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How I view teenagers are nowdays
tormented mind,mental health issues,fear of darkness
A poem about Indiana University and the jaded youth, the alcoholic brain sleep, the "Welcome Week" to start the year.
This story is of a girl who has never experienced love before. She dreams of what she wishes her life would be like, just like every other girl in the world. But what happens when her dreams begin to come true?
Novel | Updated Aug 31, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Danielle was a normal girl. She had a normal life, normal friends and a normal personality. That is until she finds herself surrounded by ghosts and her mother thinking she's a physco. Sent to The Aspen Centre for Troubled Teens, she meets a telepath, a mind reader, a person who's body...
I couldn't even for this into poetry. Deictaed to Amy; who broke up with me 5/6/10
A Poem I Wrote To This Song And For A Competition
A Story Of A Boy Who Is Put Into An Asylum.
The Humour Is Rather Rough.
If Anything Offends You, Don't Bother Commenting.
Don't Stereotype In Your Comments.
This Was Written By A Girl, Well Done Geniuses.
Angel Teroff has been sent to a summer camp by her mother, who thought hanging around the house and being with friends wasnâ€™t healthy.
A mix-up with the papers ends in Angel getting put with a cabin full of 16-year-old single boys, who are all unfairly good-looking. Although, it...
summarizing is so hard :(
Poetry | Updated Mar 29, 2010 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mistress Of Word Play
This is my entry for coolbadgirl's competition. I had to write a sonnet about death. My sonnet does not follow the conventional rhyming scheme. Let's face it there is nothing conventional about me! Hope you enjoy. Susan :)
By Jerri Kaplan
I am taking a picture every day this year. January 1, 2011 I will have accomplished my first book of photos!
By Francis Berryman
this poem is hard to describe, so i wont, except to say it concerns suicide.
Before I was able to look him in the eyes the barrel was shoved forcefully into my forehead.
Short Story | Updated Dec 2, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1