Writing

I hope there's a next life - chapter 2

A Chapter by lg

tough times, little reward

Invisible

A Story by rgupta

New School, Same Type of Jerks and a crush

Amelia & Sara

A Book by KinsleyM

A tale of Amelia and her so called brilliant plan to use her friend to get with her brother.

Prologue

A Chapter by KinsleyM

February 17th, 2011The familiar sounds of the orchestra pit filled the auditorium, the stage filled with students believing they would make it big som..

17

A Poem by maddymc

A very simplified version of my least favorite part of being 17.

Echoes from a life once lived

A Book by Lawruss

Ever thought that dreams were more than they seem? Well one high schoolers recurring nightmare about his death ends up turning his life upside down a..

Zerophilia

A Story by Shauni Frye

A kiss can be risky. Especially when your kiss can change someone in an instant. Zach has a special condition that makes his kiss powerful and he risk..

Fragments

A Book by God Speaking

What is the present but a sliver in time hoping to become a part of the past. - Jaylen Harper's life takes an unprecedented turn after a freak car acc..

What I Learned from High School

A Poem by Gabrielle-Tziphorah

This is the prologue to a poem book I'm working on about my first love/relationship.

2014: How we met

A Poem by Gabrielle-Tziphorah

This is based on my first month of high school. More specifically my first day of high school, which was the day I first met my ex-boyfriend and sexua..

Monkshood Eyes

A Poem by Gabrielle-Tziphorah

This poem was about the pinpointed moment I fell in love.

School girl crush

A Poem by Gabrielle-Tziphorah

This is about a memory of how I would always wait by the doors of my lunch block class, at the end of the class I would run to catch up to the boy I l..

The Hunt for Immunity

A Book by A.J.T

In an MMORPG created specifically for one high school, a contest is created, and the winner will be granted immortal status in the game with a prize o..

construction paper and gliter glue.

A Story by ky

The only difference between today and every other day she played, was when she looked over, she saw a boy standing in the doorway. Crying, clinging to..