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• Poetry > Free Verse
  To Cut or Not To Cut

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Yes, my fellow students. Yes, my family and friends. Yes, world. No, you cannot call me Bob now ! Yes, I am still as much of a girl as I was yesterday, today. No, my sexual orientation has not caused this sudden change. Yes, I cut it all. No, it doesn't feel “weird” awaking up wi...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  "Are You A Writer ?"

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  I've known what I want to do since I was twelve. Be a writer. What I never asked myself though is what it means to be a writer. I mean, a writer brings entertainment, an escape, knowledge, truth or fiction, beauty and about a hundred other things to the world. Anyone can write but not everyone&...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  You're Perfect

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  do you realize not everyone wears a size zero you're perfect don't let anyone tell you otherwise pounds weigh nothing on the scale of beauty your eyes are prettier than your curvy hips or your bones and ribs that poke out not only make you look thin they make yo...
• Reviews > Book Reviews
  The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Liesel Meminger's life changed the day she was sent off to live with her foster parents, the Hubermanns. No. Her life changed the day her little brother died because that was the day she stole her first book. The Grave Digger's Handbook. Markus Zusak's New York Times #1 Bestse...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Poison To The Heart

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  I am hurting, Inside I bleed Every drop Is poison, Running through my veins Flowing anger Rivers turn to torrents Tears that replace rain Shouts of Pain Float around in the air The stale taste of sweat Drips on cracked lips Closed eyes Try to block it, Shut out the world I am slowl...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Starlight

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Your eyes are like stars Cold but bright From far way They light up the night To close they burn you To ashes Take flight Small but beautiful They are the tips of Fallen angels' wings Light years away You still hear them sing A song so blinding Harmlessness My dear starlight Th...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Mom, Have I Ever Told You ?

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Mom whenever you're down or sad, whenever you feel like you can't even stand when you're mad or lost and forget which way you must cross whenever you need a friend, an ally, a helping hand I'll be there for you I've got your back I'll take your hand to guide yo...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Just Not Like Me, Please !

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  I was never one person. I was never just Ann McKennedy. I was never only me. I was two, me and me. Myself and my sister, my twin. Never Ann without Laure. Or Laure without Ann. Whenever we went out together people couldn't tell us apart. Sure, every twin has that problem, but I couldn&#...
• Reviews > Movie Reviews
  Glee : The 3D Concert Movie

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Glee was a hit from the moment we fell in love with Rachel, Finn, Kurt and the gang. They are all underdogs. Bullied, made fun of and never given the chance to show what they have in them. In two seasons, Glee won over 65 awards and has been nominated for 170. The show has more than nine million vi...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Lola.

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  My head started to spin as I let the news sink in. After all those years of praying, begging, I had what I wanted. I was in shock. She told me out of the blues. I could die now a happy person. I sat on my bed, my feet resting on the cool marble floor. I took deep breaths, trying in vain to calm ...
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  Stars at Noon - Chapter 2

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  As soon as Vlad leaves for yet another hunting trip I start packing. It's been a week since he refused to feed me and I started making crude jokes about living forever. Once my clothes, favorite books and CDs were stuffed into my blue backpack, I change into my sturdiest pair of jeans, a bl...
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  Stars at Noon - Chapter 1

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  I sat on the couch looking at the storm clouds above. My ideas roamed around and each time I heard a sound from outside, I snarled. My creator had left about two days ago with the direct rule “Don't move.” So, for about 48 hours, I have not moved. I am very obedient when it comes to fo...
• Nonfiction > Heroes
  True Heroes

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  When I started writing this, I didn't know whether I should put it under ''Sports'' or ''Heroes''. I chose heroes, because that is what this is about. True ones, who fought their battles and won them all. No, I'm not talking about War Heroes, becau...
• Hot Topics > Health
  Pancreatic Cancer

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  This is not about me, I am not writing this in my death bed. I just want to tell you about someone I loved, still love... It was the summer of 2007. My mother, grandmother and I were staying in New-York with my aunt and uncle. That (very hot) day, we walked around the beautiful city of Manhattan. I...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Summer's Wind

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  The breeze feels soft, Silken and warm Soothing and nursing. Like a mother's touch. Hair and dresses float along While the wind sings it's warming song....
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Boxing Up A Life

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  First it was the small things, mirrors, lamps, plants. Then gradually bigger like paintings, tables, chairs. This makes no sense to you, let me explain. A month ago, both my parents died in a plane crash. After a long legal process of signing papers and talking with a judge and a social servic...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Love me not

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Love Is just a game Play it with no shame Love Can break your hearth, touch it not Or it won't re-start Beware of the young Who seeks you only for fun Remember how you are Don't get lost, don't go far Better yet, love me not Don't come around, please stop Love...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  A picture worth all my love

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  I see you I hear the snap The camera lens freezes this moment One that I'll never forget In forty years, this picture, this memory will look the same But when I will look, I will see trough older, wiser eyes Eyes that have for forty years contemplated you And when I look I will see you ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Love is blinding

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  What do you give, when you have nothing left ? My heart he crushed, my soul he took, I am broken forever more... With no pity, he chose to leave, without much luck it was I who fell for his act. Destroyed to the core, Remember this simple fact : Love has no meaning in the eyes of the world, it...
• Hot Topics > What Matters
  Our Mistakes

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  I look at the world and am disgusted with what I see. A place full of hate, poverty, sadness, fear but most of all, I see people who have given up. Harmed to the core and no longer have that that spark of willpower left to fight for themselves. I hate what I see. I hate what the world has becom...
• Opinion > Love / Relationships
  Relationships aren't just for adults !

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Some parents tell you that you aren't in love, it's just a crush. But, lets face it, how can they know. You can be boyfriend and girlfriend, kiss and make-out if you want. You are young, and you have to test your limits. It doesn't mean that you are forced to fall in love, it's...
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  The Forgotten ( Chapter 2 )

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  Chapter 2 : Unfamiliar room * * *  ( nothing ) * * *  ( GPS voice )  " Turn left in 1 minute." * * *  ( sound of gravel ) * * *  ( Adrian picks Leah up ) "Close your eyes, you're safe." * * *  When I woke, I felt disoriented, scared but mostly i...
• Nonfiction > Memoir
  School in the US

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  It feels like only yesterday my mom took me out for a drive, just to tell me that I would not be going back to France at the end of summer for my last year of Elementary School. She thought that I would have a fit, kick and scream, cry and beg. She was wrong, it had been my dream. My first day wa...
• Nonfiction > Travel & Culture
  Really, it's not that great.

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  When people ask where I'm from, I hate answering. Because it's always the same thing. "I'm from France." "Oh, how wonderful, you are SO lucky." They will say those same words and polite as I am, I'll just nod. The truth ? I don't think France is all...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A day with you

  

  By RockGirl182, Cannes, France

  I sit under the tree. The first time I sat under the tree was when I was four. I like the smell, the feel, the sound of the leaves when the wind blows. I think of you. The guy, Tom, at the front gate, always knows when I'll go home. Over the years, he as noticed that I stay until 4:31 pm. S...