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RunningA Story by AlexMichael98This was one of the first stories I wrote and I keep it because it was pretty good compared to my other stories. It is very short, and poorly written.. |
Great Writing = The Perfect Combination of Imagina..A Story by AliceCalchTips for word inspiration and expanding your outlook. |
ch 6A Chapter by bmessch6 When I woke up the next morning I had my maids dress me in a rich eggplant color dress with gold accents on the sleeves that covered my arms. T.. |
It's my time nowA Poem by pixie_duststaying true to myself |
Wicked WitchA Poem by The Things She NotedThe little witch down the streetIn her little black houseWith her little black catWas watering the blue of her hydrangea that grow slow in her front y.. |
Squeak SqueakA Poem by The Things She NotedShe sat in her boudoirApplying her faceRouge lips and buttery eyesPink cream soaking her skinI watched from the doorwayMother always said I was too qu.. |
Simple SummerA Poem by The Things She NotedRunning across the streetBusied with carsDriven by the boys who honk your wayImpatient in movingImpatient in growing upLaughing as you run with your f.. |
LostA Story by AnthonytosaA troubled teen attempts to figure out life the hard way. No mentors, no guides, no morals... |
Shadow People.A Story by MikeReminiscing on the past. |
The BeckoningA Poem by MelissaAndresPoem about tarot cards and a woman who reads them. Disclaimer: I do not believe in this, its just a silly little poem. |
El BurroA Poem by Jonathan WEl Burro, Vintage 2013. Spain. |
If I GoA Poem by The Things She NotedAnd if I goBefore you believed was my timeFind peaceAnd understandingIn my consciousness of what it meant to be aliveAnd though I lived a lifeWhere su.. |
On the web - A place for equally enjoyment and mon..A Story by tinofex“On the web or gambling” are the words that remind you of Las Vegas and their magnificent type of playing the games. |
Heavy HeavingA Poem by The Things She NotedI wrote this after my dear uncle had passed, whom I will miss forever - holding him close. |
IA Chapter by Audric Well"Happy shall he be that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones,"Psalms 137:9IThe screams had stopped once my dull blade touched her nec.. |
The RoomA Story by K-O-II like to practice a style of writing I call Room writing, (this story just so happens to be called "The Room") It puts the reader right in the middle.. |
WORD CRUMBSA Poem by M.Babu"Tastiest crumbs, ever" |