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My name is Kara Hart and I am 16. I enjoy reading, writing, singing, and dancing. I like watching anime and movies. Recently I have been researching more online and by reading books about my religion, Paganism. I am super involved in my school by participating

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A lasting love: 3 of 66
My Love For YouYou ask me WHY I love you,but that, I cannot explain.So many feelings inside my head,so confusing and unreadable.To explain WHY i love you,would be impossible.But I could tell you how I feel,and explain what you mean to me.You know that you are in true love,...when you feel like you love someone,and they love y... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Loneliness: 62 of 579
She says no one understands her.They say that they do.She says no one knows what she goes through.They say they do.But they DON'T!They really don't!No matter how much they want to,or how much they try,They will never know,Because NO ONE ever goes through the EXACT same thing,So they will never understand one another completel... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rape: 13 of 68
Very few people know,what it feels like,to have soemthing special,stolen from you.Something that defines youas a person.It has been there forever,then in one quick moment,it's goneand you can never get it back.One little secret,that would tear a family apart.That would cause so many people,so much pain.That would destroy the ... More..
Relationships & Family > Romance & Sexuality Should the federal government set a national age for sexual consent for teens?: 10 of 39
I believe that the federal government SHOULD NOT set a national age for sexual consent for teens. I am speaking from a teen's point of view and I understand that by setting this age, the federal government is trying to reduce the number of teens that are uneducated or unprepared that become pregnant or inflicted with a sexual... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sad endings: 16 of 59
If sadness was a color,it would be blue....As blue as a tear drop when someone cries,or as blue as the sky on a cloudless that you have no one to share it with.If sadness was a taste,it would be sour....As sour as a lemon that puckers yours lips and brings tears to your eyes.If sadness was a smell,it would be musty....As must... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My best friend: 39 of 134
As she walks down the hallway of her school,The eyes stare and burn into her soul,like a hot branding iron against the tough animal hide.The faces, they tell her that she doesn't belong there.The whispers, she knows they are about her,but why can't people say it to her face?The taunts and torments fill her head,and replay lik... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous: 150 of 478
I have a very tiny room,With a trash can to match.My trash can has no lid,Or even a trash hatch.All my trash goes in,But before I take it out,Somehow it ends up spilledAnd trash is all about.In the place it is now sitting,It has been spilled a lot.So, if I move it, it won't get spilled,Is the thing I thought.I moved it by the... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain in life: 188 of 594
Why is it that every time I get close to someone,They either abandon me or betray me in some way?Why is it that every person I thought that I could trust,Ends up being disloyal or dishonest?How is it possible that every promise ever told to me,Is never kept? Is always broken?Why does it seem that every time I try to help some... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Romantic pain: 82 of 174
When tears fall from your eyes,it is a sign of a broken heart.When the many tears make more pain,than a man is worth.And the song that makes you think of him,won't stop reapeating in your mind,it makes more tears fall,and more pain surface.No one can dry your tears.No one can make the pain stop.No one can fix your broken hear... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Human understanding: 22 of 42
I am a human being.I question the unexplainable, even though I know there are no answers.I hear things, then repeat them, turning it into gossip.I see pain all around me, but can't help, even though I wish I could.I want everything, but need little.I am a human being.I occassionally pretend to be something that I'm not, just ... More..