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And every single time I look in your eyes I know, I realize I feel the sensation in my knees It’s not as sweet as saying please I just want you to do one thing Love me, truly, madly, deeply... - Nonfiction > MemoirI am here. I may be consumed by newfound college life, social networking sites, and infatuation, but Elizabeth (Liz, Lizzy, and "Esai" to my mother), is here. She is on earth, her homeland. Her mind might be elsewhere on a daily basis, but she is here. Here is present in your life, somewh...
- Poetry > Free VerseIt's been a whole seven days Since the boy who belonged on Broadway left us in pieces I seek my comfort food Reese's I listen to ol' Never Shout Never And I've never been better Hearing Christofer Drew sing I love you Wes. Westofer. Westofer Drew. I will miss you....
- Hot Topics > All Hot TopicsIf I were thrown into an arena to fight to the death to feed my family, I'd probably be one of the first ten dead. I know a thing or two about packing a punch, but when it comes down to it, I cannot kill another human being. However, I am pretty persuasive. I would command a rebellion amongst t...
- Poetry > Free VerseMy bare feet are caressed by the soft wind of spring. My hair, wound loosely in a messy ponytail, does not mind. My denim Old Navy shorts are glad to have been resurrected out of my drawer. I said goodbye for now to my winter coat. The noise of the cars on the highway ...
- Fiction > All Fiction(LOCKER BUDDIES is a humorous play featuring a conversation between two high school seniors.) (EVANGELINE is at her locker, just standing with its door open, until ANTHONY enters.) EVANGELINE: Hey, Anthony. ANTHONY: Hey. (Unlocks locker.) EVANGELINE: How was your weekend? ANTHONY: It ...
- Fiction > Realistic Fiction“LOVING CUP” played for the umpteenth time on Gunther’s iPod as he jogged his usual early morning route around his neighborhood in the Gold Coast. The sky was a vibrant mix of pink and orange, and Gunther could not help but become completely absorbed in the sunrise’s beauty. The car making a...
- Nonfiction > MemoirCartoons are a childhood staple. They can keep any kid glued to the television. There were talking dogs, flying squirrels, and crime-fighting babies—also known as the Rugrats. Rugrats was my favorite T.V. show when I was younger. Unlike most little girls, I did not imagine myself as a princess. ...
- Hot Topics > What MattersHey, you! Yeah, I'm talking to you. Quit ignoring me. Don't just yawn and turn away. Stop criticizing me with your eyes. I need attention, you know. You can't just NOT look at me. It's impossible. Sure, you have a pimple on your forehead. But, who doesn't get those? Anywa...
- Poetry > Free VerseBlah blah blah. You're yelling at me, again. I'm not listening, again. Your face is all contorted. I am dying to leave. You're spitting in my face. I want to spit in yours. You have yet to realize I'm not listeing. I never do. You're still yelling. The music...
- Hot Topics > What MattersThere's over one thousand words in the dictionary, and a majority of people, mostly in high school, use "gay" and "retarded." And, they also say "like" at least twice in each sentence. That is very sad. There are so many exciting words out there! Instead of using &...
- Poetry > Free VerseDonny and Trevor May you overcome any endeavors And live to see forever I know it’s hard to become a man I don’t have the upper hand But this is where I stand Whatever makes you happy is cool (I know it’s not school And its asinine rules) You should know Equality is a rainbow It’s...
- Poetry > Free VerseRevelry begins People dance and sing Children laugh and play All night and day Drinks are poured Newborns are adored Games are played Pretty lights are displayed Music is blared During musical chairs Teens forget angst Remember to give thanks Shoulders no longer carry Bad thoughts are b...
- Poetry > Free VerseI am a man. You cannot break my stance. I got swagger. Don't touch--my dagger. I really love women. What am I in? You guys are crazy? No, I think you're just lazy. Stand up for yourself! This place is utter hell! Miss Hatchet is full of it. Chief! Help me! I cannot fight ...
- Poetry > All PoetryI, too, sing America. I am the passionate writer. I will take you on adventures to a world that exists only through the words that roll off my fingers. You will be captivated. Tomorrow, I will be a bestselling author. I will create the scripts for your favorite novels, plays and movies. The...
- Opinion > Entertainment / CelebritiesYou guys! We must show our true colors. We must take over the entertainment industry. These new singers have horrid lyrcis, yet they are making millions of dollars. WHY? We have the talent and the passion to strive, so I say we do it. . ....
- Poetry > Song Lyricsboy hey yellow hay sunny day Sun flowers rain showers tall towers peace skinned knees elbow grease honey dew me and you candy, too [chorus:] People of the world I'm talking to every boy and girl watch me twirl hear me sing this song I wrote for you all along forget e...
- Poetry > Free VerseMaking my way to class, When I see him, I feel like an ass. I feel grim. With just one look, Someone shot me with a bow, And my breath he took. No one treats me the way he used to. I did not try to woo. “I love you,” I said, There was no “I love you, too” Now I feel dead. I ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI found the reason I love you Just keep doing what you do You can’t tell a lie You’re not afraid to cry You have the funniest laugh You let me keep your favorite hat You saved me from the rain Helped me release my pain O, the memories Of you and me Are so beautiful I am so grateful ...
- Poetry > Song LyricsDon’t hurt yourself Don’t put me through hell You’re the best Kind of woman: smart and gorgeous Meet me on the boardwalk We can eat ice-cream and talk Forget everything And lean on me Don’t hurt yourself Don’t put me through hell You’re the best Kind of woman: beautiful good...
- Poetry > Free VerseThere is a place Where the children play And everything’s okay. There is a place Where the wind softly blows And everyone’s smile glows. There is a place Where there is no sadness, Only peace and happiness. There is a place Where there is always joy And the girls laugh with the ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionMegan loves snow. Her older sister, Kaitlyn, does not. “It’s too cold and wet,” Kaitlyn told Megan. In an effort to change Kaitlyn’s mind, Megan waits until the snow is thicker and icier to execute her plan. “What are you doing?” Kaitlyn asks Megan, who is sitting by the window, watching...
- Poetry > Free VerseI wrap myself in an imaginary caul, pretend it is an iron shield. I grab my red hat and baseball to play with the kids in the field. I accept my being a bananafish. As opposed to being sad, I'm happy. Perpetual happiness is what I wish. I still think it is a possibility. One of the chil...
- Poetry > Song LyricsDon’t be A phony Meet a body So you won’t be lonely Or depressed Or stressed [chorus:] Don’t make excuses They are useless who cares if it's cold outside Move on if somebody died When you have everything you need You will succeed Grab your red hunting hat and run You mu...
- Hot Topics > Pride & PrejudiceHumans are very complicated. I hate when a gay person is walking down a hallway or a street, and some fool dares to say, "homo," at them. The person obviously knows he or she is gay. The idiot that scoffs, "homo," is just wasting breath. "Gay" actually means &quo...
