MissMystery

Hi guys. I know this chapter lacks a lot of details and things that would make it better, but I don't really know how to attack the problem... so I ...

Thanks, guys.

Wow! You're good. :o

Dylan Vervuurt's parents died the day he turned nineteen. He was living an immature life that lead him into the most difficult situations. Hiding who's tragic incident fault was, he ...

Thanks, OnLies. :)

My first instinct after reading this stanza was to be lazy and not look up "coqui", to just find a different poem. However, I looked it up. So you wrote ...

We listen to the crickets, and my forgotten coqui. Something reminds me we're here; the tropic's summer breeze. I hear the kids laughing as they play on the yard. There's ...

There are many literal poets who are not going to understand this poem. Please try to fully understand it before commenting, it is a tad confusing (I can see the ...

Haii, there! *waves effusively* Wow! This story, it's just "wow",being honest! I love it! I just have one thing to say, down there! Good job, kid! Keep writing! :D *Thumbs ...

Where in the world is Carmen San Diego?! *steals Penguin's moderator plaque* MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

A pic of me! DUH! 300px-Carmen-sandiego.jpg

Hi! This is my very first good drawing since I was born! :o lol xD Hope you like it! Heart and vines.jpg