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The Ghost of the DahliaA Poem by Nathan1289A killer who craves the spotlight, finds that guilt is attention he can't cope with. |
Sam, I am.A Poem by Nathan1289Will you enter into a game of risk? Win or Lose, the choice isn't always ours. |
The GhostA Story by Roger DentonA Short Story |
Six Word Stories: ThreeA Poem by KaraTragic beginning. Sweet love. Never ending. |
Six Word Stories: TwoA Poem by KaraAged company.Spiked drinks.Tarnished child. |
Six Word Stories: OneA Poem by KaraPathetic drinking.Lonely daughter.Love lost. |
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Six Word Stories: SixA Poem by KaraWritten by me and my boyfriend. |
Six Word Stories: FourA Poem by KaraWritten by me and my boyfriend |
These Walls, My WorldA Story by Cecilia JinEmbedded in the walls are my secrets and my wishes that come alive at night in my ever-changing dreams. |
~Peace~A Story by Mr.AllegoryShe opens her eyes unto a golden light; the warmth of it caressing her body gently yet fully as she takes in a lung full of fresh air. Where am I? S.. |
The Bridge of DreamsA Poem by Tate MorganA prayer for the soul of my granddaughters father. I pray his soul settled in his daughters heart. May he watch over her as we all wish we had done fo.. |
A ManA Poem by Tate MorganBearing for her life's burdens soothes the children of their tears Is the rock all others break upon leaves fond memories are his years |
The Haunted ShipA Story by EmilyThis is a story I wrote back in 6th grade. I was twelve years old at this time. |
PrologueA Chapter by ryssa-prologue-Nobody ever tells you how dangerous messing with them can be. They can erase you from the earth completely if they wanted to, and nobody wou.. |
Locket of HerA Story by The Cobra LoungeBehold a lovely man; burdened with her locket. It was a secret chamber, imprisoned with unfulfilled desires, holding filaments of his woman. An eyelas.. |
Prologue: ButterflyA Chapter by Rain (YouoweYoupay)It felt absurd and artificial, she had never prayed before. |
Innocent CharmA Chapter by Rain (YouoweYoupay)Eros was afraid, but her awaiting silence was more frightening. |
Intruder?A Poem by ❀ Gabriela Ϭ.."It was early in the morning, the sun had yet to rise- when there, out of my slumber, I shot up in surprise..." |
