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The high pitched two tone bell echoed three times through the tunnels, half muffled by the five o’clock morning rush of clicking heels, ringing cell phones and the slurping of coffee. Small gaggles of multi-cultured Torontonians gathered at the edge of the platform, just at the borderline of the y... - Poetry > Free VersePeace is but a five letter word To just say it is merely absurd You see it has to have a meaning So open all your eyes and stop dreaming! P. is for P.r.O.s.P.e.R.iT.y. E. is for E.v.E.r.Y.o.N.e. A. is for A.m.I.a.B.l.E. C. is for C.o.U.r.A.g.E E. is for E.q.U.i.T.a.B.l.E...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceIt can wash away regrets. It can heal a broken heart. It can blur the viciousness of reality. It can also destroy a friendship, a relationship and burn all your bridges in seconds. Striving as a writer to paint the perfect picture in my reader’s mind, I would wonder what it felt to be under the in...
- Hot Topics > What MattersI can smell the mould that grows in between each and every synthetic fibre that I am sitting on. Everyone is sitting on it, they just don’t realize it. Every surface that is accessible to hands is covered with millions and millions of microscopic organisms. The very air that I inhale is putrid wit...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionWhere has Clemency got to now? Daddy’s voice was all I heard in the cold dark silence of the basement. I stood there, for a while, peeking behind the wall to gaze at the yellowed bed sheet that covered the grand piano Mommy used to play. I finally heard Daddy’s footsteps along with his angry tho...
- Fiction > All FictionThere’s a small window in the showroom that lets me see the smooth winding street that leads off to the Unknown Place. Sometimes, it rains, showers and pours onto this street and that is when I know no one will come. Other times, I can see the colourful children of the trees dance around in the ed...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyIt's cold as she awakes, hugged by the arms of a powdery white blanket. Snow. Calming and steady breaths escape her lungs into the crisp air that fills her. She slowly sits up, not a thought in her head. Her eyes wander, dancing around, observing. Gnarled old trees stand dormant, whispering sof...
- Poetry > Free VerseI told you that I loved you one day and you caught me with another girl. I’ll travel back in time to make sure it wasn’t in your room. She told her parents she hated them and they disowned her. She’ll travel back in time to make sure she holds her tongue that time. You didn’t do ...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe girl who travels like a ghost Not a word, not a sound, not a breath Though in her head she is Simply screaming silent thoughts...
- Poetry > All PoetryI stand upon this two way street Neath the daystar’s silvery veil A mere ghostly fixture seat Bloomed florets turning pale I stand upon this two way street Bodies sheltered from the rain Under umbrellas they retreat Drip drop sounds in the drain I stand upon this two way street People...
- Poetry > SonnetI don’t know what you were thinking that night I couldn’t see what you held in your hands I thought I had fixed all your wrongs to right There’s only so much that I can withstand Just a swig of the bottle to your lip Giving the sickly sweet taste of poison With each gulp shattered thi...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionDogs barked at the excitement as I passed each of their cages. The place smelled of kibble and smelly dogs but I was used to it now. I unlocked one lucky one, free to go to a new and better place with a loving family. I sighed as I took the leash from the owner and attached it to Riley’s collar....
- Opinion > Points of ViewAll the reactions my twin sister and I have gotten in the past still carry on today. Friends are so amazed about the fact that we are twins. What’s the big deal? Although we are fraternal and not identical twins, teachers still get mixed up between us even though I follow different classes than my...
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