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My RoomA Poem by Sonakshi AroraWelcome to the wild life safari... |
The Snowy HikeA Poem by G.W. Saitreuxentry into a ten-word contest |
Buds DiscoA Poem by Misterr RemeatJust a fictional yarn |
Valley PiratesA Story by Casey CanonWhat to write on National Talk Like a Pirate Day... |
Evicting the B***h UpstairsA Story by ChristinaLyonMemoirs of a nasty inner voice, and my last-ditch effort to kill it. |
tomorrowA Poem by Willie LoveA lighter take on a dark situation Written: February 1, 2018 |
To That One StudentA Poem by Dalton WagonerI wrote this for the people that have other students they really don't like |
Chapter 1 of The Day The Sun Changed ColorsA Chapter by Scott Talbot EvansLife in a perfect utopia can get pretty boring, when technology meets all human desires, and there are no more questions remaining to be answered. Bu.. |
Foxavier Loves PlinkaA Book by Scott Talbot EvansFoxavier Loves Plinka is the quirky story of a man battling OCD and isolation, going through a series of counseling programs, encountering zany charac.. |
My Teenage Son Isn't Potty TrainedA Poem by Randy JohnsonI have something to tell you and I'll be quite plain.I have a fifteen year old son who couldn't be potty trained.I tried to potty train him but I wasn.. |
LMFAO (A Memory)A Poem by poeticmcI picked her up from school in the rainShe was in the 1st gradeWe walked to our apartmentUnder the black umbrellaSurrounded by green terrain,Brick wal.. |
BaconA Poem by poeticmcI sizzle for youMy aromaThe allure of your behestInfiltrating your nostrilsMesmerizing your palateTo partake,The crispness of my bodyShakes upon your .. |
Chapter 1A Chapter by A.TarekIN front of a large -Strange- school, a 17 years old boy is standing-his messy black hair covering his eyes, he seems to be peacefully lone boy- .. |
Crazy BillA Story by Tim PeltonI was surveying mining claims in Utah when the Boss decided he could save money by hiring a pilot to fly us out to the field every day in a small airp.. |
Dem's SlavesA Story by Mark GeorgeWhat would you do if on your vacation you happened to run across some slaves...and a slave master...in a field...picking cotton? |