Young Writers
Connection
We'll never know much about a person. When we know someone and have parts of life experience with them, you only know them to the person they choose...
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Things Left Behind
What will be left when you die? Bones, of course. Blackening skin. A new home for hundreds of bugs and their offspring. A jar of ashes, if that's the...
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- 592 reads
The Messenger
It all started ten days after the funeral. I was sat, alone in my living room with the lamp on, staring at the television but not really taking in...
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Secrets
When I googled the definition of secret, it stated something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others. It could be more than this...
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- 562 reads
Reminders
Everyone needs reminders. Because it is equal to human's need like affections. And reminders ARE affections. Sometimes, reminders look harsh on some...
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- 630 reads
Be true to your heart
Be true to your heart. How true? Because there will be the times when you can't deny your heart anymore but to agree. Lies after lies, because of the...
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Doubt Is Killing My Insides: A Brief Rant
I DOUBT every fucking thing I guess you could call me a skeptic Of all things that take my place in my sad, passion-less, uneventful, life I just...
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The Musings of the Mind
There are parts within our grown up selves that have refused to grow up with us and with time; or maybe they are unevolved, archaic insticts of times...
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- 394 reads
Aftermath
Is it really better to have love and lost?
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Delicate
When she was born, she was light as a feather. Her mother said she would grow to be one of those girls who walked with effortless grace. She’d have...
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