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  Human

  

  By Hobbles, Merritt, Canada

  we are fighting and cursing, hurting and yelling. we are forgetful and judgemental we are nasty and vile. we are mixed up and lost, angry and accusing. we forget about God and make our own way we are mean and unclean. we are human....
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  I'm Still Here (Finished)

  

  By Hobbles, Merritt, Canada

  The tears fall savagely from my face as they lower his small coffin into the ground. Then like a whisper in the wind I here, "I'm still here". I look around me, but the only people there are my family and they are crying as well. I re-focus on the tragedy in front of me and hug my mom...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  I'm Still Here

  

  By Hobbles, Merritt, Canada

  The tears fall savagely from my face as they lower his small coffin into the ground. Then like a whisper I here, "I'm still here". I look around me, but the only people there are my family and they are crying as well. I re-focus on the tragedy in front of me and hug my mom. My eye...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Beehives, Charity Dinners and Meatloaf

  

  By Hobbles, Merritt, Canada

  Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Yawn! I guess it’s time to wake up. Switching off my alarm clock (that sounds like a child screaming in my ear), I roll right over the edge of the bed. And once again I’m glad for the “catching nest” I’ve built out of body pillows, comforters, ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Without You

  

  By Hobbles, Merritt, Canada

  Without you I'm scared. Without you I feel bare. Without you there are tears. And without you there's always fears. Sometimes I ache, And sometimes I just want a break. Without you I am weak, like I've gone beyond the peak. Without you I just want to cry, and I always have sa...