Hey, my names Ellie! I'm fourteen years old and I LOVE to write. Now I know most publishers won't trust somebody as my age and won't think that their good enough so I'm sticking it out and posting my stories everywhere I can to try and help myself out. Thanks guys!
Anthony - I shoved my bags roughly into the locker, pulling out the right things that I needed for the first few lessons.
You fall in love with person, not a gender <3.
Anthony - I roughly tugged my boots on, my shaky hands trying to tie the shoe laces. I don't know how long I've got. Sure, I hated him right now but was that a suicide note.
Anthony - "Don't you EVER talk to me again!" I screamed loudly, stumbling my way down the steep stairs in Danny's house. My shaky hands clutched at the banister as the half naked man chased after...
I'd love to hear what you guys would like to see me write, or if you think I should stop. Honestly, comment telling me a few types of stories you'd like me to write!.
Walking back towards the house, I tucked my hands tightly into my pockets. I couldn't stand it at school anymore, the rumours that were spreading around school were ruining me.
I ran out of the shop, letting the bag clothes drop loudly behind me. "Dylan, No!" I heard Seth shout in the distance. I didn't care anymore, why should I.
"Ashley I.. " My voice slowly trailed out, slurring together lightly. He rolled his eyes and shifted his gaze quickly to his sister. "-and you.
“Thank you, London!” I shouted loudly into the mic, holding it tightly in my palm.
We all know that everybody has two sides to them. We’re all scared of somebody, a friend, family or a enemy. A murderer. They play mind games, they laugh at your pain, they smile as you cry. A...
Prologue ; I was there again. The place they promised to never take me. I wasn't lying, I saw them. I always saw them. The ghosts that haunted my room,the way that they followed me around.
Kathrine. Slowly, I adjusted my dress on me. It didn't look right. This was the third dress I tried on for this.. Date you could call it with Ashley tonight.
My heart rate was increasing madly, my palms were starting to sweat as my panicked eyes started to dark around the room.
I lay back against the bed, my feet still wet from my trip to the beach and my head still spinning.
I felt the soft sensation under my toes as the waves slowly crashed against them. I was there again, at the beach, standing completely still and just staring across the horizon.