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STRANGERSA Poem by Sylvia ChikaWhen?When did we throw caution to the wind?Living life with no careUnconcerned about the distance between usThe silenceThose conversations that sh.. |
Fragile: Handle with CareA Poem by dillonjensenYou can order my book at https://www.amazon.com/Fragile-Handle-Dillon-L-Jensen/dp/0692940731/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&qid=1510345667&sr=8-9&keywords=fragile.. |
My Last K2 TripA Story by Space EnemaThe day was dull, spent on mundane things like paying bills and going to appointments. I was not in the mood to return to an empty house, but .. |
Bonfire HolidayA Story by Debbie BarryA group of teens have a bonfire camp-out to celebrate the Fifth of November. |
The LonelyA Poem by LeighWe are the lonely and together we stand We crowd the streets, we are all around We are the lonely and do not know how To talk to each other, our mi.. |
You Stand With MeA Poem by Spencer BarkerTime passes,you and I last.Darkness descends,hence light transcends.Every time,a single instance,is not one with arising distance.You and me brother.R.. |
Let's be FriendsA Story by SuyodhanaA Very Short Story on Love |
When we first metA Poem by Secret DreamerIt's my first post hope you like it, it's short just so you know. |
Tipping the TankA Story by Debbie BarryA group of teenage Air Cadets have an adventure at summer camp. Fiction, based on actual events. |
I was toldA Poem by Piersonthe purpose of life is toloveandgrow.As we get older,friends change.We lead different lives,value different thingsand are less inclinedto compromise.Y.. |
#2 Told you so.A Chapter by Hobii knew it. You told me i was wrong. you told me you were different. I’m not stupid. i know how people work. i fed into your words. i allowed mys.. |
Friends..A Poem by JanewatersYou said, “people don’t understand our friendship and how men & women can just be friends.”Except, last night when we were in a .. |
My 'Friend' Cont'dA Story by DarlingDarjeelingPart 2 |
I ForgetA Poem by CrimsonHintsI forget about the stars we saw in the fields of Indiana,And our golden laughter bellowing from inside our chests.I don’t remember our nights in.. |
Grand Republic ConferenceA Story by Debbie Barrya group of teens get into a LOT of trouble at a state conference. Fair warning: this one's a little longer than most, but it hadto be a single story... |