Every soul longed for a friend, so when I stumbled upon a floating pink stick, I couldn't help but say hi. "Where did you come from?" I asked him. He didn't respond. Perhaps he was voiceless. "You must be very lonely. Me too. Want to be friends?" It bobbed in the water. Yes. --- A #PlanetOrPlastic entry Word Count:...
I have been surviving the past few years, counting on my hands, the days taking me, to the impending end. I will not. I will not sacrifice my hands anymore for something so sacrilegious. I color my hands with Vermillion, rub the pages of my notebook and see the difference it can make. It's not magical. It's not life...
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At the age of only fourteen, Joey Olsen was sent to Hell after a brutal family car accident. He soon realizes the only way out is by making a deal with Lucifer, and at the time it didn't seem too horrific. After seven years, Joey returns to Earth, but loses his memory of Hell, and the deal he made with Lucifer. He fi...
The riveting New York Times bestseller about a young man who built more than 250 schools around the world—and the steps anyone can take to lead a successful and significant life. Adam Braun began working summers at hedge funds when he was just sixteen years old, sprinting down the path to a successful Wall Street care...
A weird memorable dream I had one Sunday night in April 2014. Where my nightmare comes true and I try to stop it....although I some how got completely distracted and I don't think I ever defeated the dictator, but I hope to have a sequel to the dream some day soon. Also more random dreams from my insane mind! ^-^ FOR...
