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AGE: 17
LOC: Elizabeth City, NC
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: August 27

I write mostly poetry, and dabble in a few other things and I truely love to go and read other peoples work it quenches my thirst for fresher ideas, and allows me to understand people little better… each peice tells its own story some are just blind to read between the lines, least thats what I’ve thought.

As for my work:

I will not call my self the best writter, I refused to do that, as my beliefs stand no one is truely the best at any thing… they are still learning, honing, strengthing their particular talent, be it writting, web design, acting. Even the “masters” are still learning, thus so am I. The only things I may say about my work, are that I really have a tough time with spelling at times, grammer, and punctuation. So …

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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / "This is good"-complementing lies
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I like your story, now... tell me what was it about?
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / My Six-Word Memoir- Deadlines
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No story, blank pages, due tomorrow.
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Novel Treatments / Roses: Collecting Flowers
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I stirred stiffly from the spot I had fallen in tears, “ugh” I mumbled, as I stretched my limbs that felt numb. Squinting around the dark room I fumbled to my feet; standing dead still. My thoughts beginning to run ramped I didn’t turn off the lights... did I? I couldn’t have. The sound of my heart thudding against my chest interrupted my thoughts and a familiar twitch made it even louder. My throat felt rough, and dry like the feeling of sand paper; I needed to swallow but my throat felt un...
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Poetry / Salvation
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I'm torn between love and life, carrying a burdan too heavy for me to hold onto much longer, slowly I'm slipping; loosing control. I turn anger to tears, tryin to fight back; to keep myself from that daring edge. And when I can't take it any more, can't stand strong anymore; I turn to him, my love and I find my sedation within his arms, within his touch and kiss, his arms around me bring me salvation; taking away all the pain; each waking moment washes every thing away. No matter how cloudy t...
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Novel Treatments / Roses: Daily ritual.
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A single rose appears at my door step day after day, a thin black ribbon is laced into a bow about its stem, the petals bright red, vibrant with life and the thorns seem to glisten with and unspoken beauty. I smile while retrieving this delicate blossom, lifting it to my nose and inhale its sweet scent. It has almost become a daily ritual, though with this one my heart no longer passively fluttered in my chest as I bent to retrieve it. No, my heart began to skip, at the sight of a red envelo...
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Romance / A Man Set Apart
This is a beautiful piece, a gorgeous display of what you see in this woman.. but one thing that disappointed me is when you jumped from all two line stanza's to three and one then to two again.. I got so use to the two lines, but it does not in any way hinder the piece. Keep up the good work.
The title decieves the contents of the poem methinks, but for one who does not write poetry I dare say you should be proud of this one. You've created a beautiful piece that makes people think, and creates a blissful yet even a grossom image. Keep up the good work.
I believe I read this before.. from you.. but I think you've changed a characters name... but over all I would run through it again your self and see if you pick up on some of the mistakes.. but one that stuck out the most to me was this one: 'you may not have noticed, but the cause of death on the last hunter was an arrow' on I believe should be of? I'm not sure.. but over all is a good read..
Short Story / Watcher in the room
‘the piece is is still sketching’ (I’m not sure but did you mean: the piece she is still ??) “the clouds drift across the sky, looking like little lost sheep waiting for the sun to heard them” (every time a read this line I found it a bit hard to read.. and kept getting this in my mind: ‘Looking as if they were little lost sheep waiting for the shepherding sun to heard them,’ very nice imagery though. ☺ ) Spelling errors: irrelivant – irrelevant lastest - latest stoping - stopping emphasise –...
Poetry / Havisham Brunch
I'll tell you, plain out I find nothing wrong with this except for a minor mistake in your finishing line.. something about this piece strikes me in a manner I don't quite understand, but I love it! Keep up the good work.. As for the minor mistake: 'how fresh organic authentic “I” used to taste.' ( you can drop the 'd' in use...but thats the only thing I've found) :)