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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: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
enjoy!!! this is quite different from my usual, emotional stuff but here ya are!
Poetry | Updated Dec 31, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Childish Memories And Incredible Things
Futuristic story: Life is going well for almost-17-year-old Autumn. She started track early spring, and meets many friends. Her 18-year-old track and cross country coach shows an interest in her, and Autumn can't help but notice.
However, her older brother begins to dig into their city's past,...
There is a beast in all of us. He controls our bad choices in life. Some are consumed by the beast, while others fight it with all their might.
Emily and Eli. Both assassins. Trained in the ways of the shadows and brought up with the deadlyness of the blade. Raised to be cold hearted and to...
By Katrina Robinson
I'm recreating this song called 'Vagabond' by Misterwives. I'm not copying, just making my own version of the song.
Poetry | Updated Oct 19, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
This was a poem that I wrote while thinking about how my dad used to watch the show Gunsmoke. Honestly, I was in one of those moods that I just wanted to pinch someones head off and I found it to be therapeutic. Hey, better than actually pinching someone's head off, right? The words are...
Poetry | Updated Aug 25, 2014 | Reads: 30 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4
Michelle Edwards is once again targeted by the Syndicate's men, and this time they sent their best man to capture the young woman, Zack Richards. In order to escape Zack, Michelle decides to run away to Las Vegas, with in mind to fused with the City's crowd.
By Stephanie Young
Cloud is a magical white horse that is born in the golden, free land of horses: Sorelana. But soon after he is born, the evil dark horse Night throws him out, knowing that he held a powerful legacy. Night wishes to enslave the wild horses of Sorelana, and make it his own.
By Christian Taylor
Been awhile since I wrote anything; here's a piece that I hope you can relate and enjoy.
this one is a little short (okay, maybe a little more than short :p) and honestly my inspiration to write this is a little weird, but whatever, right? so here's my probably-maybe-not-so-good-poem
It's almost 4 AM in the morning but today I decided to stay up with one of my best buddies, Shaun Curtis (Check him out, he just started Booksie. A talented novice poet with an eloquent sense of poetry) to help me make a poem to cheer our friend up who had it rough last night.
To be interpreted by the reader.
Action fantasy Story about a man running from everything, especially his special gift.
Short Story | Updated Jun 16, 2014 | Reads: 38 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1