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what else can i do?
Miscellaneous | Updated May 27, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jjs Pen House
A poem about someone, anyone walking along the shore of life, contemplating the many lives that came before them and the ones who will make their mark after they die. We only live once. Make your mark!
A Boy is walking home when he realises that two juveniles are following him. He tries to get away from them and gets lost.
What do they want from him?
Short Story | Updated May 5, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Im looking back on my freshman year of highschool. It was a great year and a great story. I really hope you read and enjoy it
Novel | Updated May 4, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A girl who canÂ´t lives in two worlds, she canÂ´t accept who she is, and creates an alternate world to accept it.
Short Story | Updated Mar 24, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Gob's action packed adventure story.
I'd put this as more Si-Fi, Humor, Romance, but whatevs. Come and read the story of Kruton, your average idiot teenager... from Uranus! He has a genius idea of how to not fail his Earth Studies class... again. Come with him on his journey!
I've never been to the headmaster's office; I don't even know what he looks like. I had no choice but to cheat on the test. My teacher wouldn't let me make up the work. I wonder what kind of trouble I'm going to get in for this. Oh, I hope he doesn't tell my parents.
By Dash Mccallen
The insatiable dark spot sucks everything in and never fills up. Or does it?
justs a few more minutes
THE TROUBLE MAN
Poetry | Updated Feb 25, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I don't know what kind of novel this is going to be. Probably just cool.
By Leah Morgan
I was just a regular 15 year old, loving life as much as my negative attitude would let me. I asked for trouble sometimes, but I didn't ask to be taken from what I knew, both literally and mentally. She was my teacher, as much as I disliked her, I did trust her. But now I trust no one.
This poem is about a troubled/broken world that's trying to find its other half.
Short Story | Updated Jan 26, 2013 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0