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By Mme Kaylee
Here is a short poem on life.
"My Tracks" was a piece of poetry that I composed to accompany a picture I took of a train moving along train tracks. The poem holds a story of a young child who contemplates leaving the difficulties of life for a life riding the tracks or staying to keep his loved ones from distress.
Poetry | Updated May 18, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
i miss being a kid... :) do you miss it too?
Random Creative Writing I did at school... Each sentence is a totally new thought.
The protagonist entertains thoughts of suicide at the train station but meets a primary school classmate instead.
Short Story | Updated May 4, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I'm always amazed at how alone I can feel in a crowd of strangers. I thought of the singer Prince when I wrote this for some reason.
She then had me for helping her. For a moment she was absorbed in contemplating me, she appreciated my height, my long hair and she was curious where a young girl like me, was going alone.
I've never done a fan-fiction before but for the longest time this is what I wanted to do. This is the story of Harry Potter, through the eyes of Severus Snape. I hope you enjoy :)
Novel | Updated Mar 26, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Steven Tea
Upon the bed lay the body of Walter Morris. Broken, battered and covered in blood, it lay motionless. Three lives are entangled in a mindless attack on a frail old man who gives everything to save a women he has only just met.
Mary was always an angelic child who had followed all of the rules. One day, her mother told her that they were going to take a trip. When they got on the train, something very unfortunate happened, and everything became a blur to Mary. When it seems like the world is out of place, Mary is the...
Novel | Updated Mar 16, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Alexander Mademochorites
Calling someone crazy, is dismissive.
Maybe the environment, is a little sick.
An entry for The Challenge Maker's 'Romance Challenge'.
By Zoe Sahibova
It's my first poem in English that I ever submit for anyone's reading, so please comment.
It is a poem about two people who understand each other's strange thinking, and it goes in those strange unrelated abstractions the way they think and understand. They even might be in love, but they know...
This is the opening to a horror novel, for my English class. Its about a man, who has recently broke up with his wife, and is taking a trip to visit his father. But he doesn't manage to get on his train, and is stuck at a village with a mysterious, deadly character. Any comments would be much...
People believe in love at first sight. Here is the first Sight.