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Ok, so I've been trying to write something for the past couple of weeks, and I can't seem to get into fantasy-fiction, so I decided to try out some realistic-fiction. ...

I've had a lot of people ask my why I love Twilight. Now I have a reason. The answer is not very complicated, but I thought I would tell it ...

Starting a novel! How does this look so far? Please help me and give me tips! It was the perfect day to be starting my third year of high school. ...

Yes, it gets better, and yes, I will add more. Please review! -Cici Normal Alana’s POV It was the perfect day to start my third year of high school. The ...

Love Is (This is a free verse poem) Love is staying at home to watch a movie because you don't want him spending money on you. Love is letting you ...

Adrenaline. It’s coursing through my blood vessels, and my mind is frozen. All I know is the task at hand, and it seems that’s all I’ve ever known. It happens ...

About five minutes ago, I realized something that every single person has to go through ever morning, every single day of their lives. I was bored, so I wrote this: ...

Hey everyone. This is just the very first little part to my book. It's extremely small, but I would really like a review on it. Please help!-----Shoot. The bell rings, ...

I know I'm not supposed to do this, but I need to let you know: this is a blip from the middle of my book. I decided to write it ...

I feel likeI'm not good enough to write.Like everyone's betterthan me.'Cause when I readtheirs I feelwhat they mean.How they act,what they do,when they cry,I feel it.But when I readmy work,it's ...

Shark Bake The car swerves down the tiny, winding road near the coast. Green, leafy trees provide a barrier along the street, and a fiery sun shimmers off the water. ...

Your Profile Picture(AKA something I'm thinking)You log onTo Facebook.Look at the pictureThat’s been on your profileFor months,And decide it isn’t good enough.‘cause when he looks at it,You want

Young Love The airport in Seattle, Washington is extremely large. This may be because of Boeing’s headquarters, which also resides in Seattle, or maybe just because so many people want ...

Expectations I’m the kind of person who expects a lot. No, not from other people. I try to expect as little from other people as I can and praise them ...

My heart is young, naive,And understands can only watch, silent,And try to percieve the loveThat rolls off others,And hope it will someday be filled by it.How could I know the ...

I'm thinking of writing a poem from this. What do you think?Sometimes,I sigh. Because I feel a connectionWhen I look in your eyes.But no words escape from Between our locked ...

Your name rolls off my tongue,Gliding gracefully into the airLike a flower unfurlingIts petals.Your dark hair is wovenInto tightly spun Curls and waves. It moves like the grassOn a breezy ...

I have this jar. It’s an old pickle jar. The once bright lid is tarnished and faded, the scarlet words standing out against the mustard yellow background. The glass shines ...

My heart is a beach made of glass.With each wild, throbbing pulse you create, It bruises, overflowing with your footprint in its sand.If it were anyone else stepping on my ...

There are feathers.Pressing down.On my chest.And I. Can’t.Breathe.I’m suffocating under your wordsAnd every thought you speakIs an overload of emotion.Each feather. Weighs.A ton.You stand. Above m

(This was written for a summer English project...the point of the assignment was to "reach out to someone in the community" and then write a one page essay about your ...

If I could write a letter to myself,Send it to a parallel version of me, and entail how you could make me feel,I would wait on your love forever.For you ...

The sun makes sparkling ringlets on the pond And I watch, sitting quietly, As ducks race upon it, Eyeing the fish that live underneath As my heart is ripped from ...

She walks alone and cannot hear the music.