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Words, painted pretty. You see them, don't you? What is the meaning? Where is the rhyme? Well, it all fits and it all sits in the same stanza set apart by mere s p a c e s... - Poetry > Free VerseDo you sing? They ask us We skake our heads, In full knowledge Of the harmonies We can create....
- Poetry > Free VerseShe hides her face Behind shades of Brown REd Blonde. Shakes her head So curtains fall in place Finds a rhythm Looks around And writes it down...
- Poetry > Free VersePronounce me Dead. Pronounce her Broken. But those are not our Names. We are sisters, Forever we will remain. For I am Dead, and she, Broken. Lying in a pit of Confusion. We strain to see the sense Of life, of death, of everything In Between. She calls me Dead, I call her Broken, ...
- Poetry > Free VerseLunchtime, my story time, my fair and precious story time. Tales of magnificent heroes slaying the cruel cowboys with their loud, obnoxious guns. The girl with feathers in her hair saying she's an old soul. This wise girl, this fun girl- she told me stories of her lives. Of her brave husban...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionYou are driving a small, black, and shiny car down a nearly deserted street. You stop next to a tall, light yellow house on your right. You walk up to the door, which is stark white with a black handle and knocker. There is no doorbell nor a peephole. You touch the handle, and the door swings open ...
- Poetry > Free VerseHair up in a messy 'do Black and white eyeliner framing my light blue eyes- Who Am I? I am not the girl I once was- this place has tainted me. I hide behind the lines that have been carefully drawn across my face. My face, and these lines- these lines have become my mask. In the m...
- Poetry > Free VerseLook into my eyes and tell me the truth for once. No response? That is because you are just a simple little reflection on the bathroom mirror. You cannot speak, you have no voice of your own. But tell me, bright eyes, where have you gone? What happened to you? Where is your light? I know so...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionHe had to die. There was no way around it. I told him everything, and all I got was lies and deceit. I’m talking about my ex, Christian. He may not have looked like much, as lanky as he was, but that boy knew how to use the language. He could win an argument hands-down, or even curse you, and y...
- Poetry > Free Verse"I see you" my sister whispered in awe. I reached out to touch her- my hand went right through. I opened my mouth- but could not speak. Her eyes are like a doe's, she reaches out to me- I feel her hand- and disappear. Never to see a living soul again. "I'll ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI am your friend. Your loyal companion. The one who follows you everywhere you go. I sit outside the bathroom as you shower, outside the school when you study. My green eyes are always watching for you to make a move. I sit, right now, on the bookcase across from your bed in your room. You call me ...
- Poetry > Free VerseMy fortress is one of solitude, my structure made of sand. So that once i win, it crumbles in my hand. My wals are high, i cannot reach where my journey ends. For I won't be missed, cause I've barely began. i will not tear my tower down- this fortress built so high- cause I ...
- Poetry > Free VerseWhat a bird it is- that gravitates towards the sky through the clouds that cover the vast green hills- like hope in the darkest light that- through the gray mist, floating high above- it will find a home and though it may be raining- it will find a way to hope- what a bird it is that can f...
- Fiction > RomanceI take one step through the door. “Breath,” I tell myself. But the air inside that small room has made this small feat nearly impossible. “Rebecca,” I hear whispered. It’s all around me, consuming me slowly. This is not his plan, for sure. But here I am, wondering when this game will end....
- Poetry > Free VerseMe- Lost Drowned Soaked Broken Burned- It's all in the rain. Friends- Burned Lost Blown to bits Soaked Killed- It's all in the rain. Enemies, past and present- Killed Frozen Tossed Boiled Fried- It's all in the rain. Nerve- Fried Lost Broken Found Taken...
- Fiction > Romance“The stars are really bright tonight, buggy,” I said, and turned to face my best friend. “Ya, they are. Beautiful, isn’t it? You don’t see that in the city,” he replied. “It’s the light pollution,” I said, and saw him shake his head next to me, “What?” “So matter-of-fact. ...
- Fiction > Realistic Fiction“How can this day get any worse?” I asked the sky, which promptly began to lessen its down-pour. “Spoke too soon,” I muttered. I heard laughing from behind me. It was those girls. The same girls who almost trash-canned me earlier today. I walked faster until I could no longer hear their cont...
- Fiction > Realistic Fiction2005- Fourth grade. I was going to a new school. You know, one of the small schools where everybody knows everybody else, and newcomers are aliens from Pluto or something. I was in a new school because my family had moved, AGAIN. But instead of another apartment in the same school district, we moved...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThe bell rings for school to end. Soon, it’ll be my favorite time of the day: the few minutes before He's picked up by his dad. That's when we talk. He and I talk about the sky and whether there are clouds. We talk about music and movies I haven't seen. We talk about the people a...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionS.O.S. This is my cry for help. I’m knee-deep in think mud. I’m in big trouble. I can no longer be saved, but they can. I just need help- I’m up to my knees in trouble. I thought it would be a harmless joke, gesture, whatever. But look at me now- mud splattered on me like blood on a murderer. ...
