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They didnâ€™t have a right to ask me of things when they had stolen away everything. But when they did, I was the biggest, fattest and ugliest liar ever. Life was cruel that way.
This series will be kind of like the twilight zone.
These are dreams I have and they do not always make sense. Most will not have a satisfying ending, lots will be slightly creepy, and every one will be very interesting to read:)
Hope you enjoy!
P.S there will be a part two to this particular story
Short Story | Updated May 4, 2015 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4
I thought I'd try my hand at a short story this time :)
Just how I've been feeling lately
Twenty-five years ago they bought a homestead, in the middle of Vancouver Island, on the waterâ€™s edge. There are still reflections off the small lake at the foot of Mount Benson- of gardens and vineyards and woodland encounters.
Westwood Lake Chronicles is a dreamscape diary, a...
By Angel Plant
The morning brings a spark though the night may be long and dark. Life will come and life will go.
Poetry | Updated Aug 12, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
today, turning to our friends in need, rushing to work, we overlook the strongest bonds in our lives, the people who care about us the most.what's needed is to realise their importance and give them everything that they deserve before its too late, and all you are left with is regret...
This is my first novel.. It's a real story of a girl named ALISHA.. Who is young, smart and beautiful.. Ambitious, trying hard to get into perfect profession.. But at mid of her study at university, she was being suffered for being so kind, helpful, polite and friendly..
Please rate and...
THE MESSAGE OF THE GEORGIA GUIDESTONES is a message for this entire civilization that the human race cannot hear because the god of this world has led this world in darkness with a world of churingaâ€™s that know far more than God. Therefore THE WORD is out of context with their...
A poem about remembering when that special someone broke your heart.
By Undeniably Angelic
A girl longs to fly after watching the birds glide through the air.
Blowflies. They can be dead annoying.
Middle of a fire fight
By Black Angel
Tears for a lost friend are painful, but tears for a great friend are... Hole digging, Heart breaking.
Poetry | Updated Jun 17, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0