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The Silent Drops of Red ...A Book by Roy |
The Enemy is YouA Poem by JacquelineMorbid love story |
I was seven once. I was never seven..A Book by Dylan JamesThis is just an idea. It's not finished and I'm posting it as I write it. Expect it to take a while. |
Grandmother SectionA Story by *^*my*beautiful*zelda*lov..After the passing of a most valuable family member, the house would be cleared of her belongings. The only thing that caught my eye once I arriving at her once inhabited home was the things she kept s.. |
Chapter 1A Chapter by Dylan JamesThis is the core idea. The plot is still in the works and this chapter will probably change. . . I just wanted to see if anyone would like this. |
MiladyA Story by Meaghan MMilady stood at the edge of the cliff, casting her gaze towards the sea. A full moon rose over the horizon, bringing with it the music of the night. I remained silent as milady watched the sea with te.. |
OctoberA Story by Meaghan MOctober is a deceptive month, flaunting its vibrant colors and smells while masking the death-like slumber it brings upon the earth. Leaves hide their green bodies with shaded masks of browns, oranges.. |
Married PerfectlyA Story by peekinzekeA young man finds unexpected love at a local cafe. |
A New FriendA Story by peekinzekeAfter suffering from a traumatic experience, an old man lives out his days alone on an island but eventually finds solace in the company of an unlikely companion. |
Carmen D'EcatristaA Story by Meaghan MSome stories are supposed to be forgotten. This is not one of those stories. This story was never supposed to exist. Her story was supposed to have been erased from history. All that is left are bits.. |
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Immoral Part IA Poem by RachelahBending under promises never meant to be carried out, seduction leading to sin and immorality. The effects of such dark pleasures, the destruction at the end. |
The TeacherA Poem by Claudia MelGregorySurvival |
[untitled]A Story by Sara Jeanjust another start to the day in the life of a mom |
XI. On The RunA Chapter by Nuits MacabresThe anxiety in me seemed to heighten my senses Another howl sounded in the distance, answered by one in a different direction but still far away. What I didnt hear, however,.. |
BecauseA Poem by Janyce Helen Van EsIt isn't because you pawned my most valued possessions That I don't buy you anything to call your own It isn't because you binged on alcohol when I was sick That I never call you a doctor It i.. |
A Penny DroppedA Story by Janyce Helen Van EsThe drug dealer meticulously counted out the price of a bag of crack cocaine. “Ha ha,” he laughed, “You miscounted by one cent.” Melba remembered her calculation in the .. |
'Tis The Month After ChristmasA Poem by Janyce Helen Van Es‘Tis the month after Christmas We’re both unemployed Got laid off the jobs Neither one of us enjoyed The food bill we made Although we aren’t eating I freaked when I weighed .. |
Idiot SavantA Story by Janyce Helen Van EsAlvin hammered out the triplets and the sixteenth notes of Chopin’s Prelude Op 28 No 9 with precision on the grand piano while his mother, Sylvia, meticulously arranged his latest artwork on eas.. |
Shooting PotA Story by Janyce Helen Van EsThis happened in Hollywood, California in 1968 |