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This is a short Haiku poem about love. It's simple and to the point about how love should be. So just take a moment to read my poem and keep my words in mind as you go on your journey to find love.
A middle-aged man talking about his past and what he's up to now. In the small town of Euphoria, it's all set-up. West living people are poor, east living are rich. The governments have heavy planes for this small town. However, their first step to making these plans are to destroy the old stone bridge, a loved and renowned spot for kids, the elderly, and couples. However, this middle-aged man has an idea to stop the government's destruction of this bridge. Will he succeed or will the
It was a summer night in the summer of '11 that I heard the scream. Join me as I recall a short true adventure I recall in an narrative I wrote in 8th grade. Enjoy!
The unnerving effect a storm can have on a person, that ominous feeling they can get... I'm sorry if there are any typos or anything, I was in a huge rush to write this because I'm not going to be able to get to a computer anytime soon.
A girl who looks to her past boyfriends while she waits for her date. I wrote this story as an exercise for my romance portions of any book that i'm going to try and create.
A brief moment between lovers.
This is a short Haiku poem about love. It's simple and to the point about how love should be. So just take a moment to read my poem and keep my words in mind as you go on your journey to find love.
A middle-aged man talking about his past and what he's up to now. In the small town of Euphoria, it's all set-up. West living people are poor, east living are rich. The governments have heavy planes for this small town. However, their first step to making these plans are to destroy the old stone bridge, a loved and renowned spot for kids, the elderly, and couples. However, this middle-aged man has an idea to stop the government's destruction of this bridge. Will he succeed or will the
It was a summer night in the summer of '11 that I heard the scream. Join me as I recall a short true adventure I recall in an narrative I wrote in 8th grade. Enjoy!
The unnerving effect a storm can have on a person, that ominous feeling they can get... I'm sorry if there are any typos or anything, I was in a huge rush to write this because I'm not going to be able to get to a computer anytime soon.
A girl who looks to her past boyfriends while she waits for her date. I wrote this story as an exercise for my romance portions of any book that i'm going to try and create.
A brief moment between lovers.