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I have been a member of Helium since June, 2009. It has been an exciting time for me. I have come in third, twice, in writing contests during that time, and hope to win at some point. I know I have been improving my writing skills along the way.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Autumn leaves: 3 of 121
Red, gold, and yellow color the hills and valleys. Autumns leaves have cloaked the trees in glory. A final burst of color to warm the soul before Winter takes the reins and rules the earth. The crisp feel of the air is echoed in the crisp crunch under foot as a walk in the leaves brings a pinch of color to cheeks, reminiscen... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Murder: 1 of 39
This is the first chapter of my novel: Trail of Tears. Daniel stood with his head bowed, the sun beating hot on the top of his head, glinting off the dark shades he wore. He was standing over the latest grisly discovery and could feel the coffee churning in his gut. "Hey Chief." His second in command came ... More..
Health & Fitness > Medical Ethics Is signing a DNR (do not resuscitate) order passive suicide?: 1 of 29
The decision to sign a DNR order is one that is highly personal and one that should be made after much thought and discussion with your loved ones. It is one that should be made long before your mind is "muddled" with any mind altering drugs. With technology becoming better and better, and medical care becoming more advanced... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Prejudice: 1 of 29
The warm, chocolate gaze in your eyes, promises safety, love and home. Laughter lives in there, too, but also pain, and mysteries of unknown size. While quick with a smile or a laugh and born to protect, at times, when unguarded, your face reveals heartaches, kept hidden away. On rare occasions, a word will be spoken ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Halloween horror: 3 of 51
The witches brew their potions And zombies lurch from their graves. Vampires rule the land tonight. Humans, be very afraid. The Lord of the Morning Star Walks the earth tonight again. His minions have gathered to celebrate. The dark world is his domain. Don't dress up your little children. Keep them home where it's safe a... More..
Religion & Spirituality > Religion & Spirituality (Other) Do you believe that humanity was created by extraterrestrials?: 1 of 17
Do I believe man was made by extraterrestrials? Not in the sense the question was asked, no. If you want to get technical, then, yes I do. The word itself means not of this earth. God is not of this earth. He does not live here. He lives in heaven and I do believe He created man. In Genesis 1:26-28, we read about God ma... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fighting a losing battle: 1 of 17
This deja vu' we call life Makes me feel like drowning in sadness. It is all happening again, Same way, same anger, same blame. Is it even worth fighting for anymore? Bruised and damaged, bandaged and bloody This thing we once called love. It is gone from your eyes now. Only anger remains; anger and accusations. I feel the wa... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Silencing the pain: 1 of 16
Tis the witching hour and I am once again locked in a battle with you, my old foe. My love lies sleeping, unaware of the fight raging around him, and I wish it to remain so. What has it been? Ten years now that we fight, and each year you gain a little more ground. You have stolen bits of my life over time, so... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Death of a friend: 2 of 28
November, 2004, was the month I lost my best friend. We had known each other since we had been in the fifth grade and had gone to school together all the way through high school. Our parents ended up becoming friends, so we spent a lot of time at each other's homes as we grew up. She was a beautiful girl. Her mom was full blo... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Horror mystery: 2 of 21
The boy heard his mama crying in the night and his dad's deep voice trying to comfort her. It had been a week since the strange waters had started coming up from the old sulphur mine west of town and people were afraid. Foul smelling, evil looking, dark water that seemed to swirl through the town's streets with a mind of its ... More..