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Misfortune strikes a group of teenagers. Danger lurks in every shadow. (I know this is a really bad description, I'll fix it another time.)
By Harini Raj
The gruesome feelings everyone feels towards that one teacher who you just can't seem to possibly like.
By Mr Watson
You take the chance, you pay the price.
Poetry | Updated Mar 10, 2015 | Reads: 39 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 5
Girl finds out growing up is hard
By Will Mcconaughey
I wrote this poem after listening to the song "Difference Maker" by the band Needtobreathe. The words of this poem tell us that we need to help those that are hurting by being the hands and feet of Jesus Christ.
Please relate to whatever is going through my head right now. Don't know what's going on- is this temporary or permanent? Am I crying because it really feels like I'm actually stuck in a dream or a game show of some sort. I want my brain back!
Through certain circumstances she ended up in a really bad relationship. Her name was Johanna and when she ran from the man who was trying to harm her and her loved ones, she found herself in the arms of another loving soul.
The problem was that even though she falls for a boy, she had to do...
By Raine Carosin
All the mob justice/killings, rape of men, women and children; farm killings; wars; genocides; acts of revenge; personal violations; unnecessary loss of life made me angry enough to want to warn those responsible that they were starting to make me evil. Thank Heavens I am saved from having to...
Normal every day activities that most people don't even think about, cause pain and struggles for those with fibromyalgia and other chronic invisible illnesses.
Billy is a 7 year old kid who gets in trouble a lot. One Saturday afternoon, he makes his parents so mad that they send him to his room with nothing to do until dinner. The problem with that is that dinner isn't until another 6 hours. So Charlie has to sit in his room, staring at a wall for 6...
A story I made from Personal experience that I created for my english coursework of a horrid event whiles trying to go sleep. No treatment nor cure can get rid of it.
Seeing stuff ... Mayb. Hearing stuff ... Maybe.
peaceful sleep ... Not at all.
The misadventures of a misfit teenager in her last year of high school, told through letters to her friend, Joy
I lost myself trying to find me...