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  1. My only attempt at poetry..

    My only attempt at poetry..

    I wrote this quite a few years ago about my dad. He's at peace now, reunited with my mum❤ The photo was taken Christmas day, just months before he was diagnosed with early onset dementia. Eyes Like Mine He looks at me, This man with eyes like mine, Yet does he see The baby he fed on his...
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    Here's is an excerpt from something I have been working on that I hope will develop into a longer story. This is a fictional memoir featuring a session of self-harm. See what you think. My fingers are shaking because I just burned my wrist with a cheap, gas-station lighter. I’m...
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    Teenage Angst

    Here is the first chapter of a story my friend and I are writing. Neither one of us is into partying, so we are writing from an outsider's perspective. Let me know if this is realistic and if there is anything you should change. Sloane Blake There’s not much to say about high...
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    Stand Up (excerpt)

    The old man lazed back in his chair and puffed out his cheeks. I just stood there and waited for his judgement. He read my material, squinting over each line with unconcealed irritation, as if what lay in his hands was a mere piece of paper with words on it. When he finished reading he exhaled...
  5. Amine

    The Orchid Path -First Chapter-

    Prelude to the Percussion A war is a horrendous thing, full of vicious pain and deep terror, brutal betrayment and sorrowful loss. It makes avid believers into wary skeptics, the forever faithful into the ever traitorous, corrupting and bending, morphing life. No one but those who witness it...