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Hello, my name is Annemieke. I graduated with honors in 2005 with a B.A in Journalism and a minor in English. I did some freelance writing for a small christian newspaper out in Northern California where I used to live. I did not like Journalism though and

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Sanity: 1 of 24
"On the Inside" A Short Story My Real Life as a psychiatric inpatient I would like to introduce myself as a 31-year-old women who has battled mental illness all of my life. Ever since the age of 13, I knew that something was different about me. I was not interested in the things that other children did, I was always sad. I h... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The past: 14 of 28
The Secret Box My parents dont know that I have it; its my box, my secret box and theres all kinds of great stuff in there. It does'nt have a lock on it and its not very pretty, in fact its gray. However, I put my own decorations on the front, drawings that I colored all by myself with a magic marker. Most of the time, I sta... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Deserted: 3 of 6
"I DONT HAVE THE TIME" I dont know many people, but for all the ones I do they are always just to busy to give me a minute or two, It doesnt matter if I say "Hi" could you chat a bit today Its always the same story, IM JUST TOO BUSY, OKAY, My kids are tugging at me, and work has me swamped, My husbands planning a party, and ... More..
Health & Fitness > Mental Illness Self-Mutilation: Overview of cutting: 2 of 4
Trail Of Bloody Tears MY FIGHT WITH SELF MUTILATION I had a disease which in the psychological world really does not have a "firm" label. However, it is very serious and should NEVER be taken lightly. Back in 2002 when I wrote this article for a college assignment I was deeply affected by my self-injury, however now I am hap... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Medication: 13 of 22
"The PILL Box" Be careful what you wish for, I thought I had you, but the pill box told me different, getting on with my life, trying to change, the months, the years the days, the weeks, the hours, different colors, different shapes, Monday, orange and round Tuesday, blue, i tried to change for you, Wednesday, little trees ... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Death of a pet: 31 of 48
"Losing Sydney" "On the way to the Emergency Vet" In Remembrance 1992-2007 Sydney was the cat who had been with me the longest. She was 15-years old when I had to make the agonizing decision to put her to sleep. It was a Saturday afternoon, August 11 of this year. She had been lying on the floor for a couple of days, but tha... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Smoking: 37 of 56
THE SHED" All alone in a shed, In the middle of the night with heat lamps burning and false candlelight. I have just finished a book and I am taking a drag from a cancer stick that has become my whole life. The street cleaner is buzzing from a few blocks away, And I cannot understand why I still stay. There are ashes on my p... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Heartbreak: 249 of 357
"I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE, BOO BOO" We were together six years, longer than some people are married; we met on the Internet in a club for the depressed. We had our good times, I still dream of his hand intertwined within my small fingers, laying my tired head on his chest and listening to him breath. Soft kisses on my face a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a loved one: 435 of 599
The Shattered Window There it is on the second floor, Behind the glass was a man I did not know, Behind the glass was the stranger's home Through seventeen years it was unknown, Now after death, the window speaks a silent tale of regret and shame; to all those who were left behind A shattered reminder for the living to alway... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a parent: 120 of 156
The Last Leaves Have Fallen (A goodbye poem to my mother) The last leaves have fallen, changing your life into death. Cancer took you from me as nature gasped its last autumn breath. You ascended to the heavens, as naked trees with skeleton fingers hungered for their former spring vests. The last leaves have fallen, and so i... More..