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Meeting the Silence It was late at night when we arrived at Auschwitz, smoke rose in the air. The gates opened up, we heard screams, and dogs barking. I was ...

Please Critique (sorry in advance about the length) Enough to Live

Running from Yourself Lying, unreliable attention hogs. Telling her there was something wrong with her. She was fine. Perfect. Nothing was wrong. Helen was sitting on the uncomfortable leather of ...

WARNING: This is the unedited second part. To view the story in whole, and correct, visit the first installation!!!! “They're going to take her away,” Emily said, she was pacing ...

Okay, so another short story, I typed this up today in a spur of boredom. I hope you like it. Critiques are encouraged, response's are loved. They said I needed ...

I NEED CRITIQUES!!!!! This is my first attempt at second person. So anybody and everybody, please tell me what you think!!!!! Small note: This has nothing to do with POD....hehe. ...

Just A Little Too Hard New short story. There should be three parts to it...I think...anyways, ENJOY!!! (Readers of POD, there's a link for you at the bottom with some ...

California was not at all as I’d expected, nor hoped. It was like a dirtier Colorado. It had the same green street signs, the same yellow and white lines on ...

Drugs I followed Patrick down the pier, past about a million restaurants and candy stands mixed in with gift shops. He turned down a small opening between buildings that was ...

And Rock and Roll “Dammit!” I exclaimed, moving my hair out of the line of fire. Rick continued laughing. “This is all your fault you know,” I said. “No it ...

End I woke up the next morning with my limbs shaking. I was sore. Everywhere. The memory of yesterday was so vivid in my mind that I don’t remember how ...

Some things eat away at us, constantly devouring us to the very core. Will of mind or strength of soul isn’t enough to be rid of these demons. You need ...

We used to be so perfect. A lot of people would call it love. I just called it trust. Then something happened along the way that put an end to ...

Crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap. Months and months of being good, of resisting the urges to know everything about his life. Dammit! All of it down the drain because of ...

Dear Reader, This peice contains more than one sensitive topic, and may offend some. My apologies to those people. This is a one part story. There will be no follow ...

Casting sideways glances, longing for the electric chemistry when at last eyes touch. Skin brushes against skin, rising hairs so fine, and longings so pure. Soul brushes soul, arising emotions ...

Hey, Grandma…I realize it’s been a while since I’ve spoken to you…but I’ve had a lot to do these past few years. Today I was looking out the window, and ...

(Here's the story behind this one...the characters of my first book Illusions, and the characters of my current project POD are battling it out with the help of a therapist ...

Okay, so this is a short story to quiet the vampire within me. She's mad because We are the Flame here's my attempt. Note to Reader: This is just how ...

Lyssa led me down a long hallway. The walls were a deep purple, and gold curtains were hung over the doors. At the end of the hallway Lyssa knocked on ...

Stay up late and we’d talk all night,In a dark room lit by the TV light,Through all the hard times in my life,Those nights kept me alive. That’s just how ...

This is just this weird idea I got from a dream. What would it be like if all of the characters from past books and stories were stuck in your ...

It seems kind-of poetic prose-y, but it's not poetry. MODS, please do not move this to poetry. My Love, My Greatest Terror To: Bella What began as a fear I ...

I am the Creature I am the person staring out the window, hoping, wishing, that some strange force will allow me to live vicariously though it. Through the glass I ...

To me the ocean has always been a place where I could go and find some sort of peace. Whether it be from home or from school, it was a ...

Words With Which We Say, Goodbye It is with these words that I fare thee, not well, for what the morrow brings will soon come regardless of my sympathy. My ...