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By Charmain Kaye
Rebecca, an Amish girl was born with a love and natural ability to know horses. She was the happiest when she was riding Bonnie. Rebecca wouldn't have known anything different if it wouldn't have been for Jenny Longfellow, a Dressage Trainer. Ride with Rebecca to a world that speaks her own...
Short Story | Updated Feb 28, 2015 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
People are supposed to stay dead...
Short Story | Updated Feb 28, 2015 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Ted Gerard
Vampires, Werewolves, Zombies and Fairies...Oh My.
Story of a girl growing up in a small southern town and her struggle with love.
Book | Updated Feb 26, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
Welcome to Echo Rock is a Gothic tale with a Steam Punk twist set in the dark world where Vampires, Werewolves, Zombies, Fairies and Mages fight for the purity of their clans and seek dominon of the entire world.
I found this poem written in the back of one of my college blue books (matter of fact it was my history final!).
The poem uses characters from Jenna Solitaire's Daughter of Destiny series...which I read in high school. Guess it popped in my head randomly! But anyways it's supposed to be sort of...
By Ted Gerard
Sometimes the only way to find peace is to let it all go.
explanation as to my actions and my thoughts on society and stuff of the like
This is the first ever poem written by me. It's about the importance of time and how one should live their life to the fullest. Carpe Diem, a Latin phrase which translates into seize the day. One should be contented with themselves on every walks of life, because death can come on knocking any time.
By Matthew Bissonnette
A work of non fiction under my pen name William Pierce about five brothers and manhood.
By Dj Kilz
A memory of a youthful brother.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 14, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Never give in, never give up, for your dreams are just figments of reality that if you work hard enough to earn, to achieve glory, wait in open arms for you, don't think just do just remember to be you because in the end when all else is lost you only have your self to be friends with.
A little something I wrote after a little girl waved to me from a passing car. It really made me think how I felt wasn't how she saw me. It put a lot of things in perspective and made me re-evaluate how I think about life.
Poetry | Updated Dec 29, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Blake Andrews has known nothing but suffering for seventeen years. As a result, she's broken, inside and out. She harbors every single misdeed done to her and the secrets of her past begin to unravel and destroy her. She pulls an unsuspecting stranger into the fray, with disastrous results.
By Anna Grettle
The thoughts of a young girl at her best friend's funeral.