Writing Article: Do We See What We Are Doing?- Poem

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posted by Firewriter

People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a mes in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.

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kingcesar67 Again i am impressed by your beautiful work

Firewriter thank you. Most of my poems I write based off of real life experiences that either I or someone I know have gone through

kingcesar67 Ha. Same here! I get inspired by events

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Stare [short story]

posted by RiverIce

I sit there in my seat
when the teacher sees me
I stare at her
"do your work,"
she says.
I look at her with anger
I look at my math page
The problems stare at me
the klok, bell rings
"Ahhh!" I yell in anger.
people stare at me
I stare at them back.
they run out of the class room
I sit there until the teacher finally sees me.
"you may be dismissed," she says.
I still sit there.
"go," she says.
I stare at her.
She stares at me.
We stare.
"go... don't make me send u to detention,"
I stare at her
she looks at me.
"Ok, u asked for it, Richard, Detention,"
I get up.
Still staring.
I leave and walk to the office.
I stare at the...

We Were Dared [slash]

posted by Insight357

“Hey, bitches!” Espen laughed throwing open the door. His blonde hair fell into his eyes. “Come on in,” he stepped aside and let us all pass. One door one, we all trailed into the crowded, alcohol smelling living room.
Music was softly playing behind everyone’s chatter. Boys and girls danced with and groped one another. In a corner, some students I recognized sat in a group smoking. A few boys stood in the kitchen, cups of liquor in their hands.
“Tatum, Nia, and I are going with Shayde and Lear to pick a game, u coming?” Celeste asked...

Abandoned chapter 2

posted by Seastar4374

I don't know what to think of waking up practicially every uur except for this: 'Why the hell does this happen?!' I was seariously exhausted and I hardly slept. Apperiently the twins are hourly alarm clocks of something because thats what it feels like. Once they fell asleep once again I got my chance. I layed down on the divan, bank and yawned. I only had 12 hours of sleep,oh an hourly basis one uur per every two. I finally fell asleep yet again. They were quiet for two hours this time up until the boy started crying. I groaned and stood up exuhausted. I walk to him. "Whtas wrong baby? Huh?"...

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Dear Alex...

posted by WildCherryWolf

Dear u Know Who u Are,

Love is a deep feeling, and what I felt for u was never love. It was...... I'm not sure, but not love. Love is deep. This only scratched the surface.

Your long blonde hair made u irresistible. Your ice blue eyes were enchanting, made me feel like I was walking on heaven. Your pale skin made me feel like I was in fake love with a monster, though. My vrienden teased me and u because of it.

Those arguments we had over the phone, I wish I could've spat the words at you. It would've been meer satisfying. Seeing your reaction. Hearing u overreact to everything.

You...

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Short story

posted by liissaaxx

I can’t even remember why I chose to marry you!” She yelled. Her beautiful face filled with anger, those sparkling brown eyes that I have loved since dag one, bore into me with no affection. She had zei them, the words I never wanted to hear.
The fight had been going on for an uur now and I started to yell back, I could no longer control myself. Our first real fight in five years. I knew she would be over it soon and that big bright smile will light up her face, but I was overwhelmed too. I was hurt. But I stopped myself.
There were no lights on in our house; the outside light had faded...

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Faceless Angel

posted by WildCherryWolf

I was the only one in this world, this blank space. It was obviously a dream, no other place would only contain a 13 jaar old girl with an overactive imagination. I heard small cries, and I wondered if I truly was the only thing on this world. Then, I ran.

I ran the lengths and widths of the blank world, and kept running until I found a rock. A small, grey rock. Colorless. What was a little kore interesting was the figure on top, boven of the rocks. She had black hair, as black as a rook's wing, and it made a curtain around her face. She wore grey, a simple grey dress. On her feet were rags. But her...

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A Short story

posted by coolie

“Pump! Pump!” went my pounding hart-, hart as I trembled across the deserted hallway of school. As I looked around in this hall of nothingness, I realized that I was the fist person here. However, I had the feeling that I was being watched, and followed. It was not a good feeling
I didn’t mind getting to school early because I always liked watching the other kids scatter out on the playground one door one, and watching them kom bij different games. I was too afraid to play the games that the other boys played. Football and their aggressive chasing games just seemed dangerous, and I couldn’t stand...

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The Edge of Mental Health

posted by sawfan13

To travel the roads less traveled by, to travel in the paths of The Great Electric Poet, as the lizards kiss your feet, rainbows giving u rides on their magnificent layers of light and color, to love everything, and trip out on every paddestoel on the ground. I would love that to be my life, Alice in Wonderland stoner version style. Alas, as an insane creature on God's most gorgeous green Earth, society and the laws my freedom. Yet, I do manage to find a way to release myself from these chains. For I am Kira Lucille Way, and I'm on the edge of mental health.

It's the jaar 1966. A year...

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You'll Thank Me Later

posted by para-scence

This is a dream I had. Just wanted to get it out of my head. XP

The three of us laughed; my vrienden and I. It was a fun Friday night, with the parents home, and sister sleeping over at a friend's house. Lydia and Alli were over, just having a good time. We sat in the family room, with only those room lights on, and the TV on.

Then from outside, there was a strange sound. We all froze.

"What was that...?" Lydia asked. Neither Alli of me spoke. We were all frozen in fear.

"Come with me, u guys," I said, standing up slowly. We slowly went into the kitchen, and then the living room, looking out...

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A choice I may of may not regret

posted by Hades223

CHAPTER 1

Jason Card sat on his troon in the Vampire Council room. The room rested in a paculiar place. The center of an undersea volcano. Magic kept the lave back. It formed a dome over the room except for a tunnel the leads out and up onto an island in the middle of the Atlantic. Vampires, being the most cold skinned creatires on earth didn't feel a percentage of the heat.
Jason was a tall and skinny man, with black hair and green eyes. He wore a black t-shirt with blue jeans and a kruis necklace. Vampires could change there age at will and he took the form of a twenty jaar old man.
Jason...

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Fight Like A Girl

posted by para-scence

Inspired door the titel from Emilie Autumn's upcoming album, "Fight Like A Girl." ;)

link

She was an innocent little girl, and that was their first mistake. That first thought.

"This is going to be easy," they'd thought. Yet, another mistake. The two men descended down the sidewalk casually, coming in her direction. She crossed the road, and walked on the other side. They two men stopped. She was smart...

They walked a little meer on the sidewalk, then crossed the road, now walking behind her. They made sure their footsteps weren't heard on the near empty street.

She began walking faster, feeling...

The Life I Chose *short story*

posted by sawfan13

Alone. All cold, cold as snow in December's winter embrace. What have I become in life? I let the others push me, let poverty and unhappiness take over, and let me live a short, tragic life. Did I long to be miserable and unhappy like Poe so I could become a great writer? Did I read The Little Match Girl too much at age five of six to the point where I became her? Am I an attention seeker because my parents never gave a damn about me? I could have been anything, anything I wanted. I was a great writer, fantastic artist, had a perfect boyfriend for me, but I just threw it all away. If I could,...

Wands and Spells: Chapter 6

posted by StarWarsFan7

Angel's POV

All of a sudden the lights disappear as do our wands. I hope they were placed somewhere safe. Rosella, Tyler and I arrive in front of some sparkling pool of water. "Uhh...Tyler, what the heck are we doing here?" I vraag my rebel brother. "I don't know! I swear we were supposed to be with the Goddess of the Oracle!" Tyler exclaims. u know, I totally expected something like this to happen from Rosella. But, since Tyler did it, it's pretty surprising to me! "Well, the way I see it, there's no Goddess here!" Rosella yells at the top, boven of her lungs. I agree with my younger sister for...

meer Than This Ch. 23

posted by para-scence

We didn't tell mine of Blake's family about the pregnancy. I didn't want anyone to feel sorry for us if we had another miscarriage. I was really excited, but I was also absolutely terrified. And since I couldn't manage to keep myself calm, Blake insisted that I keep taking my medication throughout the pregnancy.

I took Hera to her first AA meeting. I promised not to tell Dad of Kara, even though I knew I probably should. We agreed we only tell them if she kept drinking; and I warned her if she lied to me, I would eventually find out and kill her. She didn't really talk in the meeting, which...

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meer Than This Ch. 8

posted by para-scence

I was able to avoid Drew for the rest of the school week because of work. He wasn't happy about it, but there wasn't much he could do; I had to work. I'd taken the last nonconvulsant pill a couple days ago. This worried me; maybe if I could manage to stay calm and not get too worked up, I wouldn't have any major seizures. Every once in a while, when I'm not on medication, I can have absence seizures; those aren't so bad, but it's still not fun.

Blake asked if I was free on Saturday. I guess I could avoid Drew for another day. He zei he'd pick me up at my house at noon.

***

On Saturday, I was...

The Falling Angels

posted by bamagirl5899

Alex's pov

I hate Chicago busy all the time and easy to get mugged like right now.The guy was chasing me a gun pointed I couldnt toon what I was just around the cornor and wham. I felt a bullet hit me.the bullet was from a .44 magnuim I had one like it in my room at home pagina my friend accidently shot me with it and i knew what the bullet felt like.It hit me in my right shoulder damaging my wing.*no escape* I thought. I finally turned the corner to a dead end.I baked against the wall.Then my vrienden jumped from the roof tops and surrounded me.I got of the uithangbord and kicked the gun outta his hand and...

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Nothing meer Ch. 10

posted by para-scence

Things were better after that. It was... boring I guess. But being bored is better than being raped. I walked for hours upon hours, still seeming to get nowhere. I was starting to believe I was truly lost. My stomach felt like it was starting to digest itself, which I hoped it wasn't, but I wouldn't be surprised. The only time I had something to drink was when it rained. I'd walk down the road, with my mouth open at the sky like a complete idiot. It worked a little though, and I kept myself from dehydrating.

It was three whole days before I got close to home. But I was so hungry and tired and...

Nothing meer Ch. 8

posted by para-scence

It had been almost a maand since I arrived at Gail's place. It wasn't that bad there. Actually, it was a lot better than I thought it ever would be. Since then, I had had absolutely no contact from my brothers. I was starting to get worried. How was Reed? Was Nikolai happy I was gone? Did they even miss me? One Saturday morning while I was eating breakfast Gail must;ve noticed I was in a mood.

"What's up, kiddo?" she asked.

"I just miss my brothers," I shrugged it off. "They haven't called of anything,"

"Well that's 'cause they can't," Gail zei with a strange hint of optimism in her voice. They...

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Save Me Epilogue

posted by para-scence

1 jaar later...

I ran my hand through my hair, and took a deep breath. After a few meer breaths, I finally got the courage to knock on the door. There were some shouts over who should get the door, and I smiled a little. A couple minuten later I heard the deadbolt unlock, and the door opened. I smiled shyly.

"Alessa?" he asked. Tears of joy began their journey down my face and I nodded, smiling hugely. Iwas pulled into a giant hug, and lifted me off my feet..

"Micah!" I shouted. He set me off the ground looked me over, and chuckled.

"You haven't changed a bit!" he smiled.

"I wish I could say the...

Prologue to a story I'm writing. Thoughts?

posted by Me_Iz_Here

I have no idea what it's called yet. I would post this in antwoorden but it's a little long. It's about a girl named Kathryn who is murdered and her ghost starts following around a girl named Ambyr (name subject to change, I'm just using it for now). This is the prologue:

PROLOGUE
She got up immediately after she tripped, mentally yelling at herself for not paying attention. She ran, her dark brown, almost black, hair bouncing. Tripping had let whoever was chasing her catch up a little. Faster, faster! She thought hard to herself. But she had been running for a long time. Imagine the person behind...