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RosePetal

  • Poetry » Dramatic, Realistic Re: Flawed Child

    First of all let me say that your poem is really good. I did not see any grammar issues. I really loved the ending where you say Won't you even ...

    Apr 24, 2015
  • Poetry » Lyrical, General Re: Squirrel!

    Hi Rose here for a review... First of all it was a great poem. Like Augustus you could have separated it into 4 stanzas. There is some things that did ...

    Apr 3, 2015
  • Article / Essay » Other, Other Re: Questions????????

    Thanks!!!

    Mar 27, 2015
  • Article / Essay » Other, Other Re: Questions????????

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    Mar 27, 2015
  • Article / Essay » Other, Other Re: Questions????????

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    Mar 27, 2015
  • Article / Essay » Other, Other Re: Questions????????

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    Mar 27, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

    Thanks!!!

    Mar 20, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

    Thanks

    Mar 20, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

    I would like to say thanks to everyone who has commented, reviewed, or liked my poem. Thanks Again!!! ~Rose

    Mar 19, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

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    Mar 19, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

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    Mar 18, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

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    Mar 18, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

    Wow that is weird no i was just using the name Anne because it was popular in the holocaust.

    Mar 18, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

    Yes me and Chrissy go to the same school and we had to do a poem for school about the holocaust.

    Mar 18, 2015
  • Poetry » Literature, General Re: Maybe We're Alike

    Thanks!!!

    Mar 18, 2015


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien