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this is a small story about Mia who finda a doll, but doesn't know that it's got a horrible curse...
My names Leah. Leah Knight. My life is nothing but boring. But, one story changed all that. Leah is a seventeen year old girl that all she does is pity herself, isolate herself in her room, and listen to music to escape her world. She thinks her life is worthless with having no friends caused by her shyness and quietness and falling for a guy that has no idea she even exists. Leah tries her best to get by the days with the same thing happening everyday. But, as soon as Leah makes a wish on a
Valerie never told her that she has never forgotten those unforgettable words Jessica said, "Valerie, you know since we were in our mothers' wombs we are already best friends."
A poem about 9/11, written entirely from actual closed caption descriptions of sounds from footage and dramatizations of 9/11.
A modified tale of Little Red Riding Hood.
The harder I tried the more my brain pulsed, there was only fire,β DEATH IS FREEDOM!!β that is all that keep coming back; over and over again. I could hear my heart beating rapidly in my chest, wanting to scream, βSHUT UPβ at my head. Wanting the endless phrase to stop its haunting echo. The images of fire mingled with distorted faces tortured my mind, and crazed laughter chilling over my soul. This story is for all that dream and ends in a nightmare...
this is a small story about Mia who finda a doll, but doesn't know that it's got a horrible curse...
My names Leah. Leah Knight. My life is nothing but boring. But, one story changed all that. Leah is a seventeen year old girl that all she does is pity herself, isolate herself in her room, and listen to music to escape her world. She thinks her life is worthless with having no friends caused by her shyness and quietness and falling for a guy that has no idea she even exists. Leah tries her best to get by the days with the same thing happening everyday. But, as soon as Leah makes a wish on a
Valerie never told her that she has never forgotten those unforgettable words Jessica said, "Valerie, you know since we were in our mothers' wombs we are already best friends."
A poem about 9/11, written entirely from actual closed caption descriptions of sounds from footage and dramatizations of 9/11.
A modified tale of Little Red Riding Hood.
The harder I tried the more my brain pulsed, there was only fire,β DEATH IS FREEDOM!!β that is all that keep coming back; over and over again. I could hear my heart beating rapidly in my chest, wanting to scream, βSHUT UPβ at my head. Wanting the endless phrase to stop its haunting echo. The images of fire mingled with distorted faces tortured my mind, and crazed laughter chilling over my soul. This story is for all that dream and ends in a nightmare...