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This is a song the band are doing. S'called 'Pretty Face'. Me and Will wrote it about 6 months ago and totally forgot about it. It could still use some improvement, but yeah. Have a read :)
By S Paz
Hayley's life was going in a downward spiral in the hands of the slut she called her mother. That until she met Mr. and Mrs. Drew who thought her how to see the beauty of the world when everything around her was crashing down.
Marked for something special.
A review of the novel The Red Tree, by Caitlin R. Kiernan, a horror story with a psychological twist.
By Rebecca Rensone
4 nice poems I hope you will enjoy. And it is about fall!
I am Rose Dawson, an average 18 year old young woman, with my own â€˜so calledâ€™ freedom and I have the ability to vote, life is like one big chore, but hey who said life was easy, and my story is an interesting one;
All girls ask for the perfect boyfriend, yet sometimes, perfect, is...
Just something i wrote when i was in
Poetry | Updated Dec 3, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
this script describes the earth in 5 billion years later when the sun gradually becomes a red giant,and three guys(Mike,Lina and Thera)are saving the earth by laser tugging.
Script | Updated Nov 29, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Bella Everdeen
"The night was cold and icy, the guillotine looked dreary, the blood stained the blade itself, gleaming in the moonlight. I shivered. I saw the fear in the womanâ€™s eyes before the blade collided with her soul, and dignity..."
1794. Men and Women in distress, the guillotine slashing away...
Short Story | Updated Nov 28, 2009 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Blood Red Roses
- Frozen still in shock, surrounded by a nightmare in reality. I feared the worse because this time I knew it wasn't a dream. Whether or not I could survive, the chances were slim. Then he appeared from the darkest part of the crowd, his smile gave off an innocent charm. I...
A little *albeit vague* poem about Remembrance Day, and it's passing. It's a tad weird, and not really a normal "war" poem, but infer what you wish.
Katie just Wants To Be That Average Girl That Gets The Good grades And Has Some very Close Friends, But Of Course With Her Constantly Moving It's Very had For Her To Be This.
And It's About To get A Hell Lot Harder.
By Airton Sobreira
I saw two red roses painted in two cop of coffee.
Every morning days,people hold a cup of coffee to drink and lets free mind to fly in places and time.
One of my evil thoughts but something that closely relates to a sick and twisted love.
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Childrens story written for my 9 year old Niece - she liked it very much - but she was only 9 at the time - so don't know if many people will read.