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Tara-Kat


Tara-Kat
Nazareth, Pennsylvania
Member for 14 years

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ABOUT ME
I love to write. I want to be a short story/poet writer when I get older.

INTERESTS AND FAVORITES
Books: Stargirl, Absolute Brightness


Fiction
By Tara-Kat BRONZE
Nazareth, Pennsylvania
Tara-Kat BRONZE, Nazareth, Pennsylvania
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By Tara-Kat BRONZE
Nazareth, Pennsylvania
Tara-Kat BRONZE, Nazareth, Pennsylvania
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Poetry
By Tara-Kat BRONZE
Nazareth, Pennsylvania
Tara-Kat BRONZE, Nazareth, Pennsylvania
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Poetry
By Tara-Kat BRONZE
Nazareth, Pennsylvania
Tara-Kat BRONZE, Nazareth, Pennsylvania
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By Halley Balkovich SILVER
Springfield, Oregon
Halley Balkovich SILVER, Springfield, Oregon
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
Instances MAG
By Mabish3 SILVER
Stratford, Connecticut
Mabish3 SILVER, Stratford, Connecticut
5 articles 0 photos 3 comments
Fiction
By Maria Diaz SILVER
Phoenix, Arizona
Maria Diaz SILVER, Phoenix, Arizona
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Bassoonkelley GOLD, Tampa, Florida
15 articles 0 photos 49 comments
nextkidd30 SILVER, Oregon, Wisconsin
7 articles 0 photos 45 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts."
-- William Shakespeare

Fiction
Spargel MAG
By Julia_H SILVER
Merrimac, Massachusetts
Julia_H SILVER, Merrimac, Massachusetts
6 articles 0 photos 26 comments
Fiction
By Evvyon SILVER
Richardson, Texas
Evvyon SILVER, Richardson, Texas
9 articles 3 photos 16 comments

Favorite Quote:
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Fiction
By Evvyon SILVER
Richardson, Texas
Evvyon SILVER, Richardson, Texas
9 articles 3 photos 16 comments

Favorite Quote:
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Fiction
By Nina_Care SILVER
Colfax, California
Nina_Care SILVER, Colfax, California
6 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Love is a many splendored thing, Love lifts us up where we belong, All you need is love!"