He killed Himself
My grief is shown through my words,not actions
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My grief is shown through my words,not actions
(I had to write a script for theatre soooo-) Siblings Evelyn and Kit move into a strange new town, Misty Hollow.
An old man and a young man, or maybe just one man are on a journey to everywhere, and to nowhere
The Summer Outside Your Comfort Zone #3
When a bully takes over your life and you don't know what to do
What we have done for ourselves
When a man griefs he sometimes drinks, but Bruce takes things a little to far.
A controversial, blasphemous short, that I hope to turn into a performance. It is a rough draft, so be nice haha.
I think I want to call this one 'special'. Anyway, confusion is key. (Smile)
Some people have no idea what some things are, do we?
Should we celebrate something for all the people who join this site and helped you, write stories or poems and review your work?
This is a Dada play, not for the faint hearted or one too worried about "meaning"
Allegory of the Christian life in a Secular world. The Church is compared to a crew on a ship travelling to the Heavenly country
This is what goes on in my mind, and my thinking.
Being held against my will is not something I like. They pinned her hands with blades into the gray brick wall. Blinding rage was fuming inside me, I wanted to ...