Well, I wanted to do something with Martina McBride's Concrete Angel. Note: this is not meant as a humorous parody.

Ficclet. No one at school understood Dib, nor did they understand his mutual extreme dislike for Zim. But one unnamed classmate saw things differently.

Imagine you are falling. A hand reaches out to catch you. The moment you reach back the hand disapears. You fall. What is real? What is visionary? ... Whats the difference? possibility for ZADR in later chaps.

I learned to clean my trenchcoats by myself at a young age. Drabble, Dib's POV. How can two people so different coexist in the same house?

Aghh...my head...what happened to me? Why can't I remember, and who is that green boy?

A songfic about Dib and his Dad. I don't think this is as good as some of my other pieces, but...who cares. I'm done with it.

A poem about Dib's importance to the world, and the mockery he faces. I remade this. I have come to the conclusion that I will keep both.

A poem about Dib's importance to the world, and the mockery he faces.

Oh, the humanity! Dib accidently stumbles on a fanfiction site where people are writing ZADRs! But when he tries to tell people, nobody seems to care!

Dib has been acting strange recently. He pretends everything is still the same, makes the effort to yell at Zim in skool, the usual threats, the right insults... but something isn't right. Zim can see it in his eyes... ZADR.

EPILOGUE ADDED! COMPLETE! After an accident that puts Dib in a coma, he must prove that his soul is worthy of reinstatement. Wow, I'm bad at summaries...

this story centers around dib...he's started to give up hope and something bad happens....read as the characters confess their true feelings.....come on people.....it's pretty good

Zim faces truth, compulsions, and the desire to win at something. Short drabble, slight ZADR. Please read and review... it would mean so much to me!

Sometimes we don't realize how important someone really is to us until thier gone. In truth there is nothing we can do to change the past...some give up....and some move on.But what every Dib decides to do......he's sure to learn something along the way..