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Chapter 1 of my short story 'Charlie'
With social and economic disorder spreading across the country, a young teenage girl embarks on a journey to join a massive and revolutionary political movement of teen "feral camps".
This poem was made in three parts. The first was made several years before the others, during my darker days, and the poem was lost. When I found it, I added the second part in, as I was happier again. Then finally, a year later, I read it again, but I was back to my same old depressing self,...
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mike Fred
Michael White has lost his parents and is now alone on the streets of Detroit. He has no idea what to do, or if he'll ever find anyone to love him. He feels totally alone. The only thing he can do is hope.
By Isabel Monday
You need a friend, a good friend someone who will meet you where youre at and help - dedicated to jay, homeless, who couldn't manage a flat for years then one day he did :-)
Silence rings through the streets. A foreboding presence encases a town in fear.... or whats left.
By Nocomus Columbus
Some fact, some fiction. This is a semi-true story about my time, Spence, in Iraq. It's a story of suffering, surrender, and revenge. I hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think, good and bad, I welcome all feedback. My dream would be to turn this into a graphic novel. Unfortunately, I...
Four kids from very different backgrounds slowly drift towards each other and a life that none of them are expecting.
Serialized novel, let's go!
By Harlowe Pilgrim
Okay, hereâ€™s the situation. Youâ€™ve got an iconic TV show to put together, and one of your lead actors has gotten himself in trouble with the law. Heâ€™s a huge part of the show, and you canâ€™t live without himâ€”but heâ€™s in shit so deep you canâ€™t...
A MAN AND DRUNK WOMAN UNDER A MOON.
Poetry | Updated May 2, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A short story written by me in the fall of 2012. Depicts some of my feelings and thoughts on love that week. Hope you like it.
This is a small riddle/poem. Can you figure out who did it?
By Dakota Blue
Comments would be greatly appreciated: He is a thief. I am his knife.
By Frenzee Da Rebel
The stories of five different characters from different parts of the Muslim world. Starting with Afghanistan, then Indonesia, then Niger, then Palestine and finally ending up in Saudi Arabia. Probably my favourite poem yet, I actually felt really emotional when reading it back the first time.
Young homosexual men and street people start being killed...a serial murderer is on the loose...read what happens...