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By The Hebrew Witch
Annastasiya has a crush on Gabriel and when people find out things get complicated
This short poem is about my best friend, who's been there for me for an uncountable amount of times when I needed her and even when I thought I didn't.
This is me, showing my a little of my appreciation.
Let us search web help with Google. It gives us an ozone layer. They call this as analytics collapsing suggestions content framework sometimes modern day history remarking global existence for online corporate. Here I tell this story ahead. :)
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I cant part these words unsaturated in these times with life. :)
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
This is a true dialets of the supreme person of my life. Humble as true human family would stand on United Nation Day. I assure a priceless endovement as it is published in lines of highest graceful honor I am commited to cherish the real truth that the spirit of any time, space and love can...
When I believe in friends provides me a short summary of this real story in this poem about my life and your presence ever.
By To Me
This is the very VERY beginning of my new novella. I may add more to it and adapt it into the first chapter, or I may just leave it as the prologue with the chapters following. We'll see as I continue writing. Anyways, that doesn't really matter nor does anyone care. This is a take on human...
By Lottie R
How would you dance for love?
By Vkn Nadar
Based on a true story, demonstrates how turn of events helped a man to chose his Day Job
Short Story | Updated May 5, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
My first contest (:
Contests | Updated May 4, 2014 | Reads: 53 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 14
This is a true story about my some of the memories of school life. I never had learned English as a language, and it's not my native language either. I just wanted to share something my kids and my students in USA might not be familiar with. Your feedback will be greatly appreciated.
Darkness is a form of loneliness. Loneliness is a form of darkness. Those are the words that swim furiously around my head while I stand in this dark, empty room filled with blood-red doors all around me. Those words cover up the truth which are the real words that are swimming around my head....
Well... This is my first story ever. I would love to get some advice from you. Enjoy this story. And I would like to tell everyone this. I am not religious, I do not believe in god or anything. In this story with savior I mean someone that will understand. If you still don't get it, read my...
Well it's all in the title.
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