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By Sophia Fritzell
Every person is showing different personalities to different people they are meeting. More often, we tend to show them that we are good and everything's fine with us. But deep inside, we have this struggle and fear. We have this silent protest that people should not judge us according to what...
I wrote this in 2008. It is part of my 2nd lyric set titled, Illuminated Shadows.
World Health Organization (WHO) has already stepped in. The international non-profit organization estimates 1 out of 5 drugs made in India are fakes.
By Ivan Wolf
After unlocking some secrets about her family past in a book entitled "The Black Goat's Flame", Sam Shields is possessed by a demon who feeds on her soul, and the only way to keep her remaining humanity in tact, is to eat the flesh of other human beings.
Now Sam must fight with not only her...
By Jeff Bezaire
Not everyone is intimidated so easily.
By Adrian Hunt
Do you believe in coincidence? Or is there an order to things that we could perhaps learn to read, and eventually even predict? Old Jack thinks the latter, because he sees it in the slots...
By Rodney Hamilton
We followed the path around some weedy overgrowth until the entrance came into view.
The ticket booth had black spray painted graffiti on the front that read: Tickets to Hell.
Something I wrote a while ago about people who have hurt me in the past and this was really a way for me to get out my emotions and start on the path to finding myself and keeping myself happy despite things that go wrong.
Trying to reach out to my brothers and sisters through Christ wondering where their going in life.
Trigger warning: Suicide
Another short story.
Short Story | Updated Dec 6, 2014 | Reads: 33 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Trigger warning: Suicide
This is a short story I wrote for a prompt. Not sure what the prompt was currently, but this is what came out. I originally intended on expanding, which I still may do.
By Rosie Poole
Man of malice pours upon an innocent people a living hell.
Poetry | Updated Oct 17, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Late night thoughts...
Baby has had the longest childhood in existence but it has been no fun and games. Locked away in her bedroom by her obsessed Uncle, Baby and her Uncle's wife, Hayley, must find a way to escape him and restart their lives which leads to Baby finding out the truth about her identity. Written from...