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The story of a single trees life through WW2
By Carl Worgan
A lone man, out on the street, hunting.
By Rodney Hamilton
Escaping to a quiet place, Rob lies thinking under a sprawling Black Maple tree.The presence of a mysterious stranger is the last thing he expected out here.
He steadfast stands, some silent sentinel...
By Wyatt Collins
What seems like another day for stranded Samuel Leake turns out to be a day filled with luck - both good and bad.
What will he discover the more he investigates his family tree?
Short Story | Updated Jul 9, 2015 | Reads: 38 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Emmet Braun
A poem not contentment with life wanting to be a child and hide, wanting to get off a roller coaster ride, and run free with the elephants once again, the poem was 3 pages and i hit the wrong button and deleted it which sucks because nothing ever comes out exactly the same twice. It can be...
A Journey in to the world of your inner mind,
One man goes on a quest to figure out why he's trapped in what he thinks is a dream, what will chris do what will he find, will you discover something true to you?
In this episode Bert is complaining about a Bob-Cat that is in his yard.
Short Story | Updated Jun 2, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is about a tree losing his only friends until the sun breaks the sky again during the spring
Poetry | Updated May 17, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is the story of an incredicble man Richard Proenneke and how he, like my Grandfather transformed me into not only a man, but a good man. This is mainly the story of Richard Proenneke and his life at Twin Lakes.
Originally named "The Willow Tree"
Poetry | Updated May 5, 2015 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The feeling that coursed through my body left me numb. But not numb forever because when I saw the coffin I felt the pain. I felt like I was dying.
Amid the riotous streets of a student living area was a quaint little house with a petite pot plant at the front door adorned with xmas lights. The house was quite middle class and empty as I passed, all darkened apart from the small pot plant/xmas tree at the front door...
Poetry | Updated Apr 12, 2015 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
"I will love you till the end of time.I will wait a million years.Promise that you will remember you're mine.Baby,can you see through the tears? " - Lana Del Rey