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Chapter 24A Chapter by GrungeFirePoetryNYXIAThere was a zombie sitting next to me. A living, breathing, human, with depression clouding his vibrant personality. Grief destroyed people like .. |
WretchedA Story by LadyehlancelotI want everyone to read and see if they can catch the theme of the story on one go, 'cause most of the people in my class couldn't. |
Braid like a RavenA Story by LadyehlancelotI felt a gust of cold air nip on my face as it shrouded my vision in a thick white veil. When the smog was beginning to clear out, I started see.. |
Half Moon LuteA Story by yuhee'Thou seek me not in the land of white, yet love bind us tightly that thee noticed me not.' |
The Night AirA Story by Tom AubinEverybody once thought "There is something about the night air..." And if they did not, it's only a matter of time. |
Background SmilesA Story by Kiki-KA short story inspired by a writing prompt from Max Kirin. |
That Slow-Dance in NovemberA Poem by Dalton WagonerA poem based on a true event :-) |
The Greatness of JesusA Poem by Dalton WagonerDo you think you have it rough? Watch as your closest friends deny you Only to get you arrested Notice all of your people curse your name As they .. |
At the Bottom of the Liquor BottleA Poem by Dalton WagonerAt the bottom of the Liquor Bottle I saw I was out again I am on my third bottle And not a penny to my name I was trying to get drunk enough To a.. |
The broken manA Story by TheunknownWriterThis is a story of a broken manThe man has no broken bones or a broken heart What the man got is a broken brain.A brain so broken it keeps giving him .. |
Chapter 25A Chapter by GrungeFirePoetrySHARLENE"I'm surprised you came to me for this." Javier Sante, an old acquaintance of mine and an old boyfriend from my...promiscuous years as well co.. |
WretchedA Story by Faiza IqbalIt was regular sized. Not too big, not too small. Just the one I preferred. Tiny white crystals, glistening in the thick caramel syrup, floated .. |
Braid like a RavenA Story by Faiza IqbalI felt a gust of cold air nip on my face as it shrouded my vision in a thick white veil. When the smog was beginning to clear out, I started see.. |