Life Stories

I woke up to the sound of music as I do every morning when I have school. It was March 23, 2007 and it was a Friday. Fridays were gods to me because it was the last day in a school week. I have the same thoughts every morning. “What day is it? Do I have to do anything today? What’s going on today?”Well to say sadly I got my answer to the last one as the phone rang. I can remember that day like it was yesterday. That phone...

When I think of life I hope that it will get betterI think of my friends and I hold tightLove is hard to find and I hope I will find mineThe pain inside is what I find to be the calmThe calm that makes me wholeAs you take my hand I may not follow but you can rescue meRescue me from myselfI crumble under the pressureMy throat hurts and my eyes waterYou may have other things to keep you wholeBut when you crush my worldI bec...

Outside in the piss stained hall,A prostitute leans on a dirty wall.Inside I rest my head,On a dirty mattress I call a bed.Dirty clothes out to the door,Empty bottles on the floor.In the streets a car honks it's horn,Down the hall a baby is born.In the bar people drown their sorrow,Got no hope for tomorrow.Rain coming down from the sky,Falling hard , like the tears I cry.I had dreams once, like the rest,Worked real hard,...

Hope. Hope really was a wonderful thing; it could keep even the most browbeaten spirit up and running for hours, just to get to that warm golden glow at the end of the tunnel. Hope is a delicate balance of trust, persuasion of one’s self and pure, untainted faith. It really is a beautiful thing to see one hope for something; it was of the utmost purity how one flicker of light could do so much for one’s hope of a warm gol...

Hunters: By Nathan MullinsThere was something coming. The girl could not describe what it was, for there was nothing to see, nothing solid painting a single picture able to convey just what was being spoken of by the boy, of whom was now screaming, screeching.His mum was standing beside him now, her hands on his shoulders, in an attempt to comfort him. This neither worked, nor had any effect on either him or her. "What is...