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Opal already had a tough day. Nothing else could happen, Right?

I missed the End Bullying Contest but I thought I would write something anyway.

All types of sin is characterized by a going away from God and moving deeper into the darkness.

In light of my poem "Wake Up", I decided to write this next one. This piece is repetitive but it gets the point across. That point is that when you are in love, you don't realize how far is too far until.... well I'll just let you proceed.

Drake G. Jackson was hit by a drunk driver in the month of December. His parents weren't as nice to him before he was injured. He happened to bring his family back together like how there were before. Through his injury, Christmas is a very special day. How serious is his injury? Will it affect his daily life? Would grades even matter anymore after what just happened? Find out the answer to all your questions as you join Drake and his family in Trauma.

N.G a 14 year old greaser girl who is coming of age and goes threw some challenging experiences with her friends.

This is my first time writing a story and English is not my first language sorry for the mistakes... Its a story about Jungkook a guy who wants to be himself but fails in living like that .taehyung a person Make a change in his life and how the change turned in future...

Here you'll learn so many ways to dump a boy that it's unreal!

Hey guys, its COREY SCHERE HERE!! Its prank day. (The chapters are really short btw)

a series of writing and poetry focusing on the feelings felt through the ending of a long distance relationship.

A lot of people say that you can't love your best friend more than you should do. Ika nga nila, you can't have it all. That's why when I started to feel this feeling, I know that I'm in big trouble. Dahil alam ko naman kung saan lang ang lugar ko sa kaniya. He's my best friend, and he's the one that I am in love with. But he seems too far, for me to reach, for me to hold, and for me to love.

Most of us get caught up in our own lies. Without escape we are hunted by the memories and thoughts becoming prisoners in our own minds.

A poem about a single lie gone too far.

Playmate, someone that would give you company when you feel alone, but will never ever give you love or maybe it will?

It simply happened. Or did it not? The memories in my mind are all blurry and confusing. I feel like bit by bit, I'm eating myself. No, I feel like a match. I feel like the match, litten, gently strokes a bit of paper. I feel I'm the bit of paper. Slowly breaking into pieces, until there's nothing left from me. But none of this cares. Because the day she comes, I'll remember why I'm here. Until then...