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By Warrior Of Chi
What would you do, if a friend from the future came back in time to tell you that you were going to die? What would you do if this friend you have never met told you that the man you love was going to cause that death? What would you do if they asked you to kill that man?
Would you kill...
By Smiley Sophia
10 years ago, Cassidy Chambers' 3 year old daughter April was kidnapped. Now, at age 30 she thinks that she's found her.
Okay, here's the deal; I wrote this story (entitled "Spooky Toes"...I do not know why) when I was about seven, and back then, I considered it to be both funny and scary. I only recently found it, and realised it is about as funny as World War Two and as scary as a carrot i.e. absolutely useless....
A brief summer romance with a modern Huck Finn
By Sean Cleland
This is a poem about loss and the subsequent shift in one's reality.
A girl's abuser still haunts her even though he's dead.
Poetry | Updated Aug 31, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Dark Skylight
something weird..I don't know about what is it suppose to be,lol... :/
By Alex Has Green Skinny Jeans
Alex is a sophomore in High School. Her parents are divorced. So they separated the kids. Alex went with her mom and Ricky with there Dad. Last time they saw each other was 8 years ago.
Now Alex is moving in with her brother and dad, in Los Angeles California.
A man sees an upset boy with a red umbrella, but leaves him, and years later feels guilty at not handling the opportunity and helping him. Corny.
Everthing and anything that spews out my mouth
This is a poem on how the Winter Queen may feel. As well as my entry for Sungemini15 poetry challenge
By Songs Never Written
Depression. Anger. Confusion. Hate. All these things he made me feel, but he also made me feel something else...the true feeling that conquers all ;)
Note: This story was written when I was age 12-13 in the 6th to 7th grade, try not to be TOO critical haha.
Eight year old Rae Drayer has lived her short life in confusion. She has no answers to her endless stream of questions. Who is her father? Why does her mother constantly force them to...
feeling bad and missing the one you love on new years day
Poetry | Updated May 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0