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Chapter 2 - Escape

Chapter 2 - Escape

A Chapter by Kaylee Mae


Hours pass before I regain the willpower to get back on my feet and escape this tiny shed. The alarms stopped at least an hour and a half ago, but..
Chapter 3 - Awake

Chapter 3 - Awake

A Chapter by Kaylee Mae


I groggily open my eyes as a putrid smell fills my nostrils. “Elle! You’re awake!” I blink a few times before the blurr..
LOST AT SEA

LOST AT SEA

A Poem by Sylvia Chika


Once on a missionWith a map and a visionBut now missingLife goes onThey sail onNo helpNo landNo foodSailing upon deep watersWatching the shark..
Caged

Caged

A Poem by Ash


Often the painful moments, are only a beginning of brighter days.
Beneath The Rubble

Beneath The Rubble

A Poem by Candid


Beneath The RubbleFrom the rubble Beneath the blocks of stone A little one was seenInnocent, cute, tender in years A kind hand pulled her out..
Taking Steps

Taking Steps

A Book by Curtis_Squirtis


A Fantasy/Fiction novel, following a group of survivors trying to make their way in a world that has been plunged into darkness and infested with Demo..
I'm Still Like The World Is!

I'm Still Like The World Is!

A Poem by Soha


Think again if you think cancer survivors and patients are different from us.....
UNSTOPPABLE

UNSTOPPABLE

A Poem by Aditi Nagvanshi


This is a common story, not new... Still I want to continue....
CONSEQUENCES

CONSEQUENCES

A Story by Moyo Esther


We are only three left in the world now...and this is why.
The World is Made

The World is Made

A Poem by AngelusParva


There's a world out there, and I never knew. That is was made for me, Someone so insignificant. I thought this world was for the thinkers and the doer..
Mending

Mending

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Mendingby Michael R. BurchI am besieged with kindnesses;sometimes I laugh,delighted for a moment,then resumethe more seemly occupation of my craft.I d..
Break Time

Break Time

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Break TimebyMichael R. Burchfor those who lost loved ones on 9-11Intrude upon my grief; sit; take a spotof milk to cloud the blackness that you feel;a..
Survivors

Survivors

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Survivorsby Michael R. Burchfor the victims and survivors of 9/11 and their familiesIn truth, we do not feel the horrorof the survivors,but what passe..
Penny Postcard, Wrong Address

Penny Postcard, Wrong Address

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Penny Postcard, Wrong Addressby Michael R. Burch(for the victims and survivors of the Holocaust)We saw their pictures:tortured out of our imaginations..
Would White Survive?

Would White Survive?

A Story by R J Fuller


If you were one of the truly fortunate, would you welcome being so? Would you believe yourself to be so?

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