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By Jeff Bezaire
A mouse is exploring the upper halls of an empty house when the new tenants begin to move in. Now, she has to figure out how to get home without getting caught.
A young girl's nightmare. Personal experience or fantasy? You decide
Sometimes when I'm sad, I write down my feelings on my computer, because what is the point in telling someone? They can't help you, only you can do that. This is one of the times when I am at my lowest. Sorry for the bad language and stuff, but this has come from a time when I was struggling...
Essay | Updated Oct 8, 2015 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
come back to revenge...
"We can never truly escape what lies inside"
On days like this, all I can do is write it out.
By Cassey Dracotone
Just how often do you wake up? Or...never?
By Alyster Nightwind
An abusive relationship isn't always easy to see. You go on with your life putting it under the rug. Until someone, like your male roommate, points it out to you. Looking back at the years you realize you've been fighting for your life.
A young woman who hasn't managed to fall out of love with her ex after many years..
By Rahul Diwakar
its juz a poem i wrote while i was upset,
bcz everything was happening against me,
n i was feeling broken..
as if evry other person was trying to blame me..
Again, I recently lost a very close friend. This is a fancy internet version of a message I sent her way. It's obviously not the best or very polished but I find that writing things as they are born as thoughts (thats definitely the lamest thing i've ever said) makes things more genuine and...
Why do people do laugh at you?
Why do people think it's so funny to see you cry?
Why do people apologize for all the thing they did to you?
Do they really feel sorry
Or do they want sympathy?
Poetry | Updated Nov 27, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
How I feel. | down there
I wrote this after a dream I had about falling from a canyon.
Although it means so much to me, it may not mean much to a reader. but I am sure somewhere someone may find it a little like some way they have felt before.
the actual title of this poem is