Swingset Stories

A short story based on the writing prompt: An old swing set sits in the yard of an abandoned home, a girl starts to relive memories of it that she doesn't want to.

Blaire Nelson is a quirky, smart, quick witted and slightly nerdy teenager thrown into her senior year of high school. Only to crash into Dane Matthers (the little boy...

My name is Ashlyn Marie Millmorr. I am 17 years old and live in a small town on the coast. I have one little brother, Colby. I love him more than anything on the planet...

Don't go into the woods alone.

Pete is a massive flirt and is constantly a jerk to his best friend, Mikey. Pete, however, is madly in love with Mikey, and after watching the band practice he realizes...

Follow Jakey and Jules on their 'adventure' to cure writer's block. **This story is a short story purely written to be entered into the Duff writing contest**

this is a collection of poems that i will add to daily. i will not edit them after they are up. if you don't like them, please don't be rude. these poems will be coming...

What happens when a sleep over turns into the scariest night of these high school students' lives?

Everyone has their escape; for me it was the swing set with Bobby.

A park, that's all it was, a simple run-down park that no one visited any more. Until, one night, I see a boy. He seemed mysterious and lonely swinging on that swing all...

"Our loves like the swingset. It has its ups and downs but when you find that someone that goes the same pace, you feel like you're flying." ☺

A collection of short stories from yours truly.

Sixteen year old rising ballerina, Opal Deans, has an opportunity of a lifetime-to dance at a prestigious ballet school in Australia. But when disaster strikes, Opal wil...

Ian does not love Phoebe.

I was sitting beside him, at his feet, while he stood against the apartment building that he lived in. I love him oh, so, very much. We had been going out for several mo...

Hey there Reader. I’m your escape. You disappear into my world of nothing and make it something to escape your world of something and make it nothing.

Poems from a swing set. Please comment. Please.

Hi, I'm Hazel. I am diagnosed with lung cancer, because my lungs suck at being lungs. I met a boy with one leg at this Support Group I go to every Wednesday evening...