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dreamybanana

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My novel's website!

29th Dec 2009 11:28

14 years, 9 months & 8 days ago

Darkness (Poem)

2nd Aug 2009 10:13

15 years, 2 months & 4 days ago

I wanna get published! List

6th Jul 2009 08:19

15 years & 3 months ago

Corrupt (poem)

1st Jun 2009 10:10

15 years, 4 months & 4 days ago

Destina Park// Opening Scene

29th May 2009 03:10

15 years, 4 months & 7 days ago

Hey! Are you a writer?

11th May 2009 12:48

15 years, 4 months & 25 days ago

dreamybanana 40 Comments

Hey! Are you a writer?

15 years, 4 months & 25 days ago

11th May 2009 12:48

If you are then post here, like a little writing community where I could read your work and you could read mine.

I'll try to review at least one blog per person, but what would be really great is that we could all review each others.

It's a big dream for a small blog girl but lets see what happens.

Feel free to post anything here.

crazyone24

Mine is on my blog, it might be a little bit too long to post here. Thank you

15 years, 2 months & 28 days ago

9th Jul 2009 06:58

heres a poem or somthin
CAMOEING
as the kids hurry in a two by two line ,they hurry back to camp from a wet trip of canoeing, cars speed down the rocky dust road not going the limit,a car pulls up beside the kids, they hide in fright behind the counselors,scared and shocked,breathless,a boy and girl seem drunk,the girl talks in a faint voice,the mane covered in horrid tatoos answers,and,ROAR, the car screams to life and ecelerates,throwing pebbles,rocks,dust into leggs ,faces,while kids cough,a single girl says "they stoped",the kids stop and hide again in shock of that the experience will happen again,the car keeps going, the horror is gone, another car comes,they hide in brush,they run in brush from there to the camp,the experience was over, back at the cabents kids talk in a low whisper....its over

this was real im the single girl and it was at girl scout camp and i said cabent(cabin mixed with tent)

15 years, 2 months & 29 days ago

8th Jul 2009 08:39

sandstar the poem losing aly!!
Brought me to tears its so sad!!and deep!!!and real like!!!!

15 years, 2 months & 29 days ago

8th Jul 2009 08:26

My English teacher is so stupid that when i try to express my creativity for writing she always gives me a.....C! I am glad she is not my teacher anymore

15 years & 3 months ago

6th Jul 2009 14:51

That was good.

This is from something I wrote for school.

The fire burned through the air, leaving behind a charred rubble and a herd of terrified horses to drown in their own fear. Bright swirls of oranges, yellows, blues, reds, even purples danced against the navy blue sky. The moon seemed to blink in defeat as the lone coyote howled its last, beautiful note.

15 years, 3 months & 6 days ago

30th Jun 2009 11:41

I know its not the best poem it can be but its my newest... so keep that in mine
Fake
When they see your smile they think its original,
They are wrong
When you laugh its on the edge of hysteria,
They don???t notice
When they see you they think happy,
But really your sad
They didn???t notice the signs
They didn???t really care
Now your gone from the earth forever,
They pretend to care

They didn???t love you like there own,
I did,
But you didn???t care,
You wanted them
Why wasn???t I enough for you to live?
Now my friend is gone.

15 years, 3 months & 6 days ago

30th Jun 2009 09:46

This is my poem called 'Losing Aly'

Her name brings me tears
And my heart snaps in two
When I think of her smile
I remember you-know-who

As legend has said
There are a vast many parts
To the equation of life
And there are many red marks

Never did she pout or cry
Her eyes were always bright
She could always find her way
In the darkest of the night

Then came the day
God said had to end
This lovely girl's life
My own, I would lend

There was a scream and a shot
Coming straight from a gun
And in a drunken man's hand
A child's life, now for the run

Blood seeped from her neck
As she lay there a-dying
The drunken man laughing
The body a-lying

The car drives away
Not offering a path
An innocent little girl
Now seeking God's wrath

The service for her
Came way too fast
As does life
Death comes at last

Note: Not a real event in my life!

15 years, 3 months & 7 days ago

29th Jun 2009 16:33

I also like poetry.

15 years, 3 months & 7 days ago

29th Jun 2009 16:32

The lake was glass, the air around it still. The world seemed to hold its breath. In the distance, a lone wolf howled, shuddering the peaceful silence like it was all a deam. The wolf stepped down to the lake, tension bubbling in her throat. She again glanced at the moon. Upward her snout drew the air through and out her lungs, howling the night spirits away.

15 years, 3 months & 7 days ago

29th Jun 2009 16:31

I think of it differently.

If someone stole the IDEA for Harry Potter, they would lack the motivation and imagination to make is as successful as it became.

Plus its marapets. Writing being stolen isnt going to be that serious. But I can aslo understand why you would be cautious. Some people are just nasty. Anyway, thats my view.

15 years, 3 months & 14 days ago

22nd Jun 2009 13:49