What the title says. Different themes, but mostly about life.

even if every seat but ours is empty, promise me you'll miss your stop this time.

In a string of 100 word drabbles a friendship like no other is mapped out

Some thoughts—utopian perhaps, but of course nothing's objective till it impinges on you,—subjective.

A boy sings about a girl

each chapter is something random ad unrelated

There was no one quite like Sofie. A verry short story for my English Extension class.

Now complete Anthony and Ben struggle to maintain a relationship as it is battered with harrassment, depression, and hate. Anthony, who has lived a life sheltered by religion, has to teach himself what and who to believe in.

The streets were littered with many things worse than harsh words and harsher embraces, Eden reflected, and therefore harsh words and their accompanying embraces should no longer have the power to make her cry.

It is my belief that a true writer makes anything worth reading. Literary genre that remains unexplored to most. Letters that can never be delivered.

I still live in her shadow, base myself on who she is. I probably always will.

An essay from my Creative Writing class that I submitted to NPR for its This I Believe series. Not exactly my best work, but I like it. Kinda.

What WAS it with me and poems in 7th grade? Success doesn't have to deal with money, or power. It deals with simple things, like love and life. But people never realize that, and thus the world crumbles.

Living with my mom and three older sisters, I sometimes feel like I’m drowning in estrogen. Considering I’m the only guy in the house, Grandpa Joe was surprised I turned out straight. That makes two of us...

A month can change a lifetime.

For my mother and for all mothers, Happy Mothers day.

tearing me apart. ten episodes. complete.

I wrote this for English, it's slightly sarcastic, but very funny.

A sonnet I wrote for English. The lines in the couplet have 9 syllables, but its supposed to be symbolic and whatnot because its 'misplaced' hah. yeah. I just couldn't figure out how to fix it. I'm ok with how this turned out. It only took 4 hours.

Simple title, difficult concept. How do I tell you everything I have in my heart, and all I can put on the paper is Hi? Rated T for explicit language

This is an essay I wrote on depression for a scholarship offered to kids who 'have faced the challenges of a personal life threatening illness'. It's supposed to 'describe how I successfully coped with challenges brought on by my illness'. Please R&R!

A paper for Eng102. It has been pointed out that it is incomplete in some way or another. Give me something I don't already know.

Through all those years, their friendship grew.

We had to write a personal narrative for English. This is what i had, i got an A due to my sarcasm. It's a true story, f. y. i.

You had no tears because you had no laughs. The sacrifice of excitement is a meager price for insurance against depression. A couple's little world falls apart. [Fifteen drabbles of exactly 100 words each, written as one story.]

not what I like to write at all, but yeah, this is kinda for my friends- we just started highschool, and I miss them (all).

As she gazes at the immensely high tower

Possibly my Penultimate poem. It basically seemed to create itself, and when I first wrote it out, I really had no clue what any of it meant. I'm not even 100% certain what it means. It also has quite few mathematical quirks if you count certain words

Sometimes, when it seems like there's no way to win, all you can do is fight...

can you bruise a heart in the chest?

My First Poem In A Very Long Time. I Might Post More. I Might Not. There You Go, Sure You Wanted To Know That.

Madelyn has everything. Straight A's, friends, and she's captain of the cheerleading squad. When she gets involved with the new guy, who'd have known such a perfect world could come crashing down so fast? M for language

causing pain to another can leave you in regret, when you cause another heartbreak...

I hope you never have to feel this pain, this knowledge that weighs you down.

"No need to tell me something I'll believe, my heart hears only lies" It hurts too much to hear the truth...

A short story about a young death and a single question with no answer. Please R&R!

Thought I was going mad

Apparently, you don't know this.

This is about me. it is of somthing of a sensitive nature to me, and i dont really expect anyone the understand...

What are you thinking?

this is a letter i wrote, i just havent had the courage to send it...

The Threat

PG13, 'cause there's a dirty word in it. Cry me a river. This was my attempt at a decent piece with exactly 100 words.