Young Writers
Thirst for Country
I love country music. I love the countryside. I crave the feeling of country. When I turn up the radio to a country tune, my back is filled with...
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Dad's Home?
So, The dynamic has shifted, Right as I have been gifted, With this miserable curse that just cannot be lifted. Though I’m trying my best, To get it...
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What Would Have I Done In My Saviour's Time?
This is a made up story about what I probably would have done if I met my Saviour, Jesus Christ, while he was alive. Please read to the end. What would you do if you lived in the era of a deceased person whom you look up to?
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The drum beat
A made up story about the possible feel of the circle dance of a tribe.
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- 378 reads
Passion
The passion I have felt for the past couple of months have been wild and out of this world. The moment he walks in a room my eyes light up. When he...
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- 306 reads
The cave
Darkness covered the cave like an empty blanket and coolness tickled my spine. Drip, drip, drip. Hollow footsteps followed the stalactites' dripping...
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The wooden giraffe
A made up story of a wooden giraffe, a great grandfather and a grandaughter. The story is told from the great grandaughter's eyes. The best things in life are not money-related.
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Going on Vacation
I heard a tale of beautiful woods and nature. I heard through the internet the stories of a haunted castle, ziplining, cabins, nature, and beauty. I...
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Marblebay-Chapter Three
I awoke to a loud clang of pans. As my eyes slowly opened, I saw Rusty banging a pot and a skillet together. "I could not find an alarm clock to set...
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Marblebay-Chapter Two
I gave the detective an empty stare. He just let out a big obnoxious hyena laugh. "That was fun! Friends?" He called out as if nothing had happened...
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- 404 reads