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By Anton Smith
We only associate strokes with old people, but as young man I had one and I want to share with you what I went through
Short Story | Updated Sep 16, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Senora Jane
A person's life can change quickly; and what you once knew, you may never know again. Jim lost so much that even simple conversation was valued above everything else.
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The news paper handles the announcement of President Roosevelt's death.
By Michael Holtzhaue
This is a Part 1 story I wrote about a stroke I had while driving and my battle to survive and thrive in it's wake.
Short Story | Updated Jun 15, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Maria Linda
How come that the festivity of New Year's Eve back when i was child, have now been more of a solitary occasion in my adult life...
Essay | Updated Dec 31, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 5
By Lady Jewells
My vision grew cloudy and My head felt like it imploded.
Short Story | Updated Dec 24, 2012 | Reads: 50 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
....it fulfills the mind yet leaves carbon spots
It ain't health material my brother,
It ain't no body shaper either my sister...
By Witch Bitch
This is a poem I wrote after my uncle had a massive stroke in November, 2006. It describes his mental and physical state once he regained consciousness.
Poetry | Updated Jan 4, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A sexual poem i wrote when i was bored
Being a frequent sleep walker as a child, the transition to adulthood saw this mutate into a degree of sleep paralysis ... it isn't too pleasant!!
I wrote this poem a few months back, shortly after my grandfather had a stroke. He went from being ok (albeit stubborn and set in his ways) to a helpless old man in a matter of twenty-four hours, and that was enough to put the fear of God in me. The night he came home from the hospital, we sat...
Poetry | Updated Aug 7, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
this poem has a lot of questions in it. it has no meaning
By Alex Jack Ralph
Are you one to sit around all day or do something with your life?
A young girl and her brother are orphanized shortly after their remaining parent dies of stroke
The docter said it was a total accident, but they think it wasn't a stroke. More like murder.