Ella lives with her stepmother and stepsisters. She never has good clothes to wear and she’s always, always working. Sure sounds like a fairy tale, doesn’t it?

A girl who has been betrayed by everyone she's ever known; a boy who has lost everything he's ever loved; their first meeting is through a traumatizing kidnapping experience, but can these two strangers find hope in each other?

Just some small, innocent gripes with my school. cough Ok, so that's a slight understatement. But I still don't hate it...(next installment is up)

This has been lurking around at the back of my mind for ages, so I decided I should get off my butt and write. Eventually it'll involve fairy queens that try to be cool, and floating punctuation that disregards grammar

It was bound to happen eventually, with one of them. Kevin had been the one who took the step that Annie hadn't, nor Annie's mother before her. Now it was Kevin's turn, her will, and her blood that could land them all in hell.

Ten points to whoever can guess what this is about! It's something in nature, that occures where I live. To say more would be to give it away... please read and review!

He saved her... He did. Right? Please R&R.

About wishing that you could take away someone's pessimisitc feelings. Rated for reference to feeling afraid that you'll lose a friend who hurts him/herself. Not happening currently...

She couldn't dance. But somehow, she found herself going with him to the winter dance, where they ended up having a great time.

This is a dumb little story I wrote for a friend once. Only read it if you can tolerate hyper people. This story is verrry hyper. But funny, too (I hope)

This is about stars.

An emotion filled heart. One of my better poems.

A poem for the people who never get to experience the wondrous sound silence in the mountains.

My impression of a beautiful and stirringly powerful emotion

Come not near me, little one. Come not near.

I am Catholic, I'm tired of people trying to change my faith... My feelings on this.

Mercy can lead to disgrace.

Silence can be deafening.

About someone who is supposed to be "over him" by now.

A poem about a girl who has fallen in love unintentionally. Bad summary, but please R&R ^_^

this was the hardest poem for me to type, so don't piont out all my spelling errors... this was to a girl that i had to leave... and i miss her sometimes..

Then Anna was staring down the narrow barrel of the biggest gun she'd ever seen. Crazy Man leaned closed to her face, he smelled of chewing tobacco and beef jerky. COMPLETE