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Many days before, when I was in A Muslim family I heard this play of George Bernard... » Read
This is my 50-Word short story about writing a 50 word short story, resurrected from year 8.
Short Story | Updated Apr 30, 2010 | Reads: 134 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
this is the prolog.
How is it when a man says slush in a song or poem it mean smore than when a woman does? Women are expected to , when men do they must mean it more .... right? lol
Poetry | Updated Apr 12, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Kids these days are growing up fast as they soak up all kinds of information from human social interactions and various media. They kids of today are growing faster and picking up on things faster than you can say 'childhood'. Check out the little chapters in this short where you'll find kids...
Confusion and seduction are clashed when a new man moves into Red's neighborhood.
Oh the life of a movie theater worker.
By Fate Hates Me
Belle Princesse Magnifique was not exactly typical. She was always moving. Belle Princesse is French for beautiful princess. Magnifique is magnificent in french. Her family got caught with their line of work and Belle was sent off to America to live with her cousin. She was not very social until...
By Ortley Cane
Oh, for the good old illnesses of yesteryear....
Essay | Updated Feb 3, 2010 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
By Fate Hates Me
Miranda was your typical girl without many friends but four protective brothers and an stripper mother. Her brothers taught her to be one of the guys. She was strong emotionally and physically, will someone slip in and break her hold on reality.
(Authors's note: This is the revised, rewritten...
Atticus Skyler is the lead rhythm guitarist and vocalist for his touring band. When he wakes up in an unfamiliar bed, from a late night afterparty, he rolls over to see the most stunning creature his eyes have ever beheld. Classifying her as a angel/groupie, he has no idea how little of her...
By Catherine Rudderick
hmm this is for kaela, so i hope she reads this and if not ill show her because our friendship is going downhill. ohh sweet revenge.
Please provide any constructive feedback you can, thank you!
A short poem I wrote for Nanna Marie Andersen's dark/weird poetry challenge. It is structured out of rhyme and meter, and all that fancy bullshit (as most of my stuff is ;). Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it and post any feedback or advice you may have. Thanks!