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Chapter 3A Chapter by darkkid1000Arrival at a new town. Something is wrong. |
Something's Wrong Up ThereA Screenplay by itsnotnaturalN/A |
Something About a Person with WingsA Book by TandomAngels choose to end their eternity with a one way trip through humanity as their end. Matt and friends discover a way to help humanity on their own t.. |
Chapter 1A Chapter by TandomCould you imagine tight pains in your back for ten straight hours, an hour break, and then have family time with that same pain? What about the sam.. |
Chapter 2A Chapter by TandomBy the time I got to the gym it was crowded with students. Lines leading up to coaches went from them to a random direction away. The girl walked o.. |
SomethingA Poem by MHBroken, alone, tired, Thrown away. Something like that? Broken by lies, Tired of silence. |
Chapter 3 Max's POVA Chapter by TandomBrendely is a nice girl. She has been telling me about her town. The only part that seems, abnormal, is their love for Satan. She lives an hour awa.. |
Chapter 5 Max's POV 2A Chapter by TandomI was sure now that Matt was trying to do the opposite of whatever I said. Telling him to leave you alone makes him do things with you. Don’t.. |
Chapter 4A Chapter by TandomI got home later today. Something was different about this scene from June. Two cars were parked and the lights were turned all the way on. Mom was.. |
Chapter 6A Chapter by TandomMy wings were struggling to keep me balanced. The girl I was holding up was the lightest one here, Christy, and she was up on my shoulders. All of .. |
Song Out of NothingA Poem by Michael StevensSomething out of nothing! |
Single black eyeA Poem by Mikael MalmbergEsoteric poem |
EverythingA Poem by Alice PoésyHeartbreak Records #4//nothing. |
my keys,A Poem by Modern MonkFull rivers on the empty tide of silence,Restless gohsts with slivers up the spine,All from the full trains of tought,Is where I yet need to catch the.. |
The Angel of DeathA Poem by けるし&..Just a little something I wrote. Been feeling a little down these past few days... |
In MistA Poem by Satish VermaThere was a scream, a howl. Something, somebody |