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- Poetry > Free Verse
I fill my shelves with stories, To bury my mind, To build my walls up, To safely hide behind. I use the walls around me, To keep the whole world blind, I fill my shelves with stories, To bury my mind. I read page after page, Many adventures I find To build my walls up, T... - Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyIt was not an exceptionally gorgeous day that day. The sun was shining, but it was cloudy. There was a slight breeze, but it left a chill in the air. No, it was not anything special at first, but I will always remember that day. It was a Monday, Memorial Day, my mother, sister, and I were going t...
- Hot Topics > BullyingWhen addressed with the subject of bullying, my first thought was "I've never been bullied." The more I thought about it, though, the more I realized that was not true. My first assessment was wrong because I had been thinking of the stereotypical "give me your lunch money" ...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceRunning. 'What are you running from?' The question haunts her mind, lurking around the corner waiting to catch a stray thought and be carried into the open. 'Running? I'm not running from anything.' She tells herself. She tells the world. Her carefully formed mask giving not...
- Hot Topics > What MattersWhat is fear? Is it something that slowly grows inside us, silently slipping into our minds undetected, taking root and flourishing until it reins over our very actions? Or is it something we are born with, that has always been there haunting our dreams waiting for the perfect opportunity to present...
- Nonfiction > Personal Experience“Do you want to be my best friend?” asked the childish scrawl on the wide ruled notebook paper, “yes or no.” The dark haired, dark eyed girl with naturally golden, sun kissed skin quickly drew a circle and passed it back to the author of the note. The author, a blonde haired, brown eyed g...
- Fiction > All FictionMy heart is pounding out a panicked rhythm in my chest. ThuhThumpThuhThumpThuhThump. I distantly hear the forgotten music droning from the ear buds barely balancing on the edges of my ears, ready to fall unnoticed and dangle by my side. The bus lurches to a sudden stop, snapping my head forward as i...
- Poetry > Free VerseA third grade class on the first day of school, A piece of wide-ruled notebook paper, A sharp Ticonderoga pencil, A child’s sloppy writing, A lopsided circle, One question, One answer, “Yes.” It was so ridiculously easy back then, So trusting and honestly innocent, The ingredients...
- Poetry > Haiku
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceIt’s the thought that you are not the only one there capable of helping. That surely, the responsibility does not rest solely on you to help. Obviously, since there are so many others around, somebody is going to come to the rescue. Others have to see, have to hear, and have to be more capable of ...
- Poetry > Free VerseYou may have seen us around We're the few spaced out between, Or maybe you've overlooked us Because we are not as we may seem. No sound will you hear from us Not even noise from our feet, For we tread on the paths so quiet And it's silent in the air we breathe. From our li...
- Fiction > RomanceI open my eyes and look around. There's the same weeping willow billowing in the same breeze. Always weeping. Always the same. There's the same path, winding away into nothingness. Never leading anywhere. Always the same. I look up to see the same clouded sky, clouds rolling in so quickly ...
- Poetry > All PoetryI feel like I don’t belong In this world with no harmonizing song; Thoughts and feelings tucked within Nobody knows the torture I’m in; Not physical as in pain Nor the feeling of loss with no gain; But the torture of longing for a better place One I know is at the finish of this race; ...
- Poetry > All PoetryI haven’t seen you for years, And you ask me how I’ve been. If I answered you with tears, What would you do then? But instead I answer fine, And return the question because it’s kind. I make sure I do not cross the line, So my tears are hard to find. But I would like to know, If I had...
- Poetry > All PoetryI’m in a world where people look at me As a calm and peaceful sea; They’re blind to the waves that crash inside They don’t see the storm that I try to hide; Everyone’s afraid of what they would find If they dug too deep into my mind; They stay outside all safe and sound Because they...
- Poetry > All PoetryDrifting through the clouds, Nothing stops or troubles me. It is just a dream. But that does not matter now, For the moment, I am free....
