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Hi, I'm Naomi.

I was born in 1992 in Hertfordshire, England, and have lived in the small country village of Weston all my life with my parents and my younger brother. For as long as I can remember, I've loved making music, (where I'd be without the wonderful

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Creative Writing > Memoirs Good-bye: True gardening stories relating to love, life and gardening: 33 of 257

Early. It's that time of year again, winter. I shiver as the cold wind blows the paper about. I fold it up and put it through the letter box and move on to the next house. And as I walk up the road, there it is. Number one, my Granny's house. Well, what was my Granny's house until Wednesday November 22nd last year. That was ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Love: 36 of 141

When I met Luke, I never dreamed that anything would ever split us up - it was love at first sight - but some people can be very unpredictable I breathed out slowly, relaxing and letting go of my thoughts, breathing in what I imagined to be pure white light. My eyes were closed but as I became more focused, I began to feel a...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Reasons to love winter: 28 of 86

I love winter. It's actually such a beautiful time of year. You don't often hear me complaining that it's cold, because when it's cold you get the most amazing things - like ice and snow. Ice is incredible. Especially up in the hills in Scotland, but everywhere else too. I remember one walk up the Birks o' Aberfeldy in Scotl...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Pain from love: 6 of 14

"Mark!" she pulled away. "Rachel, I thought you liked me!" "I do, but..." she stared at him. She did like him. He put his hands on her shoulders and she lifted her head to meet his gaze. "For me, Rach," he whispered. "Mark, I'm fifteen." "Rach..." "No, Mark. When I agreed to come here with you, I had no intention of doing an...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: True feelings: 63 of 132

Sitting in the Circle My friends are all around I suddenly realise What it is that I have found. ThisThis is the right path ThisThis is for me This is what I've chosen This is where I want to be I know that She'll be there Watching as we learn And as we gain more knowledge It's Her love that we will earn Each and every thing...
Education > Secondary School Issues Does sex education in schools encourage teens to have sex?: 33 of 53

Teens and sex - put the two together and you automatically get picutres of teenage pregnancies and the like; our typical steriotypical view of teenagers in general, in fact. The question "Should schools encourage teens to have sex" is a fairly complicated one. Of course schools should not encourage underage sex - what a ridi...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Then & now: 33 of 49

The smell of the salt The sound of the sea The feel of the sand It comes back to me Those strong caring fingers Would grasp my tiny hands As I kneel down to look at The beautiful patterns of waves and sand Pretty shells that glistened And pebbles that would shine I'd hold them in my hands knowing they're where they belong Bu...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Body image: 45 of 65

These hands can comfort What they have hurt A broken heart they'll heal They'll hold you close And dry your tears And stop the pain you feel My hands hold yours Your hands hold mine Together they are one Over the land Through the seas And past the blazing Sun Hands can love Hands can hate Hands can show we care Hands can giv...
Education > Teachers & Administrators Teachers are people too: 5 of 7

I'm not sure when I first began to see teachers as "people" and not "teachers," but it was certainly a long time ago...even before I left primary school. I am now just starting year 12, and from what I've heard, this is the point in school life where most students finally realise that the teachers they've known for the past ...
Education > Education (Other) The gift of music: 3 of 4

Music is one of the most amazing things in life. Well, certainly in my life. At fifteen, I am already relying on music to get me through everyday life - when all else fails, go and play the piano for half an hour! Music is one of the few things that every single person in the entire world can relate to. There are hidden mean...