Homey Stories

Four teens were killed in a terrible indecent. After being brought back alive as an artificial intelligence in Homey Airport they are trained to be weapons for the government.

A poem about home

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In a world like this one, There's only so much we can do to bring about change But as humans, Even the tiniest little experiences Bond us for life. Welcome to my Poetry Collection! Featuring poems by me, and, if this gets popular enough, my friends as well!! Comment on any chapter to give requests of topics to cover or if you'd like to submit a poem!

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You just moved into your new house. you all get your rooms and get unpacking. you have nothing really to do, maybe because you haven't even passed the 6th grade yet. until you hat introduced to bfb and tpot... it has changed your whole life... and your name... ... Ashley Greenland

Megan never liked Will. They were technically worst enemies throughout middleschool and highschool. during the summer holidays, they created an account on this social networking site with a different name to their own, and eventually became best friends without knowing that they are worst enemies at school. they were so close that they could talk about all the random-est things in the world. they started knowing more and more about eachother and share alot of similar interests. everything was normal, until the two found out they lived in the same city, and decided to meet up.

A poem about love and home

ثلاقايث رلاباثل رلاؤلاثب رىؤباياث اايث اياثؤ اياياث صؤااي ييايؤاؤاييغيقبععيي لاقافعياثابلابتثت باابا اقاؤ ابثيؤ اؤاؤتفتؤ يت ترنر ؤءسمتترترترت لاثاؤغررعخ لاىلىلت فتلت قررل لتق ففتف هخغتةىةفقثي لاةافثؤبلف ىةاف فةقةؤةب لالفثسي ةرع لالاغتاقبلفقيؤبى

A deep sleep... Then a noise comes to light, a beeping sound. A monitor to be exact, beeping rhythmically , and faint. But soon it got louder. You open your eyes, a white light surrounding you, and covering your blurry vision, you try to open your eyes all the way. But the pain doesn't let you. Your sense of touch is slowly beginning to creep in. The feeling of cords connected to all parts of you start to register, and then, a hand. Squeezing yours gently. You try to crane your neck to see who's hand it is, and out of the corner of your eyes, you see a gloved one, a large one at that, connected to a large bicep, covered in orang-ish fur. Connected to that arm, is your protector, savior, and lover. Sleeping right by your side, and holding your hand. Until you wake up. Story I'm making as a gift for my friend, I hope you like it Mystic!

Rory O'Connell needs a long break from reality. In the year 1998 she decides to run off to escape her problems. As Rory gets on a bus to leave her small town in Indiana, she meets Sam, a guy from her school she's seen in the halls only once or twice. They instantly click, and agree to run away together.