literature

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Reign for A Day
"Just another day I suppose" Luna proclaimed, while staring out the window. As she looked at the dismal sky of gray, rain began falling from the sky as thunder crashed and lightening struck or so it seemed. Dressed in a red t-shirt a cropped pair of blue jean shorts and black new balance sneakers her day couldn't have been going any better. She walked to the door, squeezed the knob and pulled. As the door gave way you could hear it creek. The sound of the rain dropping heavy drops of putter potter putter potter did not seem to keep her from exiting the house and running right into the rain. Thunder crashed "yip yip yooray" she exclaimed! "Let there be rain". As she danced along the sidewalk manicured with beautiful holly shrubs, and Narcissa trees an older gentleman driving a green Beatle Volkswagen slowed along and screamed out of his window "You only live once"!
By YoAuntie Mama5 years ago in Families
What Lies Within (Prt 2)
What lies within(Part 2) “Hey Kayla!” “Hey Giselle where’s crystal and mom?” “Sleeping “ “No I’m not,” Crystal said coming around the corner. Kayla hugged crystal like her life depended on it. A few minutes passed and Loretta finally woke up seeing all three of her girls sitting in silence on the couch. Kayla stares at her then at Giselle, she let out a sigh then grabbed Crystal and they went upstairs.
By Crystal Randolph (Andricia LeShay)5 years ago in Families
The Grandmaster
(FOLLOWS BUTTERFLIES AS THEY FLY PASS KLANI WINDOW) (8 Years has passed) (KLANI WAKES UP AND LOOKS AT BROTHER PICTURE) KLANI:
By ULM PRODUCTIONS 5 years ago in Families
How I started a star shower
To the Sun I said please don’t get me out of bed! I can already feel the tickle of your bright light. To the Moon I said please don’t make me go to bed I’m not ready and can’t you see the Sun is still ticking me.
By Katherine Lovell5 years ago in Families
Apathy, Man
"Where are you going?" It was a straight-faced question. Devoid of innocence, full of genuine curiosity. "Away," came Mom's reply.
By Jess5 years ago in Families
A Christmas to remember!
Trickle sounds of the beating rain just outside my windows pane bring a sense of calm to the chaos just inches outside. My head resting, calm and at peace til the light patter of feet come to the foot of my palatial bed.
By Jack Wayne Arnett5 years ago in Families
No hard feelings
I usually write my submission in word then transfer them. I do this to perfect my writing. I know errors can be a pain, especially when you're deep into a piece of writing and suddenly the vibe shift because instead of reading; " and then he jumped over the moon in a instant", you read " and then he jumped over the moon in a instinct". Maybe poor choice of (ample), but maybe you got the point. Anyway I'm going to write it on the application because, why not... If I'm wrong you can correct me, but if everything fine how about leaving me a little something in the tips... Just kidding. I mean i really would appreciate it.. but I cant subject you to such a feat. So instead maybe I can ask you to keep a eye out for your boy. You see something of mines that grabs your attention, picture, title, summary, you have it. Just give it a little click. I would appreciate it so much. That being said I'll try to provide better content. I do not want to bore you if it can be helped...
By Michael Anterio5 years ago in Families
THE MAN I NEVER KNEW (BAD BLOOD)
Please enjoy my story. Let me start by saying that I would also like apologize to the families that Mickey Feener changed forever, my deepest sympathy.
By Theresa Feener5 years ago in Families
Christmas With Tiro
"Tiro! Tiro!" Called mommy. I opened my eyes, not knowing what day it was. As soon as I opened my eyes, my mommy was standing in my room, with a big smile on her face and her ugly Christmas sweater on. "Oh yes! It's Christmas!" I shouted jumping out of my bed. I ran downstairs with mommy, shouting "Merry Christmas!" all through the house. Momma was downstairs already, sitting near the Christmas tree with a big smile.
By Winter Madison5 years ago in Families
When did it start?
Ramona was laying in her bed all alone. She was a Hispanic woman in her 50s and thinking about how she was disabled. Her Fibromyalgia has gotten worse and the Chronic Fatigue has left her trapped in the bed. She was divorced and thinking about how her life used to have meaning. As she laid in bed, she started to think about all the things she had ever gone through. Her life had never been easy. She had 6 kids and she loved her kids with all her heart. So why is she feeling sad? It could be because Ramona suffers from Bipolar Depression. Ramona started to reminisce about her life. It had been such a tough life. She wanted to know, when did it all start?
By Gina R (Gibana)5 years ago in Families
The Mantra
Just be nice, just be nice. This had become Arthur Wayne’s mantra for the past six months. Every time he entered the shabby four-story apartment building to drop off his daughter Abby, he recited it to himself when he pushed the call button for the elevator. While the elevator descended to the ground floor, Arthur looked down at his daughter with a smile on his face. Abby clutched her new pink Hello Kitty makeup kit with both arms and flashed her father a winning smile.
By Anthony Hall5 years ago in Families
Facing the Cardinal
Dan parked his car in the gravel lot of the small apartment building just as you turned onto Bird Road. The 4-unit brick complex sat across from the large yellow home with the big lot that faced the main road. Just across the road, the train tracks reliably rumbled hour after hour. Visitors often found the noise jarring, but if you lived there, you were used to it and at night, the soft, low sound lulled you to sleep.
By A.5 years ago in Families