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You have to know that getting a CPAP machine is not really intending to make your signs and symptoms vanish entirely for good. These appliances can help you rest better and possibly reduce your signs on the long term. Take into account that you will need to make use of device each night for this...
Miscellaneous | Updated Apr 23, 2015 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a poem I wrote for the late Carl Sagan, a scientist, astronomer and so much more that I have much respect for. He was responsible for many space endeavors to include the pioneer plaque, voyager space probe and SETI to name just a few. I have read many of his books and find that he was a...
By Kimberly Adams
Autumn is constantly being teased by her classmates for her appearance. She will show them all though by performing in the school talent show. And she does show them. Her life turns around and she has friends. But maybe these are not the friends she was really looking for. Lookout, the seasons...
By Mr Watson
Dreams are nothing !
A YOUNG MAN AND WOMAN IN DUBROVNIK AND SEX AND COFFEE
Poetry | Updated Dec 21, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Juli Monat
Our world is up-side-down.
Scarlet is sick of her everyday life, she wants to change everything, but nothing can change because the "real world" doesn't have what she desires. She hears of a drug called Nox which makes the user fall into a deep slumber. Curious, Scarlet decides to learn more about Nox, little does she...
The year is 1925, in a world similar to ours. An epidemic is sweeping the land. People are falling into comas for no reason and never waking up.
What is happening to these poor people? Their minds are being trapped in a world, created by their dreams. These worlds are called Slumbers, and...
The Slumber of Death proves that my awkward mannerisms do very well in poetry, enjoy!
As secrets are revealed and people become unraveled there are but a few whom are willing to listen...but even that sometimes is just not enough.
By Angel Plant
Somewhere around midnight I thought I heard someonebut then I'm for sure it was like a whisper.
Poetry | Updated Sep 20, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Jane Mitchell
Ages 12 and up.
A story of seventh grade girls who rule the school but when florence Reed comes along and has a huy-uge party Julia the Alpha, Nina the Beta and Kendra, and Cecillia all are ready to befriend her or will Florence have the last laugh?
By Diana Christina
Meryn is a child of the Final Generation. The legacy of her birth, however, comes with an unexpected price.
By Phoebe Kishbaugh
Just something i came up with in some free time
Poetry | Updated Jun 29, 2012 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Shannan Browne
Take a quiet moment and imagine heaven...