time, things I learned from and was letting go.
Poetry | Updated Jun 13, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I stared at the drag queen walking by as my friends and I started to shout curses and calling it a faggot. It may have not been a federal crime to be gay but it was not approved of in the bible, and because of that it wasnâ€™t approved of by a majority of the people in my town, including...
Not your average fairytale or happy ending... let's get real people when does that happen to normal teenagers?!?!?!
Novel | Updated Jun 11, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
So you finally find the one that made you beleive love is NOT a fairy tale..
Poetry | Updated Jun 8, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
So These Are The Authors I Usaully Read; Any Suggestions Are Welcome. I Have DEFIANTLY Left Some out :L
In a year, everything can change. Junior year at Madison High proves to be no different. Together, a group of students learn to fight, love, cry, help, hurt, and most importantly, grow. See the world through their eyes and see how in a year, everything can change.
When Jane told her boss about having an appointment with the owner of the old house next to a Chinese cemetery, she had hoped that the real-estate manager would tell her not to waste her time there. But she was wrong.
â€œHi, Iâ€™m Taylor, Iâ€™m 23 Years Old And Iâ€™ve Seen Countless People Dieâ€
The Institute Is A Medical Hell. Set In 2010, Recent Times, Humans Are Experimented On To Search For New Medical Break-Through. The Institute Was Abandoned By The Government In 2008 And Since...
The number seven adorned every window.
Short Story | Updated May 28, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0