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  Run Lola Run

  

  By wordlover27, Vancouver, Canada

  Any amazing roller coaster has some fantastical elements: a heart racing soundtrack, a colourful spectrum of special effects, and, of course, an intensely varied railroad track that leaves its riders feeling breathlessly exhilarated. The cinematic equivalent of said coaster would have to be the Ge...
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  Paris Je T'aime

  

  By wordlover27, Vancouver, Canada

  The cobblestone streets and fluorescent sky lights of Paris evoke sighs of longing from almost anyone. Known as a popular tourist destination as well as the city of love, Paris is on the travel wish lists of thousands of people around the world. The tasteful film Paris, Je T'aime captures th...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  My Obsession

  

  By wordlover27, Vancouver, Canada

  “Do you want to watch a movie with us over the weekend?” This inevitable question is always asked by either my friends or family. Despite my longing to join them in an afternoon of bonding time, one persistent thought is always at the back of my mind: homework. I have to finish my homewor...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Sing Me a Lullaby

  

  By wordlover27, Vancouver, Canada

  The supposedly comfortable chair that Ellen Burns was sitting on was making her fidget. Models flashed their perfect smiles from the magazine covers stacked in front of her. She looked away, unnerved by their glamor. A paper coffee cup was next to it, stained a putrefying muddy brown after being ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Still a Child

  

  By wordlover27, Vancouver, Canada

  “Kill him!” you scream at me. I shoot without hesitation. I need to see blood. But... Killing people is wrong. My mind says to me. As I shoot again and again Seeing butterflies blossom on their chests. “Cut off his arm!” you tell me. I swing the machete And in one swift stroke ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Helpless Eyes

  

  By wordlover27, Vancouver, Canada

  It's September- the beginning of a new school year. I enter the classroom with a feeling of hope rising my chest. I'm excited about a brand new year, a fresh start. I spy my friends huddled in the corner and make my way towards them. Alicia is talking about her summer trip to France. I j...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Dance

  

  By wordlover27, Burnaby, Canada

  I always watched my parents dance. I can barely remember a time When My mother, Fluid and graceful, Would caress my father's cheek in her hand. My father Would embrace her And with strong, steady footsteps Guide her across the dance floor Of life. He would spin her 'round and 'round She...
• Reviews > Book Reviews
  The Road of Lost Innocence by Somaly Mam

  

  By wordlover27, Burnaby, Canada

  “I dedicate this book to the thousands of little girls who are sold into prostitution every year.” – Somaly Mam Human trafficking is not an easy topic to address. People are definitely aware it exists, but it isn't publicized the way poverty and drug abuse are. But Somaly Mam not onl...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Superstar

  

  By wordlover27, Burnaby, Canada

  She's an invisible girl. A plain Jane. Nobody takes notice Of her. She has friends But they’re loud and outgoing Loved by all Not a bit like her. She stands in the background Silently supportive A listener in every conversation A shoulder to cry on That’s her. But she so...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  Whys and What Ifs

  

  By wordlover27, Hong Kong, Hong Kong

  December 14, 2000 “Happy Birthday Thomas!” Everyone cheered as I blew out all seventy-five candles that were bunched together on top of my birthday fruitcake. I smiled as I looked at the faces of my family- my daughter Leah was cutting the cake while her kids Sandy and Amanda were play...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  From A Distance

  

  By wordlover27, Hong Kong, Hong Kong

  I don’t know you personally. I would prefer that we never meet. But I have observed your actions from afar. I have watched you Strip young girls of their self-esteem Make them feel like they aren’t good enough Make them puke out their lunch into a toilet bowl Because they are scared of ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Being Different

  

  By wordlover27, Hong Kong, Hong Kong

  Why am I so different? Is it because: I like to read Instead of play I like to write Instead of flirt I like to laugh Instead of being something I’m not. Why do they make fun of me? Is it because: I’m not afraid of being myself I stand up for what I believe in I am opinionated? ...