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My wounds never heal. When you stay, the blood trickles down my forehead. When you go it pours down like November rains.. But when it stops my teeth scream, and I bite the scabs …

I’m naked and unafraid, old friend; unmoved in the face of your savagery. Hold me. I cling to you like a distraught child, while the bruises spread on my skin. There’s nowhere to …

 It’s that pretend strength that cuts me e…

 There’s never…

She smiled. Although it wasn't quite her smile, but a shadow of a former emotion. The feeling wasn't there anymore, only the pain of the emptiness in its place. He didn't notice th…

**Majority influence plays a vital role in maintaining social order. The fact that we biologically love to be like the rest of the world and tend to keep away from 'being different…

I wake up. Molly is singing our favorite lullaby next to my ear, her voice low and brittle. '..*Now the darkness gathers, start begin to peep, Birds and beasts and flowers soon wi…

A lot of parents live with the misconception that children want to be 'naughty', and we are responsible to 'discipline' them. The truth is, children are keen to please us, and ofte…

Temper tantrums are scary, both for the child and the parent. They usually happen because the brain isn't developed enough to deal with powerful emotions any other way. Contrary …

I wrote this for my husband a little while ago. I read it again last night after an argument, to reminder myself that we can survive anything. We're going through a rough patch, ma…

Most parents are scared that without discipline, their kids will become 'spoiled brats'. If we don't discipline them, how will they learn? The truth is, children don't learn by b…

My son Vinny and I are out and about pretty much all day. Whether it's toddler groups, soft plays or the park, we see lots of other kids with their parents. Everyone raises their …

Thank you all who got involved with this [challenge](https://steemit.com/contest/@corina/finish-the-story-challenge), by taking part or voting for your favorites. I have chosen the…

She looked out the window and the rain seemed heavier than ever before. 'It's just London', she though, and shut the curtains. She lit a cigarette and sat in her chair, and when he…

**There was something dark behind that smile, he could tell. And yet all her other gestures looked so gentle, so fragile. She was a woman, but there was something girlish in the wa…

Hello Steemians!! Thank you so much to everyone who took part in this [creative writing challenge](https://steemit.com/contest/@corina/finish-the-story-challenge). As promised, th…

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Life is never fair. And there's no karma, no paying for your sins, and no rewards.. The things we tell ourselves to get through the toughest days are various, but the truth is, we…

*Oh! If she could have it all again she could work harder, she could sleep less, or listen more; But how? for she offerred her whole being and was not enough..* *Oh! If she could …

In case any of you are struggling with writer's block, here's a little writing challenge to get your creative juices flowing. # The challenge: # ### Continue this story: # **…