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The saddest thing is that I can't think of a single person who needs me. It hurts so much. Someone so young shouldn't understand so much pain.
I'm only a little girl. In years, I'm just thirteen. So many things I do not know, So many things I have not seen. I don't want to get old, Or have children of my own.
~Beck's POV~ He wanted me to live with him. How could I refuse. It's a way to escape the horrible beating of my badly protective parents. I couldn't say no. "Sure, thanks.
~Beck's POV~ We were all squealing in our seats and I was just twiddling with the backstage pass as I could hear the band behind the curtain getting ready, soon the lights all switched off but it...
#acrostic T he letters sent H e told her about his days E nding "love always, Charlie" to this P erfect stranger. E ver met her. No. R emembered a conversation where girls K ept mentioning her.
The story rages on. Yesterday morning I sat on the couch in my dad's office, when Paul sent a text to the group conversation with me, Heather, and Sally. It was a picture.
This random girl walked up to me in 6th grade and this is what happened... Girl: Are you a guy. Me: Um no, why. Girl: Well 1. You always hang out with guys. 2. You love anime. 3.
"Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year" I heard a sweet voice sing. I let out a big yawn as I tried to open my eyes at the blinding sky.
Sorry, another short chapter. Me, Laynie, and Tayla spend the day chatting about random stuff like we usually do. I try to keep my gaze away from the empty bag sitting at the edge of my cot.
Lately I've had to think a lot about my future. It's that time when I have to choose my subjects for Leaving Cert, which means having some vague idea about what career path I want to take.
#acrostic. D ancing to the rhythm of 1963,. I n the style of the mamba,. R olling to the sexual movements,. T wisting in sequence,. Y et frowned upon by elders,. D ancing with Johnny perfect teacher,.
Bye to youth, Hello 'mature', Something new, But something pure. Still the same, But different, too, So much more That I can do. I fancy this, I fancy that, It's my turn now, Well, fancy that.
As i lie smelling of sweaty dress shoes and cheap hair spray, i can only try to remember a night that seems so distant. A night that could possibly be only part of my imagination.
"Tell me," I said suddenly, the sun peaking through the edge of the sea. "What happens next?" "Well we have breakfast then I take you back to the car" Garrett grinned. He knew what I meant.
My last day of my ' c h i l d h o o d ' Tomorrow I'm eighteen. It's funny when I think about how many years I've seen.
Chapter 8 "Where are your parents?" I looked at Serena who was still tipsy and hoping she would have an excuse, "My mums on nights and my dads not here." She slurred, Serena lives by herself...
*long nonsensical post + swearing. "Where ignorance is bliss, tis folly to be wise". (From the poem by Thomas Gray 1742).
Hello. This is my first entry in my 'Short Story-a-Month' project that I started. My first story is one part of an adventure novella, with 3 planned parts which will be written by the end of the year.
I am Adeline Foster. Right now I am 29 years old. But this goes back a decade or so... Back to when I was 12 years old. It was the best day of my life, March 23...
As I approach Helen's house, I glance at the faded roof. When we were 6, a hurricane came blazing through our little town. It didn't do much damage. The most damage it did was to Helen's house.
Once upon a time a fish, A little boy did make a wish, His dream was cast upon a line, To be a Man in future time For years the boy sat in wait, Trying so many kinds of bait; School & Work & Girls &...
You're leaving me All of us Taking off Making a fuss About this hell We're all trapped in I know it sucks Don't know where to begin...
I once was a boy. With childish dreams. Great hope for my future. Naive it now seems. I once was a boy. With limitless thoughts. The sky reached in a leap. These thoughts came to nought.
2010 Stealing glances across the room Your eyes alight on mine I quickly turn my gaze back down Did I look away in time.