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By The Roseless Thorn
This is a very small sample of work that I have recently been working on. Critiques would be great. I really want to improve my writing in so many ways.
This is basically about a teenager who considers herself lifeless, and often finds herself stuck in her own thoughts.
A brief discussion about the current lethal injection protocol and how it is inhumane. I propose an alternate protocol which would ensure a humane death by lethal injection.
~ INSANITY REWRITE ~ Love.Hate.Regrets. This is one of the many things that repeats in teenage girl Sincere Porter's life. Everyone and everything that she loves in her life is slowly dying, and she seeks out to find out why. She moves to Woodland Oaks, a small town in Maine filled with mystery...
Call me a late bloomer.
Most kids go through this phase from 2-5
I'm 16 years old and I'm just now getting there.
A thank you poem for Justin Ng, a world class photographer...
First day of middle school. Think WWYD, What Would YOU Do.
Jackie Simons figures it out in First Day of School; My Way!
Short Story | Updated Jan 17, 2015 | Reads: 82 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The beauty in morning; it displays .... Also it has an message
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LET ME KISS MY WAY TO UR HEART
Poetry | Updated Dec 22, 2014 | Reads: 37 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Graded as presence you may make in this volume and the titles lots would endure in seeking makeup with every cost covered for a price. This is the signal layout in time and its measure. :)
Script | Updated Dec 16, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Miss Coco
A response to a question
This is a poem I wrote for the late Carl Sagan, a scientist, astronomer and so much more that I have much respect for. He was responsible for many space endeavors to include the pioneer plaque, voyager space probe and SETI to name just a few. I have read many of his books and find that he was a...
This is a poem about my first love. My first ever love for another human being beyond the type of love we have for our family, I mean passion and romance. It's a reminder to me that love comes and love goes, that all things must end. But it is also a reminder to me that I once experienced that...
Some people say I am mean, well I have news for you, its not me that's mean, its, well read on.
Author: Aatish Taseer
Length: 563 pages
Publisher: Pan Macmillan India
The Way Things Were (English) 1st Edition
When Skanda's father Toby dies, estranged from Skanda's mother and from the India he once loved, it falls to Skanda to return his body to his birthplace. This is...
When I was young, my dad taught me something special and something that kind of stuck with me for the rest of my life. Although money canâ€™t buy everything, having no money canâ€™t buy you anything. If I had to put it out straight, I am rich. I have two cars, one apartment and perhaps...