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i have tried to get published but i haven't written anything i found worthy of submitting. i am currently living in southern new jersey trying to decide what to make of myself.

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Politics, News & Issues > Politics, News & Issues (Other) 9/11 memorial: About the twin lights (World Trade Center): 5 of 10

"Beep, beep, beep, beep." Uggh, are you kidding me? I thought as my left hand slammed down to quiet my alarm. 5:50 am, June 11th. Pulling the covers back over my head I was gaining the strength to get out of bed. Finally I did it, throwing my covers off me I sat up and placed my bare feet on the cool wood floor. "It's last d...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Relationships: 53 of 88

Michelle Reed walked into the dimly lit bar. "Just breath." she told herself smoothing out her short black dress. She took one last deep breath and padded across the bar floor in her stelleto's, that's when she saw him. Gregory Henderson or rather Dr. Henderson, that's what Michelle, gets for letting her father set her up. S...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Domestic violence: 10 of 14

Shelly stared into the eyes of the man she thought loved her, the man she gave herself to night after night only asking to be loved in return. This wasn't love, this was hatred, cruelty, abuse. That's it, abuse. Shelly thought of the word, cringing in pain as he hit her again and again. Blow after blow, to the ribs, the face...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Family: 40 of 55

My name is Allyson Delmont and I am growing up in Richmond, Virginia. It's the summer before freshman year at Richmond High. My three best friends and I are going to make it a worth while summer. You see my best friend Lilly Fremont is moving to Maryland at the end of the summer and it's going to be really hard, we have been...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Suicide: 120 of 134

Here I sit on the bathroom floor, for the third time today. It's 11pm and everyone's asleep. I strip off my clothes baring the 30 some odd scars I have afflicted upon myself in the last 5 years. I was 12 when I first look a razor blade to my wrist. My dad was in jail for the second time that year and my mom was busy drinking...
Relationships & Family > Children & Divorce Divorce: A child's perspective: 25 of 25

I was seven year old. Mommy, Daddy and I are in the driveway. "We have something to tell you." Daddy says while mommy holds me. "Mommy and I are getting a divorce" Daddy says. I shrug my tiny shoulders "Okay." I say and they bring me inside. Things started changing after that, daddy moves out and my cousin moves in. Mommy st...