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Hello, my name is Moira. I'm a fifteen year old girl who is passionate about writing, drawing, and music. I also enjoy soccer and basketball. I write to express my true self. It's the only time I'm not getting judged. My artwork occasionally goes into competitions, when I have enough nerve to enter them, and music is just another way to express myself. I always have my radio blaring. I've learned that playing a musical instrument isn't for me, so I leave it to the people who have even the slightest musical ability.

My Stories

  • Voices
    Stephen Dobson stood at the foot of his bed panting, the bloody knife still in his hand. How could I do that? I loved them! He screamed at himself in silent dismay.1
    1000 words, November 14. In Dark
  • Trapped
    I walked down the dark and desolate dirt road at a quick pace. The noises coming from behind me did not warrant a happy feeling. I shivered, " Leave me alone!" I said coldly.
    " Now don't be rude," a hard voice laughed.
    600 words, 1 comment, November 12
  • Normandy
    200 words, 4 comments, November 2. In Dark

My Poetry

  • Can We?
    I sat alone and friendless. That dark corner was my only shelter. The thought of you surrounded me, engulfed me in the pain and misery that comes with falling in love. Every second pushes you away from me.
    <100 words, November 14. In Other

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