Passing Stories

This poem means a lot to me. It is about my grandfathers home that I grew up in. He recently passed and in his memory I wrote a poem about his home he loved so much it was in his family for 50+ years. The family is selling it, my grandfather passed away in it as well. This home has brought everyone fond memories including myself. My mother was never really able to provide a permanent home because she was raising 3 children on her own and we always moved around when I was younger this home was always the first home I had to call a home.

This is more a passing to my Grandmother who died January 2nd, 2025.

This is the story of a character Lili remembering her grandma of whom she was really close with. This short story follows her and she grieves her grandma's death and how everyone grieves differently.

well...it's all random unrelated stuff...that pretty much says it all

There are many theories on what happens when people die. Some say that the good people go to heaven. Some people say you are reborn into a new body. Some people think you just disappear, and that's the end of it. But it didn't really matter to me what happened after you died, because I wasn't there yet. I was still in the flashbacks. I am just an ordinary 17 year old girl. I like cheese and chocolate and dogs. I have a first memory. I don't yet have a last. I like driving a lot; but it was the driving that will undo me. When a car crash risks your life and everything in it, what will you see? Your first birthday party? Your parents fifteenth anniversary? What part of your life do you cherish? And what part would you have wanted to change? People say dying is fast. That it doesn't hurt. I guess that they were wrong. It's not the dying that hurts; it's the memories. Cover made by @magicalez

And I learn a third thing As he tells me to run I learn how hard it is to leave As the one you love Gets beaten by their own father. This isnt exactly a romance novel, its more of a reality. It's about the things we learn as we pass through eachothers lives.

This is an elegy, a mourning poem about the passing of my Auntie Sharon. The cover photo is a picture of the Phillipines where she was from.

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Once all is lost, there is no fear of losing anything anymore

Ryan is stringed to a friend since their thirteens, and his journey with Bea starts (platonically) when he is eighteen, and as both of their time starts to unfold, so do the events.

Savannah Little has the short end of the stick when it comes to her family. She is always comparing herself to her sister and her cousins, who seem to have more than her and are better than her. What she really needs is someone who understands her and will be with her despite how broken she feels. Nicholle is working with One Direction on a movie set, so what happens when one of them falls head over heels for Savannah?

Growing up in a small town and losing your friend to suicide This is for him. An explanation of events to better understand is listed

Short poem.