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Characters: Ammianus Diogenes: A seventy year old writer who lives in the house of Marcus Antonius. He was a lover of Julius Caesar and when he died, he became a lover of Augustus Caesar. He is very stuck in his ways and he doesn't like change. Publius Scrofa: A thirty-two year old writer... - Hot Topics > What MattersIsn't it interesting how life goes on? A tragedy strikes, a family members dies, someone loses their job But life still goes on. Isn't it interesting how life flies by? The problems you have now will swiftly fade away, most things that seem important now will soon become distan...
- Poetry > Free VerseWater trickles slowly Suddenly pouring downward Drenches the flowers Soaking the dry dirt Cleansing, refreshing the air Rain, sweet rain, come soon....
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceThe day was beautiful, bright blue skies with clouds floating lazily. The sun shown bright on my head and it felt wonderfully warm. Days like these I normally cherish, but not today. The warmth of the sun was hidden by my feeling of sadness, the blue skies not seen because of my tears. Today was my ...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceTo two sweet little girls named Ava and Zoe You’ll never have to experience the pain of a bee-sting or falling down and scrapping your knees. You won’t ever have to feel emotions like anger and jealously. You won’t have to worry. You won’t ever be sick. You won’t ever be bored...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceI believe strongly in serving the needy. I have been very blessed with the necessities in my life, and then some. There are people that haven't had that privilege, and I want to help them, not because I expect anything in return, but because I genuinely care about the wellbeing of others. M...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceI look around me. The sky is blue. Big, cotton-looking clouds lazily float through the sky. The sand softy moves as the wind ripples through. The smell of sunscreen and the salty ocean are hard to ignore. the beach is so beautiful. The sun is hot on my body. My face is starting to get pink with th...
- Fiction > All FictionI sit down with a pen in hand, and a blank page. A blank page with room for adventures, romance, and mystery. With room for drawings, and doodles, and thoughts. What I am going to write on my blank page? The possibilities are endless. Perhaps I can write about blank pages. Yes, that is what I'l...
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