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Random First Lines:Travel is the best thing in the world from my side.
I'm the very much happiest person in the world when i'm travelling. Its a kind of love. And i... » Read
This is a piece I wrote for my english independant study. I had to have a connection with the novel Life of Pi, so I chose to rewrite a favourite scene of mine in a poetry format. Please don't accuse me of plagiarism as I am fully acknowleding the original author - Yann Martel.
Poetry | Updated Aug 28, 2008 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Otis English
a short airplane trip--danger present-otis--any image i add -is my painting
Short Story | Updated Aug 15, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just a poem, about events that changed who i am, though that is an ongoing debate... i dont remember wo i was:)
something about experimenting with substances, turning into substance abuse... inevitably ending in loss, beit of the mind or those around you. If you read, let me know what you thought.
By Alexander Arnell
Adapted from the songs listed in the title.
This is what started me writing for fun. I saw the movie
By Ken Simm
A ride to the seaside.
By Leni Willson
A sixth grade field trip includes the zoo,a meat-packing plant and a boat ride.
By To The World A Black Balloon
Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral
am I insane?
Life has a riddle
A family vacation takes a turn and a family grows closer through helping others.
Short Story | Updated May 16, 2008 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Justin Lee Moreaux
This short story is about a boy who goes on a road trip with his family on Easter morning. It is very funny, and ecstatically enjoyable to read. I hope you have a good time reading it.
By Half Chewed Pen
Another trippy Poem .
Poetry | Updated Feb 2, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A Bunch of Poems 2
By S R Forbes
The story behind this poem is a bit strange. I was riding in the car on my way across the country to visit colleges and was staring at the guardrail as it flew by outside the window. I don't know, the way the light hit it, something about it created this poem.
Poetry | Updated Dec 20, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A journey destined to, we follow,
seems to go nowhere at least we think.
By Jeremy Moore
A tale from the road while traveling in South-East Asia