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By Hell R
Where had she gone? There was nowhere for her to run. How had I lost a girl who'd just been hit by my car?
By Jeff Bezaire
He wakes up in an alley naked and confused, no memory, and a group of hunters eager to catch him . . .
(Something that has been cooking in my head for almost six years now, and I finally figured out how to narrate it.)
(Don't know when Part 2 will ever be written.)
By Michael Austin Elliott
A little girl named Lily meets her hero--a notorious serial killer.
Strange journey through one snowy and cold winter night
By Angie Blake
A small boy comes up to Amy's door. Says he's cold and please come inside. What would you do?
Never let being lost take the fun out of not knowing where you are!
The hike is called a nocturnal because you do it in pitch blackness. It was an amazing experience which I highly recommend! This poem is also a sort of spin off my Lost (which is also on his site) in a more positive...
It was 1am so I wrote about a mentally unstable girl who got lost in the forest and...well...
By Liam Strong
Another poetry marathon entry, and I never thought this one was going to survive. If you can think of a title more befitting, by all means, share it! This is only a temporary one. Thanks, chaps!
â€‹Children are dying. They vanish from their garden, from the school playground, or from the local park and appear days later in Neston Woods, near Shaw and Whitley, as mangled, half eaten corpses. Rumors of a vicious black dog roaming the streets of Shaw and Whitley at night strike fear...
By Arturon Gillespie
If you go down to the woods today, you'll get such a big surprise.
Poetry | Updated May 21, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Arturon Gillespie
To be an Elf you have to be tough
Poetry | Updated May 19, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Bhavya Sinha
Okay,this is a weird entry for Brave Owl's contest.I had written this poem when I was in my 7th grade and I just thought of editing it,adding a few paragraphs and here it is..a product of my bizarre imaginations when I was little kid..hope you guys like it..eNjOY:)
This is the story of an incredicble man Richard Proenneke and how he, like my Grandfather transformed me into not only a man, but a good man. This is mainly the story of Richard Proenneke and his life at Twin Lakes.
By Carter Block
An article providing information on all aspects of fire-building.
By Marcion Guinda
Two teenagers vanish without a trace in the forest surrounding the small coastal town of White Sands, North Carolina. 17-year-old Nick Donati, a friend of the missing, and his best friend Anna, set out to find the teens when the police and townspeople seem to have given up searching. The missing...