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Many apologies but first I'm going to promote myself to publishers so please ignore this paragraph if you are not one (though being writers I doubt you will). My manuscript is a collection of short stories aimed at older teenagers to adults that are narratives

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Despair: 14 of 77
'Now and Then I Think' The sun shines on my face, dazzling my eyes as I walk through the avenue of trees. A breeze blows through my hair and the grass is soft on my feet. Such a place of beauty, a place of summer. A place where most people could relax and let their mind wander. My mind wanders to winter. The trees tower over ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Witches & wizards: 5 of 24
The Sky The sky. A never ending blanket that covers the ground. An infinite space. Another world. And this sky contains many other skies. The light blue reassurance of a clear sky. The blood red harshness of a dying sky. The orange of a dawn sky and the green of a sea sky. The dark blue of a stormy sky and the dead black of a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain in life: 138 of 594
Pain.A state of being.Agony.A state of heart.Torture.A state of soul.Life.A state of pain. More..
Hobbies & Games > Video Game Reviews Downloadable game reviews: BloomBusters: 3 of 12
When I first saw this game, I must admit I was not impressed. The graphics looked lovely and cutesy but it was about flowers. With a name like Bloom Busters, I thought I was about to endure some low standard farming gameplay. I couldn't have been more wrong. True, watering flowers is a part of the game, but only as a quick mi... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Animals: 27 of 72
From A Place Up High Watching. Waiting. The streets are a myriad of mazes from this height. He blinks his eyes rarely, ever watching. From up here you can see from the hustle and bustle of the marketplace, over to the docks and even all the way out to sea. There is so much to be seen, such life! And he knows it. He has lived ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Loneliness: 37 of 92
APOCALYPSE HAS COME Apocalypse has come. Now it is gone. Too early for some, too late for others. Either way it was over in a flash. Who had caused it? Was it God, raging at all of humanity? Was it the Devil, succeeding in all his plans? Was it a new beginning, a new chance? Was it natural, had Earth finally given up? No. It ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Outcasts: 32 of 72
The AssassinHe was afraid. Very afraid. Not for himself. He stopped being that years ago. He was afraid for her... Gliding across the lawn, like a vampire bat working alongside the dark void of night, invisible, finding his prey. No doubt. He was at the right place. Pink door, green letterbox, just as the man had described. H... More..
Education > Education (Other) What place do libraries have in our education system today, considering the rise in Internet-based research?: 43 of 73
With the growing use of the internet by today's secondary school student, are libraries becoming obsolete? Do the disadvantages of an in-school library now outweigh the advantages? Well first we must ask ourselves, what are the advantages of a library? Firstly, they are an open source free for use for any student. Any person ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The masks we wear: 108 of 171
Ha ha ha!The masks we wear?Laugh at me,Are you scared?Am I just an honest tramp?Answer me, Answer me.In the dark am I a lamp?You're kidding me.Ha!See it cracking,plaster screech.Kicking me.Killing me.See I'm laughing,Smiling bleach.You're kidding me.Ha!See my smile,Etched in face.Look in eyes,A masterpiece.Laughing, screaming... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Memories: 361 of 539
Do you remember last month?It feels longer than that,When I held you in my arm,And caressed you 'til dawn.Do you remember that?Do you remember our youth?I feel older now,When we'd play in your room,And giggle and moan.Do you remember that?Do you remember my love?Mine lasts longer than yours,When I'd look in your eyes,Until th... More..