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He was a sweet young boyHis name was KevinKilled by a monsterThe year he turned sevenHe rode his bikeHe played games with jacksThe town couldn't save himBecause of the enforcement ...

They met at a ballShe wore a white dressThey chatted like old friendsShe fiddled with her hair, every tressThey became good friends She wore a white shirt He sad he ...

AN: Hi! Thanks for reading and please review!! If you can help me find a better name for this story I would be so thankful! This might MIGHT become a ...

It's laughing when nobody told a jokeIt's singing when there's no songIt's taking the time to breathe fresh airIt's knowing the difference betwen right and wrongIt's crying when your not ...

This is a twilight fanfic I wrote two years ago when I was uber-obssesed with the series. I loved (notice the lovED) Rosalie for what she had gone through so ...

Falling, Falling, through the endless mass of nothingTranquility reigns hold and I let the air around me be the only soundFarther back, in the corner of this vast void of ...

A/N: This is pretty gruesome at first but it will not be like this the entire story. Please Review, thanks! (The dream that she had was the prologe which will ...

Chapter One is up. Please Check it Out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I was running from someone or something. I had long forgotten what. The tunnel was long, with slimy green wa

I woke suddenly, pleased with myself for sleeping the rest of the night dreamlessly. I swung my legs over the bed and walked to the bathroom. I ran cold water ...

***I only just realized I put up the wrong part. Below is the correct Prologue:I could never remember my parent's faces. They were murdered during World War Three in the ...

A/N: It's a little slow at first but the juicy parts are coming soon. MAJOR foreshadowing in the Prolouge. Like really MAJOR!! ProlougeShe was never smarter. I could reassure myself ...

Prolouge She was never smarter. I could reassure myself that as amazing as she seemed to be she was never smarter. Even though we were identical twins, Selene still managed ...

That forgettable face,blending in with the crowd,the one that rarely speaksnever boisterous, never loudThat girl whose name you can't quite placethe one whose hand is never raisedshe hardly bothers to

The big brown eyesthey coo her naivetyThe small red lipssmiles brightly at all strangersShe playfully dances aroundunaware of the horrors around herPlaying princess, or fairyalways in her childish min

~Chapter 2~The public bus wheezed to a stop two blocks away from Chaplain Day High School, ten minutes late. I hurried off it, sprinting full speed to the blue double-doors. ...

Hello my name is Jane Doe. I live in Somewheresville, USA near the corn fields and the big city. I go to school with you, have two parents like you ...

Dear Today,Thank you. Thank you for not sucking. Thank you for being awesome. You rock Today, you rock.Sincerely with love,Me

* I personally dfon't like this one that much. I really hate the line, 'Leaving the reason for her existence', because it makes it seem as if that's her father ...

Told by a sly mouthThose charming lies claiming loveRevenge will be sweet

Just an excerpt from my new story thing. Kind of a trial, if you like it, I'll post some more. If you don't, well then, I'll see what I can ...

I remember his strong arms that would wrap me in a hug when I needed it most. I remember his unusual green, hazel, blue eyes that would capture my ...

You look across your room, through the window and notice a girl staring directly at you. Wherever your eyes go, hers follow. You look at the blank white walls, so ...

So I'm writing a novel thing for this contest. This is the first chapter I don't like the title so if you could find an awesome one, kudos to you! ...

~*~ She pushed the shiny key into the silver lock, so at contrast with the rusty metal door. She banged the door open and stepped into the dim, damp apartment. ...

**I just started writing this. *shrugs* Rated for mild cursing **January 1, 2016So here I am writing this, just like the stupid therapist told me to. Of course, give the ...

The starved bodybegs that she wouldn't,Shove the finger down her throat;She's emptyThe vile wordsher brain screams,Fat, ugly, stupid, weak.Her stomach grumbles and growls in protestA smile reaches her

She ignored her and kept walking. Her mother's screaming only dimmed after a couple of blocks of walking. May’s mother knew of her “employment” and resented it, as she was ...

So I edited my last attempt at this and here it is :Date: January 1, 201610: 27AMSo here I am writing this, just like the stupid therapist told me to. ...

Date: January 1, 201610: 27AMSo here I am writing this, just like the stupid therapist told me to. Of course, give the suicidal girl a pretty pink notebook, tell her ...

K peoples, another story idea came up today so I just threw out a bunch of words and hope it makes sense. I don't like the name. Ew. So if ...

Words tumble outplacing wounds where they hurt the most;Welcome to Hell,it seems I shall be your hostBeware of the all demonsThey trick you down to where there's no lightCatty, mean ...

The shock on Brooke's face was golden. She took another sip of her 352 calorie PinkBerry smoothie and tried to seem uninterested. I hid the smile on my face as ...

"Lucy! Come on! Let's go already!" I whisper-yelled. I looked around apprehensively, if the counselors caught us, we were dead. "I'm coming. I'm coming. Calm down," Finally, she appeared, clad ...

PrologueYou wake up one morning and instead of seeing your mom setting eggs and bacon on the red kitchen table, you find you're father sitting down with an alarmed look ...

Prologue She was never smarter. I could reassure myself that as amazing as she seemed to be, she was never smarter. Even though we were identical twins, Selene still managed ...

0.1Beep, beep, beep, beep.Annette groaned as the shrill alarm beeps woke her from slumber. She pulled the satin laced pillow over her now golden hair and tried to get back ...

The moment Annette turned her phone on, it immediately buzzed with a text. She took another bite of her everything bagel with butter, grabbed her coffee from the microwave then ...

DON'T READ THIS. DON'T READ THIS. READ THE UPDATED VERSION. DON'T READ THIS. DON'T READ THIS. READ THE UPDATED VERSION. (Mods: Do not delete this please) Spoiler! : Ryan Williamson ...

A/N: I wrote this during English class because I was bored and felt the need to write something. I realize that it needs a lot of help and any would ...

To Hope (BondGirl007): Spoiler! : You don't have to review this Spoiler! :

"Tomorrow is the executionTomorrow is the executionTomorrow is the executionTomorrowistheexecutiontomorrowistheexecutiontomorrowistheexecution-"He rocks his head back and forth,head hiding in his bent

Hiya! These are some of the poems I wrote for National Poetry Month that I actually liked a bit. Reviews are appreciated!~*~1. Spoiler! : he sounds like love,his words transforming ...

Spoiler! : So chapter 2 has arrived. It's again in Chloe's perspective and you can assume that the next chapter will be a letter. I'm not sure whether to make ...

I WON A SILVER KEY IN THE SCHOLASTIC WRITING AWARDS WITH THIS OMG SO HAPPY sdfhbdsf I CANT OMG (TAKEN DOWN FOR COPYRIGHT PURPOSES)

sometimes i pretend i am wallpaper.I slink back, pushing myself desperately trying to become as invisible as I feel,dreaming that I could go into her room,when he's there, become an ...

Spoiler! : Hello! This'll be a five part short story based off of a novel I'm working on called 'The Space Between Infinity". You don't have to read the ...

i've been killing people ever since i was born. they say it was child birth that killed her, but i know my mother died because she was scared to ...

i think that bruises are some of the most beautiful things around and they are better than cuts because cuts scar and cuts stop hurting after a drop of peroxide ...

last month i started a fire because my stove wasn't working just click-click-click and gas filtered into the air and attempted to dance around my lungs and suffocate me like ...

i have spider leg eyelashes and once in a nail salon, a chinese lady grabbed them with manicured, callused fingers and asked me if she could have them. they are ...

i write weird and taste the wet in the air and

my heart has never fallen in love because my heart is a pulsing beating thing that is meant to pound blood through the highways of my veins,

when she was a young girl, her mother washed herraven hair in the porcelain tub and she held back sobs every time the brush caught in snarls. when it was ...

I get too caught up in the concept of someday and sometimes and I trace my hand through the space between infinity, between when you were here and when you ...

he woke to the sound of birds carving into his chest.

the last days of summer are always the most beautiful and it’s because the air just knows that winter,

there are flood lights pouring into my eyes

On the night of her younger sister's dance recital at Carnegie, she blew smoke rings in my room. She was wrapped in four thin cotton blankets, sitting Indian-style by