http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/-t1.htm Biography, autobiography, tell us a true story. Mon, 16 Feb 2009 00:06:31 GMT 10 http://illiweb.com/fa/gothic/logo.png http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/-t1.htm http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/the-homeless-man-named-mike-t54.htm Vulpes I was driving home to DFW from the TMEA conference in San Antonio. My venti mocha had finally reached my bladder so I exited in Waco to stop at a gas station. At the stop light, a man stood holding a sign; a homeless man. He was tall, lanky, but looked clean, at least for a guy living on the streets. He held a cardboard sign that read, "Homeless and hungry. Please help." I was 3 lanes over and was pondering giving him some cash when the light changed and the opportunity ... Non-fiction Mon, 16 Feb 2009 00:06:31 GMT http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/the-homeless-man-named-mike-t54.htm#924 http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/the-homeless-man-named-mike-t54.htm http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/jealous-leaves-t49.htm Kyoko-_** this happened a day before my birthday.... lol! i'm just so inspired to write this! ~~~~ Jealous Leaves “Ting! 246 on window 4... Again, 246 on window 4...” He passed by with a girl by his side. And here I sit lazily, waiting for a number. Such heat from that certain star in the morning sky didn’t reach me. The tall buildings of the university blocked such pleasures for the skin. I needed the heat just like a leaf. “Sir, is this book available?” A friend stood ... Non-fiction Thu, 13 Nov 2008 12:38:29 GMT http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/jealous-leaves-t49.htm#852 http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/jealous-leaves-t49.htm http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/my-loch-ness-monster-t46.htm Kyoko-_** i don't really know why i'm posting this... i wrote this last 2004... i think i just want to remember the times when dad and i aren't in a fight.... comment please.... ^^ 11.08.04 Dewdrops on the grass kept my feet wet. I don’t really understand why I went out barefoot this morning. Nevertheless, I didn’t regret that I did. This way, I can feel the earth’s heartbeat. It is really strange why I woke up so early this morning. But the weirder thing was why did I walk straight ... Non-fiction Thu, 06 Nov 2008 14:08:24 GMT http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/my-loch-ness-monster-t46.htm#808 http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/my-loch-ness-monster-t46.htm http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/for-soy-t25.htm Kyoko-_** Every time Soy tries to recall her childhood, the only things she could remember are ropes, empty sacks, screams... The can of sardines that was supposed to be their lunch tipped over and fell in the sink. The nanny scolded her. She screamed at her being a useless child. She dragged her and her big brother Loy from the kitchen and threw them downstairs and dragged the two to the kids' bedroom underground. Tied her tiny hands and feet together and wrapped her inside an empty sack of rice. Her ... Non-fiction Tue, 19 Aug 2008 10:37:21 GMT http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/for-soy-t25.htm#321 http://writersblock.forumotion.net/non-fiction-f8/for-soy-t25.htm