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- Nonfiction > Personal Experience
Bullying stems from the idea that everyone has to be “perfect”. “Perfect” being the best possible combination of passiveness and assertiveness, plenty of talents, and a gorgeous face and body. If you don't fit this ideal, you are penalized. People can be teased, excluded, or even “bef... - Poetry > LimerickThe white water under the bridge As I look down from a mountain ridge Doesn't bother me a bit From the what I see where I sit The coldness of the water chills The warmest ones who seek a thrill And so they jump to the water under the bridge As I look down from my mountain ridge...
- Poetry > LimerickWhere do things go When they're gone forever? Where do things go When there's cold weather? Where do things go If they want to hide? What are they thinking Deep inside? Where do things go When they're no longer wanted? Where do things go When their memories are haunted?...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionMy breath fogged up the glass of the passenger seat window in my brother’s green Chevy. I made a smiley face in the fog before it quickly faded. I slumped lower in my seat, tired of the once cool, new car already. It didn’t have that new car smell, mostly because it wasn’t new, it was used,...
- Poetry > LimerickAm I real? I have skin and bones But real things Can be sticks and stones Am I real? I'm not tethered to a pole Yet real things Might not have a soul Am I real? With my hair and my eyes Is someone who's real Measured by size? Am I real? I've concluded I'm not ...
- Poetry > LimerickHow do you see Through timeless glass The ones who haven't arrived And those who came to pass Age is but a number With no patterns or rhymes In order to measure The passing of time The timeless glass That no one can love Only you, the ghost That stares from above Shattered and...
- Poetry > Free VerseHow many times Could you possibly live a Lie Before you break? Who could save you from Yourself When you're the only one there And no one else Cares? When is enough enough? When is it time To give up the Game And move on to what is Real? Is there any point When life ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI've come from foreign lands I've come from distant sands With no poppies or posies Or blankets, warm and cozy I've come from donkeys and mules And no real teachers in schools Just preachers and nuns And men with guns...
- Poetry > Free VerseI'm not perfect If I could walk around in flip flops all day Read amazing books all night Do a pirouette into a no handed cartwheel And always wear my hair in a ponytail I would Now is the time for singing in the shower Eating without counting calories Dancing around your room And n...
