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I'm currently a student that will be attending college in the fall. I love writing and plan to be a fiction writer. Besides writing however, I love drawing, singing, decorating, and crafts. I have no siblings (which is bliss), but I do have a Netherlands

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Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Relationships: 4 of 87

"You've got to be kidding me, man!" Trevor wrapped a thick white towel around his waist and sat down. "How the heck does Coach Hayes expect us to be ready for a tournament this weekend when he's been out of town for nearly a month?" "C'mon Trev, you know how Hayes is." The towering seventeen year old crammed several cotton s...
Society & Lifestyle > Racism Dealing with prejudices in today's society: 1 of 20

Memory is one of the most valued and unique characteristics belonging to humans. So esteemed is this trait that people go to great lengths to preserve it through pictures, videos, journals, or even medication. Nonetheless, history's delicate tapestry has been tarnished with the blood of hundreds of thousands of people from a...
Creative Writing > Satire Satire: High school: 1 of 13

School is a place where learning and growth thrive. American teenagers from nearly all walks of life have had experiences, either good or bad, with education. But one problem that is evident in nearly all teenagers runs the risk of destroying established learning in schools and promoting division nationwide. Contrary to popu...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dreams: 74 of 591

Whimsical illusions scurry, Ever present and never retreating. Deeper, deeper the depths Of placid solitude lead, Lifting me higher until I reach infinity's end. Song birds whisper Hymns of delightful praise And mangroves heave with ease. Tumbling down mountain tops, Sprites giggle in unison. They stop to smell blossoms; Orc...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Satan: 18 of 118

Dark lord and ruler of the night Evil shrouds you; concealing you From the light. At the sound of gilt trumpets Singing their melodious tune, Rage boils in your gut Erupting in the form of foul immorality Claws twisted with duplicity And eyes scarlet from conceit. You travel earth, Vengeance weighing you down. Limited power ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Freedom from tyranny: 4 of 10

I hear America singing. Children catching bugs in mid air The parents watch gingerly As the wind blows through their land. Winds of change gather power To destroy towers of pride. The plantation owner is baffled And the slaves jump with glee. The tower was destroyed. One, two, and then three are erected, For the wind ceased....
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Wildlife: 19 of 47

How exuberant is the steed That grazes upon orange pumpkin seeds, A top the grassy foothills Beyond the coursing river yields Its will raging- Its eyes intent, As wise as old crescent moon Muscles tense, prepared for flight. Confidence encamps it a strewn, Knowledge filling the sight- Until exuberance's mission is complete, ...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Understanding relationships: 6 of 10

Rebecca couldn't concentrate. Putting her pen down, she rubbed her eyes. Several stray curls hung loosely out of the young woman's messy bun. The question that she asked numerous times bombarded her mind again. "Why, dad?" she whispered. Why did her father quit his job? It didn't make any sense. It was a stable job making go...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Serenity: 42 of 65

Whisper of the summer shadow Chanting beneath cool sleeping gardens. Water like sweet honey peaches Worship behind small distant benches. Into night by way of travel Landing throughout nice weeping landings. The thrill of sweet summer begun
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Suspense: 179 of 188

His eyes found hers. Heather looked down blushing and tried picking up the loose papers strewn across the marble floor. Why did stuff like this always have to happen to her? "Hey," He began picking up several sheets. "Let me help you with that. It's my fault I slammed into you." "No, no. I wasn't paying attention and-" Holdi...