AmeliaCogin

A body of flawless strength, the humble Sequoia stands, poised, of faithful, innumerable years.Elegant, majestic branches rise up – naked adornment; crooked as witches’ fingers.Won’t you tell me

Spoiler! : Hiya! I've had writers block for weeks and it was so hard to write this chapter! I think it's ok, but nitpicks are very much appreciated! In fact, ...

Spoiler! : My emotion was Shame. I chose the song: "Nobody's Perfect (clean version)" by Jesse j.Here are the lyrics to the song:When I'm nervous I have this thing, yeah, ...

Spoiler! : Hello everyone. The tradgedy of the Norway Massacre inspired me (I'm a few weeks late, I know) to write this poem, in memory of the young people lost. ...

Spoiler! : My story has exactly 150 words. Enjoy! And, for those who don't know, Hatshpsut was one of only three Woman-rulers of Egypt during the New Kingdom. I'm obsessed ...

Entry V – February 22nd 1949I woke early this morning to be alone with Nikola. The darkness possessed a somewhat sinister aura. Shivering, I kneeled down beside a crudely calved ...

Entry VI – February 23rd 1949Last night, I dreamt of the camp. All the memories I had tried to erase had coerced themselves into my subconscious. The most frustrating thing ...

Oh dear, imprudent fellow – You –with your witless whispers, atongue iced with scorn;fingers laced with malicious rumourhave scattered feathers.They freckle the ground underfoot – a fateful cata

[/i]Entry VII – February 24th 1949A filthy shovel was slung at my feet. It thudded to the ground; sent a sharp clang rippling through the sodden earth. A glimmer of ...

Entry VII – February 24th 1949Edited Version:A filthy shovel was slung at my feet. It thudded to the ground; sent a sharp clang echoing through the sodden earth. A glimmer ...

Entry VIII – February 25th 1949It was later that morning when thoughts of conspiracy first designed themselves in my brain. Despite being mentally and physically exhausted, I was unable to ...

VIIII – February 26th 1949The weather’s really warming up. This morning, we shed out gloves and scarves: it was a joyous sign of things to come. The mood among out ...

Entry X – February 27th 1949“Oh Gretal, you’re home!”Hannah’s rich, mellow-toned voice echoed through the shack, tingling the walls.I had barely walked through the door when my sister had cl

Entry XI - February 29th 1949This afternoon, about two o’clock, I think, something completely unexpected occurred. We left the deserted village yesterday, and trekked all night long. Along the way, ...

Entry XI – March 1st 1949This afternoon, at around two o’clock, something completely unexpected occurred. We left the deserted village yesterday, and trekked all night long. Along the way, glimmer

Entry XII – March 2nd 1949 We started from the beginning. It was a long trek up a filthy and series of paths, leading high into the verdant hills; we ...

Spoiler! : Hi all, I want to enter a competition with the theme of 'hope'. Would you please give me a critique of my grammar and general english and tell ...

Spoiler! : Hey guys, this is the revised post of my story for my competition. The last thing“I am tired of fighting...from where the sun now stands,I will fight no ...