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A lonely, attention-seeking girl is bored of her rusty, worn-out home. Her parents pay no attention to her, and the neighbors are eccentric freaks. Then, she finds a doorway into a parallel, looking-glass world of her life. Who is the heroine of this strange tale? None other than Coraline, the feist... - Reviews > Movie ReviewsMotion pictures, ballet lessons, and aviator dreams are fulfilled by three ambitious orphan girls – Pauline, Petrova, and Posy Fossil – in the charming movie Ballet Shoes. Based on the novel of the same title by Noel Streatfield, the film came out on DVD this August and proved to be enjoyable w...
- Reviews > Movie ReviewsNine are all that’s left after our world ended. They are the ones who must complete a dangerous mission in order to make certain that life will still go on. They are the heros of the visually spectacular movie 9. From the producer Tim Burton and director Shane Acker comes the story of nine fig...
- Opinion > Sports / HobbiesThere’s nothing a sports fan likes better than sitting in the stadium at an exciting game, eating hot dogs, cheering on their team, and booing at the opposite team. Can anyone imagine sports without the television, radio, or some other source? Well, there’s always books. Even for a person w...
- Poetry > Free VerseWander slowly alongside the creek, Listen to its mystifying music, Shuffle your bare feet in the water, Splash your ankles as a child would, Caress your toes in the cool mud, Travel with your mind to unknown realms, secretly aboard a magic carpet to get there. Feel the willow’s...
- Poetry > Free VerseA face A face of many things Pale and rosy Thin and round Few blemishes But still imperfect Blue eyes Dazzling and expressive Reveal unshed tears Of laughter and sorrow Brown hair Long and soft To the touch And from afar A girl Scrutinizes Ponders And gazes Upon the face In the mi...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceMy turn had come. The music began, all eyes turned on me, alone on the big stage. My heart stopped beating — it had died long ago, so why was I still living? If this is what you call living. For five minutes or so, I had not been alone on the large overpowering stage. I, along with several oth...
- Nonfiction > Personal Experience“Cross your arms over your chest, keep your legs together, please do not go yet, until I say so.” The lifeguard’s well-rehearsed, monotonous speech barely sinks into my mind. I hear the words but doubt they’ll do me any good. In fact, that lifeguard is rather tongue-in-cheek. Imagine. ...
- Poetry > Free VerseDear God, maybe you can help me. maybe you can’t. or maybe you just won’t. don’t you never hear what i is saying? the sky was clear today. not one cloud hides any of it. yet there is a pack full of clouds in my heart, covering up emotions i used to have. those clouds, they is ...
- Poetry > Free Verseb r o k e n a nest past sanctuary abandoned hovel the only company is the heartless wind and the persistent rainfall until home was no longer home cold barren haunted m e m o r i e s carefully woven thread by thread into a labyrinthine storybook a picture...
- Fiction > RomanceI see him across the hall, and all of heaven’s wondrous joys pour down from the sky, swallowing me up, drowning me in intoxicating bliss. He smiles and laughs with his surrounding friends; the very sound of his magical chuckle causes shivers to trickle down my spine. His eyes – the very eye...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionLiar. Traitor. Guilty. These three degrading words weigh down on me as I depart from the home I once knew. They stalk me like ceaseless shadows, hissing at my back; every syllable pronounces the disgust and hatred like sharp knives carving open a corpse. The physical pain is dulled, b...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceTo write or not to write, that is the question. This question has been on my mind since I took up the challenge to become a writer; before then, my life was a blur, a jumbled mess that requires nitpicking in order to recall memories more clearly. Writing in itself has changed my life, more than I ha...
- Poetry > Free VerseI cling onto the ledge, frightened and desolate. They have deserted me long ago, those mindless monsters who absorb and suck away all your light, color, and joy until you are a nameless shell, left to rot away, shrivel up, dissolve into Nothingness. I have escaped their presence,...
- Poetry > Free VerseThere she stands clad in her velvet indigo dress lined with the delicate lace fringes of a thousand snowflakes sewn by fairy hands. There she stands in her freshly polished boots, steady like the feet of a soldier yet she is no more than a rosebud, untouched, unfettered...
- Poetry > Free VerseQuiet for a city life. You don’t have the roaring of the highway or the screech of the chainsaw shatter your ears. A distant sound, muffled against the houses and hills and trees, remain the only sign exposing the countless vehicles never stopping, always going. Strange ...
- Poetry > Free VerseLife is a jigsaw puzzle patience and endurance create a solution angst and indecision produce chaos. Choosing may take on many forms before the path is made. Sometimes it’s not about having the wrong piece but looking at the wrong angle. You might create an outline first then fill ...
- Poetry > Free Versea link a grip our hands hold on molded together by our opposite attractions positive and negatives coincide to create a spark a fire an energy that will not die out we do not work with our likes positive and positive negative and negative do not match there is nothing cold l...
- Poetry > Free VerseSilky brushes of warm, iridescent rays, like lilies floating along the watery surface, gently caress their master, the Sun, as he prepares to sink down into his chambers, glowing less, burning out, awaiting tomorrow. But Day lives only for so long; thus the velvet horizon...
- Nonfiction > MemoirI don't know why he frightened me so. Perhaps it was my innocence, childish fears, or simply the cold hand of reality that caused me to react the way I did. But as the years passed, my subconscious began to develop a small corner of long-term regret. Like a tumor in the body, this spot in my min...
- Opinion > Sports / HobbiesSince 1998, J.K. Rowling has captured the hearts of millions with her incredible Harry Potter series. For nearly a decade, each of her seven books have left the reader anticipating the next adventure; but, for some reason, even some of the most fanatic Harry Potter fans have sunk their teeth into St...
- Fiction > All FictionAn aroma of salt, sand, and a deliciously warm breeze gave her a sense of serenity. A reflected wisp of cooked canned beans, sizzling sausages, and distant chatter flowed through her mind, soul, and body. Echoes of childish laughter, reverberating in the wind, called to her, yet she could not rea...
- Opinion > Points of ViewOnce upon a time, children played outdoors in the sunshine with delightful games that always brought laughter in the air. When it was rainy, a child would settle down on a cozy couch, pick up a book, and read for hours on end. A book, of all things, could entertain a kid. Then, along came the tel...
