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Mike is a new member at 924 Gilman Street. He's doing really well at this punk venue. Mike had finally found a place where he found other people that shared his interests and where he felt that he belonged after being a social outcast in high school. He gets to see his favorite bands live, join bands, and even gets a beautiful girlfriend named Adrienne. Mike and Adrienne? Idiots know that is not right. When Billie finds out that Mike and Adrienne are having an affair, Mike must seek Tré's help to escape Billie's wrath. DISCLAIMER: This book is in no way shape or form hating on Adrienne Armstrong. I love Adrienne Armstrong with all my heart and all the Green Day members and their wives. Do not hate on 80 she's amazing. Spread Peace ~jazzyidiot13

A journey by colonial men from long, long ago; searching for land, for freedom, for fame. Africa, a diverse continent, full of colourful people, cultures, landscapes and animals. With these foreign surroundings, Thethora, a hulking man and his group of strong, prejudiced men traverse the depths of this deep continent. Inching closer and closer to overcoming it. On the other hand, a simple woman, Parya, who falls prey to the men during their first capture of her very own village, where it leads her to be enslaved by the colonials.

Things change. Families drift apart. Cat and Jason have to learn that. Leaving your comfort zone can't be easy. But Cat and Jason are all in and they are in this together.

Since we are all the same , our race our face and faith will never make us less HUMAIN .

No one is important enough to decide what's right and wrong, let alone impose those on other people. Everyone, however, is human enough to deserve unconditional respect and this instead must be imposed when it's not properly given by other human beings.

Thoughts on subjects in life

it's a poem... for those who can't breath....

Hello, To the people across the world.. This is basically a book of notes or letters written by me to those times to those people, when I was super dramatically and realistically down.. So you'll mostly understand the most of it ( Well lets just hope for it ). Though I'll try my best to make it better everytime I write.. But please do read.. :P :P

Traveling through the turbulent waters of life, it can get overwhelming. Then throw a life or death situation into the mix. It's all very hectic.

Hi my name is Tania and I have a secret I'm in love with this boy named Tommy bluebird we actually make a good couple. But then again we are not a couple because we can't date. I know your wondering why. Well because I'm black and he's white. Yea it's a racism thing, but I can only dream about us so far right?

"My skin absorbs sun rays and my hair defies gravity, aren't I magical" Join Nike on her journey to self confidence. with the help of family, loved ones and friends, she discovers the beauty underlying within her.

You know... If you dont like someone , you dont have to be rude. The type of words you use,can make a person go mad Your words cut me and create wounds that are deeper than that of a knife.👀😭

This book compiles some poems or bunch of words organized by Aayat. Every poem written is based on whatever the poet feels about love, life and living. The purpose to reach out to a book of poems was so the people can know that there are wonders of poetry buried in everyone and everything, if they call out and understand. Poetry is a platform I am free to express whatever I feel, create or see. #love #life #peace

A collection of poetry that covers issues from all over the world, issues that strike everyone's lives. I hope you enjoy, and I hope you find meaning in the words I scrawl on this page. ❤️ --- Thanks a ton to LYNWAH for being such a wonderful friend, supporter, and person! The cover you made attracted a lot more people to this book, so I wouldn't be here without you! Make sure to check her out and send her love!

This is an Informational Text about being respectful towards others. I am still 11 years old so it most likely has a few mistakes in it.

it all started when a normal boy walked to me. when i knew he is capable of doing anything. without anyone noticing. and when he swiftly intrudes my life. copyright2019@vynnoor

"No way!" my eyes widened and I ran towards the door. But he beat me to it and carried me over his shoulder to his bed. "Put me down you psycho!" I screamed wiggling out of his grip. "Okay. You asked for it." and with that he dropped me on his bed. I fell with a loud thud. "Urgh I hate you." I groaned rubbing my butt. "Nope you love me too much for that," he replied. He was now over me, straddling my hips. He leaned in and for the first time in 3 weeks we kissed. It started off gentle, soft and sweet and I closed my eyes to savour it. But then he became more rough and demanding. My eyes flew open as he started taking things to a different level. He started sucking on my neck roughly and I felt gross. "Dylan... Please stop..." Hey guys!! For more info check out the book. Dedicated to Rubixcube8921 for her book, The Good Girl's Bad Boys Read, vote, comment and share. Love y'all and keep rocking the free world✌✌✌

It was a really crucial game for the season.There were many people waiting outside in the field. As soon as he walked out of the lockers' room he felt the dazzling lights blinding him. He squinted his eyes and looked among the crowd. At least two hundred people were already packed in the bleachers, each one of them with popcorn, chips or any other unhealthy, full of fat and sugar snack in their hands. He tried to spot his mother. After some seconds he found her anon the tenths of parents who are there to support their sons in the game which can determine whether or not they would be at the finals which are to be in three weeks. WARNING! This story has not been edit yet! Read at your own risk!

A story about racism and violence. We grow up in a world full of denial and betrayal. A story written by me, deep inside my heart. I hope you have a good time reading it.

Poetry is breaking past the inhibitions that hold you down,celebrating what you like and staying true to yourself Brevity is soul of poetry and our life should be like that small but concise quality matters not the quantity