Tags : nostalgia

Infatuation

Infatuation

A Story by dancingsky


A game of 'He likes me, he likes me not,' in your head because you're above plucking petals
Do you think she remembers me?

Do you think she remembers me?

A Story by EQ


The eternal struggle, a haunting tune, the flickering of the thunder and the memories that flow like an untamed river. First attempt at writing onli..
No Artificial Flavors

No Artificial Flavors

A Story by YouoweYoupay


It was my fault.
Mom's Generosity

Mom's Generosity

A Story by Randy Johnson


DEDICATED TO AGNES MARIE JOHNSON WHO PASSED AWAY ON MARCH 6, 2013.
Nostalgia Drive

Nostalgia Drive

A Poem by Quill


The past collides with the present
And now...

And now...

A Poem by Chanel Lackaday


And now, I'm leavingTomorrow doesn't exist ; yesterday is goneI'm trying to refrain from cryingBut I must go, goodbye, now that all has been said and ..
11 Calendars

11 Calendars

A Poem by Olivia


When you move on, but still hold on.
Jazz

Jazz

A Poem by Jewel


Jazz takes you back to places you’ve never even been. Written while listening to Almost Blue-Chet Baker
Donkey Kong Country

Donkey Kong Country

A Story by Randy Johnson


After selling my Go-Kart, I bought Donkey Kong Country for the SNES twenty-five years ago tonight in 1994. I bought it at KB Toys and I remember buyin..
Phoenix

Phoenix

A Story by Randy Johnson


Something terrific happened 40 years ago. In 1980, a company called Centuri released an arcade game called 'Phoenix'. Phoenix was the very first video..
Wind and Rain

Wind and Rain

A Poem by Harold


Written on a typically dreary Easter Bank Holiday in Britain. I reminisce about the places where i would rather have been; the hauntingly austere, yet..
Home

Home

A Story by Trifolio


What does it mean when the world you know passed on into the past?
Calling Home

Calling Home

A Poem by Apollos


Follow link to the audio: https://www.facebook.com/100000904496551/posts/4054223274617782/?d=n
Dogs

Dogs

A Story by Donatien Moisdon


My mother did not like dogs. Really ?
Once upon a time

Once upon a time

A Story by Sharique Jamal


We are our own forerunners...past, present and future. Our memories makes us what we are and kindle our moments with nostalgia.
Back Then

Back Then

A Story by Paul Bauer


Summer days we played baseball on a vacant lot at a place called the Pickle Factory. None of us boys, neither our fathers nor our grandfathers, knew..