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A young girl meets a boy on a train and the two are drawn together. Why? Who knows! :D
By Ice Winifr3d
just a random poem i made up. :)
Ravin is a helpdesk agent, he extents his duty that day.. Only for the guest, and why?
Short Story | Updated Feb 28, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
The first poem I think I've ever written. I gave it to my wife today (Valentine's Day). It was meant to be a little dorky, then get more serious. I would love someone to tell me how to write a poem. I have no idea if this is any good.
Death.It's something neverending,and everlasting.The lifeless lingers in the shadows untill the cross the mirror into the older worlds:heaven or hell.Imaginings are the only escape of the soundless plane:the home of lost voices.
By Krazed Cidd
I wrote this when I was in computer class.
Poetry | Updated Feb 3, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
Kip is the emo kid with an alcoholic, abusive father and a depressed mother. He just moved to Oregon...with his dad. Will he find love with his new best friend? Or maybe a character of the past? Or will his memories get in the way as the past blends into the present and darkness fades into the...
What if all the guys loved you? Collin Tate falls in love with Audrey Spruce. But so does everyone else at high school. Collin see's Audrey with diffrent eyes. But is Audrey falling for the wrong guy? Will Collin ever capture Audrey's heart? And will Collin and Audrey ever find their happy...
The light shimmered and glowed, as the wings of the angel grew. The hue of its eyes were mystical shining with a light of its own, I didn't know whether to run or stare with awe. The angel turned to look at me, light dancing all around it's body. Scared it flew off into the night and a bright...
its about a young girl, who's life is based off of a black rose. the rose is this girls life source, and every fullmoon, she has to go to a hill, and hold the rose in her arm, the thorns of this rose, pricking into her hands....but when she meets a man, one that cares for her deeply, somthing...
Poetry | Updated Dec 7, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This was not written about a real life event. But there are countless of girls and boys killed in a place they thought they would be safe. We can only pray justice will find all those who dare to take a life.
By Venessa Jinson
The feeling of losing everything.
By Fate Hates Me
Humor me! Write me a story of a novel. Either way.. It's your job to entertain me!
By Lady Lost
Bronte Wilder lives in a fairy-tale garden. Unfortunately, her happy ending seems a long time coming.
Novel | Updated Nov 17, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2