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Save water.That's the need of the hour !!
Article | Updated Oct 15, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ashton Lee Martin
A boy and girl find love in an unexpected place.
Wrote this a week ago off a random thought I had, sort of a play on the word "ship"...Tumblr users might get the reference. Enjoy.
Poetry | Updated Oct 9, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Mentis Cibum
If an angel informed you that your best friend was going to die, what would you do?
Helpful tips to lose weight.
Just a short poem I wrote about peer pressure.
Detectives Carson and Stanton are called to a remote farm, where the owner is found floating face down in his pond. However, what is the cause of death exactly, and why does the farmer appear to be so obsessed with water?
Its all about a girl who dreams of her prince charming..and writes a song for him in real life
Poetry | Updated Sep 10, 2013 | Reads: 58 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 14
By Nick James
Iâ€™ve got to get out of these clothes-fast.
#9 in my collection of poems
The Atlanticans have risen again, threatening to compromise the security of the Sol system. It could be the Sol Crisis all over again but this time, who will prevail?
By Rose Burg
Marilee finds the body of a girl in her town floating on the surface of the ocean water in the early hours of the morning. She calls it in and carries on with her life, but the girl keeps turning up. At first she just sees her on the edge of the street, but what will that lead to?
By Tucker Haase
My entry to OnTheSpot's "Elemental" contest. I'll update this when the results are up. A story about a junkie.
By Jennifer Brighton
The tide is rising...
Poetry | Updated Aug 20, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Bella Dicaprio
My eyes become seashells. My hair becomes kelp. My body dissolves into damp sand as I throw myself into the ocean. I am at one with the calm beneath the cerulean depths. My eyes are open; I can see everything clearly. There is no air but my lungs feel satisfied. I am peaceful. All is serenely still.