Freedomofspeech Stories

Larry Lir and the Lost Curse. Long ago, the Children of Lir were turned into swans by a jealous spell - and their story has echoed through Ireland ever since. Now, twelve-year-old Larry Lir, one of their last descendants, carries a shadow of that ancient curse. No one knows how to break it - not since his parents vanished, leaving him alone with their tiny detective agency and a past full of secrets. Whispers follow Larry wherever he goes. Some say he's older than time itself. Others say he can command dark magic. Larry isn't sure what's true - until three Cuban orphans appear at his door, begging for help. Something about them feels... connected. When he takes their case, Larry is swept into a web of hidden powers, secret symbols, and a deadly enemy - the mysterious Da Silva, who carries a curse of his own. Their clash will test Larry's courage, his heart, and the very limits of the magic in his blood. Across the green hills and stormy coasts of Ireland, Larry must uncover the truth behind his family's legacy - before the curse claims him forever. Steeped in Irish myth and shimmering with magic, Larry Lir and the Lost Curse is a tale of courage, friendship, and the power that lies within believing in yourself - even when the odds are ancient and impossible.

This is a personal compilation of short stories, poems, and letters written in English and Filipino addressed to my readers.

A pile of untold truth

raw truthfull poetry from the depths of a soul veiwing life from a very jaded window, come take a veiw from a different window and see a different veiw

Everyone of these is an original by yours truly. I don't use a specific style. You can expect to find some sonnets, a few haikus, but mostly free verses. A poem can mean different things to the readers and the artist. I will never tell you what mine mean; however I will fully endorse and encourage your interpretations regardless of the original intent. And now without further ado and for your reading pleasure, please enjoy these poems: #poetry #poems #prose #sad #happy #sonnet #haiku #verse #beyourself #ideas #why

A collection of political musings & analysis from an American citizen.

What happens when a liberal journalist stumbles upon an intoxicating Hindu fiction story that dares to tread the path of blasphemy?

Actually It's a poem .. A girl expressing her feelings what , why she feels . The state that she ain't wanna be in but she forcefully is in it ( the situation ) .. Her own people usually make her feel low always and she has expressed what she is going through and why does she feel like caged .. To know about it let's start reading .. Thank you 😊

Just a bit of unheard voice that want to be read.

these are all the thoughts in my head- uncensored, unstructured, and exactly as they flow out. this is a technique called free writing. which is why I call this free speech this is basically my diary. (this is the way I think I guess) it's cathartic, which is why I do it. I have good days and bad days but it helps more on the bad days. these are written randomly, whenever I feel like it, whenever I have too many thoughts and emotions and I'm overflowing (so it's kinda over dramatic) my mind (like everybody else's) is confusing, what can I say -alright I'm out-

when an over thinker writes,the deep feelings are poured into the peice of paper... What does a poem need? Pinch of humour,little bit of rhyme and a whole world of emotions.... Maybe my write-ups are not the best but they will make u feel and think about the normal things differently

Throughout her life, NyxChampion has seen and lived through much. Bullying, heartbreak, loss, betrayal, a civil rights movement and even a global pandemic. She writes down her thoughts and turns them into essays and poems. But these essays are different. They are not the traditional essays you write in school. Her poems are pulled from her very soul. They are more like an inner monologue or a short narrative or speech. They hold within them Nyx's heart and soul. In her essays she uses descriptive language and pulls everything written from her soul. -OR- A compilation of short essays that I have written throughout my life. They tend to touch on social issues as well as personal experiences, and might get into political issues but only as a sort of context thing. Each essay is my own point of view, my way of getting my own frustrations with the world out there. I will admit that these essays have no forethought, or planning or even much editing. They are each my train of thought as I was writing about whatever issues I was writing about. I do hope that you enjoy, each essay actually means a lot to me. Comments made by people who have read my essays: "This is really just an amazing sentence. Oh, [Nyx]--thanks for writing this. I appreciate it so." -My AP Lang teacher "These are so deep and compelling. Good job." - my friend in school "I love it." - a different friend in school

My thoughts on gun violence in America, especially after the Stoneman Douglass shooting in Florida.

When a fire has obliterated everything the only hope of revival lies in the ashes. Find the Ashes and use them to fuel your ambitions. It's not what has happened to you but what you are made of that defines your destiny.

"I'm pregnant she says, I'm scared, I'm too young. This baby won't have a home, Her cry goes unsung..." "What has this country come to? I thought America was the land of the free, The only thing free to roam is the unheard cries of women at the bully tree..."

Come over and chat with me! I have a bunch of ideas and can't wait to share them :)

Your value does not decrease based on someone's inability to see your worth 🏅 Ranked #28 in Freedom of Speech 🏅 Ranked #38 in Self Expression

Life is what we make it

A tropical city is facing a snowstorm. Unlikely? So was the life of this homely woman named Amaira. As a never-seen-before storm surges, so do the courage within her to fight for her rights and dignity against the odds within those walls of her personal prison they call home. Read how she battles the winds while waiting for the sunshine.

A few poems on religion and politics