Unfinished story about a sort-of utopia from the eyes of a teenager. Lots of references to killing, so I marked it as mature even though there's no actual violence. Better safe than banned, right?

Ziggy finds himself a farmer's market and shenanigans ensue.

I figure since I'm kind of dominating the whole sight submission and content wise I might as well add a writing thing too. This is from a potential story idea that needs a lot of work. I mostly just like writing character shenanigans. Ziggy comes from a world with no color where everything is pretty much terrifying and awful. Cody comes from Michigan. They're alarmingly similar.

This story is about Hades and his struggles to win Persephone's heart. There may be mature content in the future, but for now, it's safe.

This was the first poem I ever wrote. I wrote this to enter in a Neopets (I'm a member, yes) poetry contest. I lost, but everyone I know was so moved by the poem that I decided to keep it and direct it to Adoption Centers in general, and not just the Neopets one. :) Hope you like!

As is turns out, the little rat was really a gerbil. Before the girl (I believe her name is Amanda) left the park, she walked over to me and we broke out in a light conversation. I had met her before, and she told me that she was a practitioner of witchcraft, and she and her friend, Jessica, had tried turning themselves into cats, or, that’s what they told me. They also seemed very interested in the tarot deck I had brought with me the day I first met them. I tried to incorporate the whole story into my poem, and I think I did a halfway decent job. This author’s note is simply to tie up loose ends. And no, the gerbil did not think it was a cat, the girl did.

This is for all the fighting soldiers at Iraq.

This poem...I kinda feel bad writing about, because I ripped off the idea from some other poem I had read in a book with a whole bunch of Teen Poetry. I didn't plagerize! Don't get me wrong, I just kinda...stole the general idea of the poem and made it my own. :( I hope no one hates me for it. You'll probably hate me for having a longer summary than the poem itself is, though. o.O

Another poem. I had been talking to a friend who had been having some 'love troubles' and I was inspired to write this poem. I was starting to show feelings of my own for someone, too. But I'm over that now. I think...O.o;

This is a poem I came up with when my cousin (the one who reffered me here in the first place) told me about a story idea, which I plan to do fanart for, even though it's not published. Anyway, the series is about a woman titled, The Dollmaker (guess where got my name?) and she takes human bodies and makes them into dolls. Then she sells them to people. It's kind of like Petshop of Horrors. ^.^