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I wrote my first piece when I was six years old, a gory short story called 'Bloody Mary'. I wrote it as a Valentine's gift for my mom, not realizing at the time the holiday's true meaning! As I got older I wrote more and more short stories, with a few poems

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Empathy: 2 of 25

Dennis Seigel woke up extra early on that dreary morning. There was a fog, which seemed to blanket the streets, making it hard to see into the distance. As Dennis got dressed, his wife Darla came up behind him and startled him with a kiss on his neck. "You scared me. I didn't hear you coming up." Darla smiled, and replied, "...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Heartbreak: 36 of 331

I saw You Last night I took a walk down by the reservoir, The air was cool and damp, but felt still and calm. Under the moonlit sky, I saw you. You stood there beneath that old oak tree, Looking young and healthy. The night grew dark and you faded away While your picture remained in my mind. And I continued to walk. Nights p...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Death of a firefighter: 5 of 32

Thursday started off much like any other day of the week. Michael Styles' twelve hour shift didn't start until noon, though he was still awake at quarter after six. His wife Sydney was a doctor at a walk in medical clinic, so while Michael spent his day at the firehouse, she maintained her own hectic schedule. The couple wer...
Sports & Recreation > Auto Racing (Other) High speed car racing: Should Daytona and Talladega be banned?: 5 of 30

It is ignorant to think that high speed racing should be banned, just as it is to think football and baseball should be banned due to steroid usage. High speed racing is a sport that has immensely grown within recent years, and along with its rise in popularity it has increased its safety standards. Any fan, or somebody watc...
Food & Drink > Drinks (Other) How alcohol can help with social networkiing: 1 of 6

Alcohol is a large part of our social society these days. It's promoted all over the media; tv and radio commercials, ads in magazines, billboards, and t-shirts, to name a few. A common thing that can be found in each of these sources of advertising is a group of people enjoying that specific brand of alcohol while having a ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Halloween: 12 of 51

Albert Rianco began the Friday morning as he would any other day; his routine was simple yet structured. Once the alarm sounded, he was off to the shower, followed by the cleansing of his face and the application of his wardrobe for the day. That too was basic; he had several suits to choose from, and each night before he la...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Outcasts: 25 of 73

The Night I Died The weather was seasonably warm for late October, but few have been complaining about the Indian summer. As long as I can remember it was always bitter cold on Halloween, and my mother would always force me to wear a jacket over my costume. I always hated it, for I saw nothing scary about a vampire wearing a...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Soul mates: 38 of 89

Is it possible for two completely people to meet and fall in love? The thought of a soul mate, that one special person who is right for you, seems a little unlikely. Sam Tinland thought about this quite often, as he searched for his true love. In the past he'd dated a few different girls; some which seemed they could go some...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Birth: 35 of 81

Cheryl wasn't supposed to be due for another 8 weeks. That Thursday morning she awoke with more pain than usual. At first she thought it might be soreness or the baby moving, but it continued to persist. She phoned her husband at Devon the moment she noticed herself bleeding. Devon rushed home and immediately took Cheryl to ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reflections: 103 of 229

The Wave The horizon, so perfect, so serene. The wave originates, Slowly making it's destination ashore. The current picks up, And the crescent begins to form. Inch by inch, foot by foot, The wave grows to its peak. Suddenly the wave begins to break, And crashes ashore, Ending its journey. The water recedes, And the wave fol...