Stories by pixxy, by newest first

  • my rebel
    I wasn’t made to be a doll.1
    by pixxy 100 words, 1 comment, on Jan 5 9:53 AM. In First person, Hope, Other, Pain, Poem, Teen
  • little old book
    Looking back throwing my little old book I see what time has been told. 1
    by pixxy 100 words, on Jan 5 9:32 AM. In , Poetry, Society, Teen
  • rose petals
    dark red petals dance around my hand in the current of the water. / looking as soft as a feather. / standing out out from the sky blue water. / the moist wet dark petals seem to cling gracefully to my skin.
    by pixxy <100 words, 7 comments, on May 20 10:35 PM 2008. In , Poetry
  • death by fairy dust
    Once upon a time there where three evil teenage girls planning to take over the school. One day the girls came up with the perfect plan. Sophia grinned and said “excellent this calls for a party at your house shadow” the girl
    by pixxy 100 words, 4 comments, on Mar 18 8:59 PM 2008. In Childrens, Fantasy, Humor, Weird