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This is a short story about an 18 year old boy. He is tortured every day by memories, flash backs and hallucinations about his mother. He lies to keep himself in a mental institute so his father won't do the same thing to him, that he did to her.
based on a TRUE STORY. please comment <3 ~my poem~
Questions and answers in a thrift shop
Short Story | Updated May 2, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
This is my real story. I will be posting the journals soon! The stars ** mean it's a poem. please comment!
Short Story | Updated May 1, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I guess this is another depressing poem, but they are my thoughts, feelings and personal experiences. This poem is extremely dark and shows the inner thoughts of a person. Someone who hides their worries behind that smile until someone notices.
Sometimes all we need is for someone -...
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A short story based loosely on my experiences living in a share-house
Short Story | Updated May 1, 2014 | Reads: 46 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This poem is BASED ON A TRUE STORY. (sorry about the song lyric refernce) ~my poem~
A moon in the shadow of stars
The place you will be taken is called the Labyrinth of Emptiness. Itâ€™s a place that has always existed. â€œAs your host, I will guide you through a journey to its inner workings.â€
The Labyrinth of Emptiness is a place hidden deep within ourselves, and is the birthplace of the...
This was a comparison between me and one of my friends. It sort of turned into an experiment though.
Not knowing her well at all you can bet it was an expierence to learn from. But I also learned alot about her as well. She helped me in so many ways and although we didn't always get along i'm...
Sammy was a girl born with one simple dream and passion-DANCE. But being shy and reserved she is not able to express it. But when she gets an opportunity of her lifetime to prove herself, will she be able to conquer her fears and beat them down or will she break down and loose hope?
This is a poem for all of those girls out there who pretend to be happy. Who pretend like everything is perfectly okay; when in fact they're literally on the verge of dying inside. I can relate to this poem, and I know others can too.
I hope you guys enjoy,
// Ikky x
By Ashiq Alison Ali
My blood is a canal your fish swim in.