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Kelly
December 27, 2011
Fred stayed in his room for quite awhile, contemplating his fate, before Ms. Eyre came to tell him that it was his turn to speak with the Davisons. The blond boy sighed nervously as he arose from his bunk bed. His roommate, Jason, shouted “good luck” after him as he followed Ms. Eyre out... Read more »
December 16, 2011
I stood upon the cliffs and wondered, When gazing at its rugged surface Clothed in rocks, sharp and grey, And strands of weeds, too stiff to sway In the breeze blown from the waves, What lay beneath this wretched land, Beneath the dust, Earth’s canopy; Beneath each bent, corrupted tree. I thought of... Read more »
Sylvia Yang
December 10, 2011
Brisk honks and roaring engines rang outside as limousines and expensive vehicles pulled into the residence. I lifted the curtains and peered at the rays of paired head lights illuminating our driveway, shuffling along from the distant steel gates to the yew-carved door below. Guests continued to... Read more »
December 9, 2011
12/10/10 What is love? The real question is “What is true love?” Something that invisibly Blinds you? Or something that opens your Eyes to the beautiful things You never noticed before? Who wants it? Who needs it? Me. I want that fictional & magical feeling Of being free, Of being accepted... Read more »
December 9, 2011
Never breaking. Never breathing. Never taking off your crown. Never knocking. Never knowing. Never kneeling ‘fore the throne. Never learning. Never loving. Never living for your own. Always hoping. Always hearing. Always having feelings thrown. Always wishing. Always waiting. Always wanting to be... Read more »
Kelly Cook
December 2, 2011
It was the first day of high school, and Fred was, unfortunately, stuck in German with his foster sibling. They had been unlucky, just barely making it into the classroom with only a few moments to spare. Because of this, the rest of the class was already sitting in their seats, the desks set up in groups... Read more »
November 16, 2011
Throughout my life, I have always had a unique perception of life and how people gain their “identities.” I believe that the experiences one goes through in life don’t make someone who they are, but through these experiences a person finds themself. A person’s reactions to the... Read more »
November 1, 2011
(Welcome home… Let’s hide away… Before they see… I need so much… To be alone with you… I do … I do…) Welcome home, she said to me. Let’s hide away, before they see. I need so much to be alone with you. I do, I do. (I do, I do.) Come with... Read more »
November 1, 2011
Singing, dancing, and Producing music; I look Forward to my life. * * * Music I cope with, Photography I live for, Art will lead my life. * * * Depression, heartbreaks Family issues, addictions; Music cures all these. ... Read more »
October 31, 2011
The Night In the dead of night, When all has grown dark and cold, The light will shine through. Welcome To The End I wish that small voice Would just disappear that said, Welcome To The End. The Lucky One Pay back, overdue, Head stuck beneath God’s thumb, I’m The Lucky One. - Nerd100