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  • Short Story » Science Fiction
    Interplanetary Realations
    4

    “What is the next planet to document?” Asked a man who worked for Interplanetary Relations. “They call it Earth.” replied another. “Form of government?” he asked. “Unknown.” “Dominan

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    Caytlin - Jan 2, 2010 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Full Moon Flapjacks
    9

    My first poem, as you can probably tell from the uninspired title, and If you hate it, or you think I'm not cut out for poetry, or you think it ...


    empressoftheuniverse - Jan 2, 2010 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Romantic
    Silence: Chapter One
    13

    Don't want anyone to read this. Sorry.


    Ross - Jan 2, 2010 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fanfiction
    The Devouring: Love The Vours {Part 1}
    6

    Adrian watched from his mind. He watched the death of his best friend. Reggie, Regina was the name of that meddling, murdering human girl. As Adrian watched a slow smile ...


    emoticon220 - Jan 2, 2010 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Action / Adventure
    Finding Olive~chapter 1
    5

    My eyes snapped open. I sat up straight, and got dizzy. I paused before I could think. Where was I? What happened to me? Who was I? I didn’t know. ...


    funkyreg101 - Jan 1, 2010 - 12 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    death in beauty
    4

    The thought of beauty is suicide. It rips at your mind to be more than just that girl.Where everyone will worship the ground you walk. Yet, in doing so, never ...


    XxxcagedheartxxX - Jan 1, 2010 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    jealousy
    6

    Jealousy of beauty is a pain like no other. Where it strikes your heart and forever corrupts your mind until you finally adjust to a dark feeling; that you'll never ...


    XxxcagedheartxxX - Jan 1, 2010 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    My Bright Red Scream 2
    4

    It’s been seven months since the woman who birthed me crumbled my family’s foundation, destroyed my home’s illusion of sanctuary, and shattered the maternal bond between us. Work leaves little ...


    RedSmiles - Jan 1, 2010 - 5 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Romantic
    Breena (Thirteen)
    4

    Thirteen I didn’t sleep that night. The ache forming around my wrists began to spread to my knees as they pressed into the iron floor of my cage. My fingers ...


    jayleighsmith - Jan 1, 2010 - 9 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Inadequate
    10

    Everything I am and everything I will be revolves around the capability to write this poetry.-Oh, the clatter I create in my pitiful artistic state. If only I was more ...


    RedSmiles - Jan 1, 2010 - 1 min read

  • Short Story » Science Fiction
    Saving Zanica
    6

    Hi guys, it's me PenNPaper. This is part of the stroy I'm currently writing, I plan to publish it if I can. This is just the first draft, so it ...


    PenNPaper - Jan 1, 2010 - 11 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Brother Dear
    9

    Some emotions more terrible than hate.Brother DearOh, brother dear (not dear to me),Could I care less what you do?It should be no concern of mineIs what I have been told.Your ...


    Kale - Jan 1, 2010 - 2 min read

  • Short Story » General
    My Last Story
    6

    3/6/1995. You can’t see it, but I can. As I write this I’m staring at the woman of my dreams. Her long golden hair billows serenely in the wind of ...


    tommyknocker - Jan 1, 2010 - 6 min read

  • Short Story » Fanfiction
    "Glee" fanfic - "Material Girl"
    7

    This isn't amazing writing at all, and won't make sense unless you've watched Glee x]But I hadn't written in AAAGGGEEESSS, so I just thought i'd post a piece of ... ...


    Lorrilrakest. - Jan 1, 2010 - 4 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Lovers/ What am I to you?
    7

    Yet again I know this is awful, but please tell me what is wrong, correct me, guide me I need help! What am I to you?I am your passion,I am ...


    Iamyoursacrifice - Jan 1, 2010 - 1 min read


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