Publish. Read. Get Read.
Random First Lines:At first she thought that they could only be dream. What was all this emotion she was feeling? Waking up, a bruise here, an aching muscle there.... » Read
Mary was up at night, angry at her mother! Her mother, Helen, grounded her! She was furious as no other, and wanted to go out. Of course, her mother made her do work.. Go to the store! As she sets out, with the only light the street lights, she runs into a creature. But this creature seems to...
By Jeremy Walker
I don't know what to call this song so any suggestions would be welcome.
Draft written 26 March 2015
-This is my own writing-
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 26, 2015 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 4
The demons worked from the inside out...
By Gj Morris
There is this hollow heart...
Poetry | Updated Oct 3, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sometimes things just aren't meant to last, and we learn lessons from these experiences.
Â© Copyright 2014 BriannasBooks
millions of young people do go through this everyday of there life's weather you ignore it or not it still happens. It will effect them for the rest of there adult life's.
We all have good memories, and we all have bad memories, yet only few have those memories that haunt them every waking moment of their life's. Some forget their haunting memories, until something rekindles it. Maybe a familiar face or maybe what some one says, either way it goes back to...
This is about one of the reasons I self-harm and about my relation ship with a guy.
By Tripti Saraogi
Love, sometimes leads to hurt! Are you willing to take chances?
When sixteen close high school students decide to go party for the night, things take a turn and they end up facing their deaths, one by one. Two teams. Two guns. Your life or theirs.
Well, on Scott's 4th birthday he woke up to his mom dying in her bed. Scott's dad and mom have been divorced for a while and now Scott was going to go live with his dad. Every year the hurt of living with his father becomes more traumatizing. Each beating becomes worse, and each curse more...
Growing up I've seen a lot of abuse and not just physical. It's taken it's toll on me and the nightmares never subside.. I finally got out of the grips of my mother&Step father and met a guy whom I have fallen head over heels in love with. This poem was actually written because of him. He's...
By Mentis Cibum
A short story I attempted for Middle Child Challenge!!, hosted by Shellie Burg. Originally, I had typed out different scenarios having to do with emotions, but because I could not choose between them, I simply left the story as it was. Enjoy! :)
A Christian poem of faith.