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• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Road to Nowhere

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL

  The thud of my sneakers softly hit the concrete of the sidewalk as I counted in my head. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . breathe. Sweat trickled down the side of my face. Thud . . . count . . . breathe . . . trickle. This was my pattern, my way of escaping this tragic world that I live in. Thud . . ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Back to Reality

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL

  I went outside today, Felt the sandy attempt at growing grass, Felt my toes being baked by the unrelenting sun. Saw the branches of a tree move in the breeze, Saw my wavy reflection in a puddle. Heard birds chirping, Heard the sound of children laughing. Smelled the salty breeze, Smelled my ...
• Fiction > Romance
  "I do,"

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL

  Cassidy heard her phone buzz, in instinct she ignored it. It was probably her mom, using her new texting lingo again, something silly most likely. Her phone buzzed once again, she knew it wasn’t her mom; she couldn’t crank out two texts in a row like that. Cassidy finally reached for her phone a...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Cold Concrete and Ripped up Pillows

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL

  Houses a privilege for some, Others flaunted them like they didn’t care, They had them their whole life, Everything they owned was handed to them, People say that the hobos that lived in boxes along the street were mean, All that the hobos wanted was a little bit of love and compassion, The...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Beauty is Life

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL

  Some say beauty is in the eyes of a beholder, But you don’t know beauty until it’s too late. It’s like trying to capture a sunset As the sun is slipping away, Now it’s too late. As the world slowly rotates, The entire ocean grasps its life, Wanting to hold on a little more tightly. ...
• Fiction > Romance
  Leah, I Love You

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL

  Leah, I love you. She was just a normal girl, everything about her was normal. She hated the word normal, she hated everything about it. Normal just oozed boring. Maybe that’s what people thought when they thought of her, normal- just normal. With her straightened hair, Abercrombie jeans, schoo...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Twister

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL

  It was a cold December night, everything was quiet. Marie was re-thinking everything that happened in Kindergarten 5 years ago. Today was just one of those days that she remembered everything, or so it seemed. She was a kind of weirdo, and didn’t have many friends. She remembered stuff very easily...
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  Paths..

  

  By Webberalt, Tyndall AFB, FL