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Sarcastic? That's me. Apathetic? Oh, yeah. Honest? Got that right.
My name is Ember Fayme Felix. I'm the new kid at Blush(or is it Flush?) Academy. Follow me as I try to achieve the unthinkable. Survive high school with sanity still intact.
This is a small vignette from when I was learning about life as a poor kid in a small town. I hope you enjoy it.
Essay | Updated Dec 4, 2008 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I love High School Muscial. mostly couse of Corbin Bleu i love him. so i rote a story about me and him. my best friend sarah is in it she likes ryan so shes with him in joy my story so you know there are a lot of chapters
so heres the INTRO
Your name is Jamie and your bff is Sarah both your...
Novel | Updated Dec 3, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A lame novel following several lame teenagers through their boarding-school life. There is no actual plot climax, but I just thought it would be fun to write some Chick Lit once in a while.
When Lee exchanged his home in England for an appartment in Brooklyn, NY
he exactly knew what he was searching for.
But sometimes things just aren't what you imagined, and apparently not everything that doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
(it needs some editing and there are still quite a...
Poetry | Updated Nov 29, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Something I saw in school, it made me think.
Poetry | Updated Nov 29, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Written after I read the book "A Child Called It".
It talks of child abuse.
Poetry | Updated Nov 29, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Meet Dawn Dremont a quiet, but easily persuaded senior at Thornlea Academy...all she had wanted to find was how to be a better painter, but she found much more...hopefully she likes what she finds.
Novel | Updated Nov 29, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 22
A regular day in class. I love study hall, but not the people in it.
Poetry | Updated Nov 28, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I was sitting, hopping for something, but all that was given were miserable sighs.
Poetry | Updated Nov 28, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A bit of s sene from school. And althought it is sad, I too am addicted to the evil known as smelly marrkers.
Poetry | Updated Nov 27, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Short Story | Updated Nov 27, 2008 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 6
I was once your average teenage girl. But not anymore. Not ever since my life was intertwined with Duncan Grave's. Not ever since I learned his secret. His awful secret.
Duncan is a vampire.
Late at night, in St. Joeseph's college, horrible things occur.