This may be fiction, but the emotions, truth and healing behind it are as real as it gets. Out In The Woods isn't just a story, it's a reflection of everyday feelings and emotions we go through.

Ole Paul/Ranching About an everyday experience as a ranch girl, what its like to become a horseman.

The tranquil vista across from my home once brimmed with life, a sprawling green expanse holding quiet secrets. Then, human hands intervened, reshaping that natural grace into something stark and barren. What remained was a raw, exposed canvas of earth, stripped bare. Yet, from this drastic transformation, a primal truth emerged, swiftly answered by the ancient order of the wild.

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Marcus, the cautious older brother, and Lil D, his wild younger sibling, uncover a strange map hidden in their home. It leads them to the forbidden Hollow Pines—a place their “father” warned them never to go. Inside the forest, reality unravels. They find secrets no child should ever know, a house that shouldn’t exist, and something inhuman waiting for them. As the truth about their town, their past, and themselves comes to light, the brothers must decide what’s worth risking everything for. In the end, only one walks out—but the story doesn’t end there. Some lies don’t stay buried.

A poem that doesn't rhyme and is scrambled but a loan that will catch the heart of some people and they may relate

Explaining how I feel to a bunch of random people to also help them maybe understand and relate to the thoughts in my head

Here to give advice and pictures of sunsets and to help people get a better understanding of life and the things that come with it

Where affordable living meets high-end morality —the cleaner the hospitality; has it costing .25. And that’s only the beginning to why we leave no soldier behind.

A poem of exploration of addiction, spirituality and the cosmos as well as life itself. I will let you decide if it holds up for yourselves.

Who can we be if we love those beside us? If we live life with curiosity instead of fear? What world would we live in? How would we change?

I did some research during my sophomore year of college on socialization and the importance for children to receive it. I wrote a paper on what I found out and what I found most important to know. Socialization is very important for a child’s development. Children's brains are like sponges, sensitive to the environment and are affected by things easily. What they see and learn can impact them greatly.

Modern U.S. toilets sit lower than ever, turning a basic need into a daily strain for folks with aging joints, chronic pain, or limited mobility.

Passing a construction site, yesterday, I parked my car alongside the roadway and watched for about half an hour while workmen methodically dismantled a building that had served, faithfully, for years as an elementary school. My gaze tracked a crack in the old sidewalk alongside what was left of the south wall, up the front steps, toward the side door, and wandered into fuzzy memories of Bobby pulling Paula’s hair in geography class and Freda kissing Bif on the playground near the swings. Both felonies, now, but at one time regarded as almost a rite of passage.

Why I moved here , and how ... The first 2 weeks of HELL . THIS . this is what ruined my fucking life. Except.. it didn't ruin it completely, it made me realize what the fuck I am. AN ADDICT .

In case your wondering, the "armpit of Pennsylvania" happens to be potter fucking county. This county STINKS.

Do black holes weigh more than our suns mass, how are they form,where do they began forming and what causes them to form is all instering. 😳😱 Let me know what you think.

I’m better without you, I know it. But with having a maker, I can’t show it. You can’t fold it, and I can’t touch it. It’s feverishly driven you mad that another man may dethrone you, before the clock ends. And I’m just wild for believing it.

“The moon looks on with silver eye, As shadows stretch and branches cry, And in the hush, the earth stands still, To feel the wind upon the hill.“

“The moon looks on with silver eye, As shadows stretch and branches cry, And in the hush, the earth stands still, To feel the wind upon the hill.”