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Random First Lines:This is a poem written based on the inspirational song Dignity by New Politics. I have mainly focused on the politics part mentioned in the... » Read
7 kids, one stranger what will happen?
Short Story | Updated Aug 13, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
It's a edited version of my previous poem. PROOFREADING is done by CRISS SOLE a very dear friend to me.Thank s you Criss. Please read her autobiography written by her "The Things He Shattered".
Poetry | Updated Aug 12, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A story I made from Personal experience that I created for my english coursework of a horrid event whiles trying to go sleep. No treatment nor cure can get rid of it.
Seeing stuff ... Mayb. Hearing stuff ... Maybe.
peaceful sleep ... Not at all.
By Sharmy Tree
Sometimes loving is scaring
Poetry | Updated Jul 23, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
After much while I have wrote something. It will be highly appreciative if you readers read and provide your valuable opinion( +/- ve doesn't matter) Thanks:)
Poetry | Updated Jul 23, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Kyky Georgie
My first song. I hope you guys like it!
Will Michiko decided to not talk to Ichigo forever? See this chapter if you want to find out!
Short Story | Updated Jul 18, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Momo Chan started something evil, What would it be?
Short Story | Updated Jul 17, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Ted Gerard
It's about a succubus, demon hunters and a young girl becoming a woman of sorts...
A single father wakes to find the Devil knocking on the front door.
By Nicolas Diaz Guevara
Her claws gripped on my flesh as I felt my soul get out of my body, and I fell, to the cold ground, I was half asleep half awake, within a dream...
This is not a story ...its real life
My experience of moving to West Virginia in November of 2000, when both my grandfather and great-grandfater were both dying. I wanted to spend time with them, as they were both my heros and two of the most loved individuals in my life. I was in a strange city, with no friends, no job which means...
If she had not sniffed that white powder everything wouldve been fine... She wouldnt have killed her...
Poetry | Updated Jun 28, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1