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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Night: 1 of 22
Breeze left him. His mother was standing by the porch with her arms crossed. His father was near the little pond with a cigarette. His sister was still inside, probably in her room with the blinds open, looking down into the yard. His brother was different. Sitting in a white plastic chair reading a comic book. He was always... More..
Relationships & Family > Talking with Teens & Children How to listen to your teen: 1 of 18
Are you a parent who finds it difficult to listen to your teen? At times, what a teenager has to say may not be the most appealing to a parents ears, and it might be tempting not to listen altogether. The fact is, some teenagers will say things that are primarily intended to give rise or to instigate some sort of conflict, b... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Society & Lifestyle (Other) When teens don't care: 1 of 12
Adolescence can be a trying time. Anyone who has ever experienced it remembers the rapid changes taking place in the body and the mind, and might recall the feelings that accompany such a change. It is a fact of life that some teenagers meet this change with a less than perfect degree of civility. Sometimes teens faced with ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: That day: 1 of 10
Something Sexual She was sitting across from me there in boring room. I wasn't bored at all. In fact, the lecture in that place held my interest. But not only that, but she did as well. I tried to keep from looking. The veins in my neck suffocated and my head was feeling lighter and brighter. The last time I remember feeling... More..
Parenting & Pregnancy > Adolescence Why most teens don't take parental advice: 2 of 15
Adolescence can be a trying time. Anyone who has ever experienced it will remember the enormous changes that took place both physically and mentally, and can recall the feelings that accompanied those changes. As a teenager, one begins to develop a certain outlook on the world that shifts from the relatively small view of th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Within: 2 of 15
Kevin I was walking, or perhaps not. I was talking, though I've been wrong. I'll be weeping later in the day- the crows they keep me up at night. Give me reason, I'll give you math. Give me substance, I might hand it back. Give me breath, I'll try and make it last. Plant me peace, I'll sow you a better man. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On my own: 1 of 5
North I talk wild to the night. It is my song for dawn, on the eve of days gone wrong; so help me God. I talk wind to the saints who have saved me. I've left them who I am, and what I will be. I grant forbearance to the opulent Spectator; he who lends his hands for my well being. Now I sit a stick in the sky, gazing curiousl... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Strangers: 12 of 56
Habitual Discussion Where sky meets earth they stood in wait for the hesitant sun to reach its hole. In a ground no different then its own, a place to call its home. In waiting they were shy, but not consumed to taking the first plunge of talk. All questions not alone, for some were present underground. All they had to do wa... More..
Health & Fitness > Emotional Health & Wellbeing Getting a handle on stress: 3 of 14
Stress is inescapable. Every person who has ever lived has experienced some form of stress, and for most of us, it is something we experience on a daily basis. Stress impacts everything we do, and often times, how we do it. It can lead to a whole host of problems, namely the degradation of one's physical and mental health. F... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Loss of innocence: 7 of 26
Jeremy A three foot skeleton emerged. He ran from the merchant with a dead fish and a smile. Furiously, and with as much endeavor as his brittle bones could afford, he hurled the sack over his back and soared over a crumpling concrete wall. The other side wasn't much to his liking. The palisade pickets on either end of the s... More..