Neely Donovan isn’t interested in the whole popularity ordeal considering that her twin brother was one of the hottest guys that attended their school. But falling for the most popular guyand her bro's best friend was the last thing on her mind.

In a time where the Gods rule, they were separated. The life they had once lived now nothing more than mere dreams in the distant realm of fantasy. Where the secrets of their past and the truth both would rather forget, waits to be reawakened.

again.. not sure if I like it.. about setting some one you love free.. r & r please!.. new chapter is the some concept... totally different more metaphorical piece

The power of love and summer and the stars.

About day dreams, waiting and night dreams. And a wonderful girl you wish didn't have to be in any dreams...

STORY REMOVED. Katlyn's finally free. . . but freedom comes with a price, and along with that, how long will it last? sequel to The Contract

I'll chase and stalk him until he is mine. I'm pretty determined. Unfortunately his best friend thinks my existence is pointless and I'm unworthy. And, well, he's pretty damn determined too. / Left up just for comparison with my writing then and now.

drifting along the lines of your memory.

please R&R

STORY REMOVED. He had created the game because he believed that love had to be won. . . nine pawns, two players, one winner.

This resulted from a Charmed episode i watched about "The Seven Deadly Sins" the idea was in my head for a week, but i didn't know enough about it to just sit down and write so had to research and then after 3 hours of writing, this is what came of it...H

What if you want to spend your entire life living in grief? What if you never want to move on and know happiness again? What if the one person claiming to love you is the one with ties to your brother's killer?

A song/poem that I came up with to the tune of a song I heard on the radio. I think it's called "Oh Chariot."

not good at summaries... read it and find out

Oh, the wonders and beauty of individuality! You ARE making a difference in this world, my friend. Read and see how.

We're all fighting to survive in this world. For all you that have lost your hope or need some inspiration to go on...please read

short.. nto sure if the title should be why or if.. r & r please

Not really a haiku, but its short... i cant explain it so read please

My dreams were destroyed, My wrists were nearly cut... Plz R&R, means a lot.

"friendship isn't a big thing - it's a million little things."

for you

says it all in the title...

Out to a friend..sorry the spacings messed up, but I really wanted to put it out for her

not my best, but I have to let her know...this is for you..you know who you are

The first time i learned to dance...review please!

This is about a metaphor that I said to blu in one of our earlier conversations, when we were just getting to know each other. It’s true, and kind of cheesy sounding I guess, but totally true, and she really is my glue.

Dedicated to my best friend. You are my soul mate and I love you so.

Do you ever just feel like the world moves to fast and it gets hard to keep up?

He's the boy who's always picked on. Takes it and never fights back. True story. Dedicated to that Soldier. Enjoy and Review please!

You're a fool, but i finally see that fool is me... Plz R&R, means a lot.

Am I depressed? I can't figure it out. I can't say I feel depressed..because I've never been depressed before. But if how I'm feeling isn't depressed..then I don't want to know what is.

I just wish... i had someone to listen. Plz R&R, means alot.

(F) A fanciful thought about a journey we all undertake. A friend inspired the title of this poem, and the rest just seemed to follow. (F)

These are different versions of the same poem.. they go in order of shortest to longest.. let me know which you like best please

As you read my thoughts after i'm dead, i watch. My bitterness towards you becomes forgiveness...

First college poem back in '02...the effects on a breaking a heart.

What is the difference between the two? I'll tell you!

A disparate cycle of extremes...written in my high school years.

about a girl writing letters to her mom who left

if only i could change everything...

What dosen't kill you makes you stronger. Bullies can be like that. If you can just keep on the right path that is.

Limited our understanding, great our ambition we create that beyond our comprehension.

What makes a poser a poser? What makes a Goth a Goth? A Prep...a Prep? A Punk a Punk? What makes people who they are...and why? A girl wonders this as she sees her friend (whos..."Punk) make fun of people and call them Posers

A short story about getting picked on as a teenager

You're sizing that girl up at the mall. The one in the halter top mid-drift, and the rolled up shorts. Why are you doing that?

This is my life now, what he has left me with.