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By Becca Swan
save my soul I'm losing grip...
Poetry | Updated Apr 4, 2015 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 3
I have fixed small electronics and share some thoughts
Article | Updated Feb 14, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Nikki Xayachack
A poem about school shooting. Not one more child please. Ill keep it short and let the poem do the rest.
When the good have been taking by God. The rest are left behind with evil
Short Story | Updated Jan 4, 2015 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A girl is stuck in an abusive relationship a boy named Connor might be the only one who can save her.
Short Story | Updated Jan 1, 2015 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Choose to be happy, though life is miserable.
By Rishika Sachdeva
This is a short poem which gives a message to save the girl child and let her live her life the way she wants to live.
Poetry | Updated Sep 18, 2014 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
"What can I do to make it better?" He waved his arms around as he screamed to cover her cries. She tossed her shoes at him from across the bed before running barefoot, with all of her bored loathing, into the night.
This is the very beginning, the background I guess you could say of a new book I have recently started working on. It's a story of a Prophesied birth of a prince who is born for the sole purpose of redeeming a kingdom who has fallen to the hands of a dark tyrant. If you enjoy Kingdom tales along...
Poetry comes from inspirations and feeling
(Book two in the Save Yourself series, do not read if you haven't read book one.) Serelda isn't a normal person, even by Nord standards. She spends her time fighting, for her friends, and for a living. After finding her sister, she won't let anything happen to her.
This is not a story ...its real life
This is about people and their nature, and a problem the world may never solve. This is not about pollution or global warming, no. This is something a bit different. Humans are quite small.
I lost myself trying to find me...
Poetry | Updated May 1, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2