Decay
Ignorance is bliss. Even when you know exactly what you're ignoring.…
Ignorance is bliss. Even when you know exactly what you're ignoring.…
A series of poems, each one being based around a word that starts with each letter of the alphabet.Warning: These poems may be triggering, they contain mentions of abuse, sexual harassment, self hatred and self harm, Stockholm Syndrome, and various others. Please do not read this book if any of these will bother you.Highest rating: #329 in mentalillness…
Lyrics to random songs I like. *Disclaimer: none of these songs belong to me so credit to their rightful owners.* Vote on the songs that you like :) Note: Some of these songs do have explicit content. You have been warned! Also, if there is a song you want me to do, just comment or you can pm me. Either way works for me…
She was fascinating, and I couldn't bring myself to let her go, but she hadn't even been mine in the first place.…
Just another imagines book for The Maze Runner. *requests are open* Updates will be very slow unless I get requests. The more requests I get, the more I will be able to update. I will write practically anything. You can either comment on any one of the parts in this book or you can also send me a message. If you request something and would like to remain anonymous, just tell me and I will not tag you as having requested the part.Also, I'm more likely to write your request if you have voted and/or commented on this book.Thank you, enjoy :)…
Winter's grandparents are spending the summer at their vacation home in Florida. Not at all close to New Mexico where their regular house is. Winter agrees to take care of their many plants while they are away. She only agrees because she is saving up to go to Australia and they will be paying her for her work. What she doesn't know is that something weird is going on with the house. When she starts seeing things through the windows and hearing voices, she is determined to figure out what is going on. But will that end up badly for her? Read to find out. The pictures at the top of each part belong to me and me only. The photos and fonts I used to make them are not mine, but the final product is. DO NOT use my pictures without my permission. If you do, I WILL find out and I WILL do something about it. Also, please inform me immediately if you find that someone is using my pictures. I put a lot of work into them and I would like to make sure that people know how wrong it is to steal someone's work (and property in general). Thank you {Highest rank #368 in Horror}…
This is a story I wrote for class. Sarana's father dies in war and she ends up homeless with her brother Isaac. She survives on the streets, but how long can she hold onto life with all the sadness she goes through?…
The title is self explanatory.…
A book of poems that probably aren't that great, but I write them anyway because I have nothing better to do.Warning! Some of my poems are about topics such as depression, self harm, rape, and anxiety. They may also contain course language. Please DO NOT read this book if you can't handle any of these topics because I won't be putting warnings on any of the parts.If you have decided to read this book then I hope you enjoy it.Thank you!~ {Highest rank #534 in Poetry}…
"Get out of the car Alyssa," he says to me. I unbuckle my seat belt and get out of the car. I don't want to disobey him. "Now close the car door," he demands so I do. I'm already completely soaked and it's cold and dark out here. I move my hand to open the car door and get back in, but he speeds off down the road before I can. I'm really scared now. I can't see very far in front of me and I don't think I'm in a very safe place. I start thinking of ways I can calm down. I like dancing, so maybe if I dance I'll feel better. I start to move around in the rain. I dance to the beat in my head that I'm creating from the constant drum of the rain. *** Alyssa was abandoned by her father when she was eight. She is now thirteen. She loves to dance in the rain. It calms her. Now she lives with a man who found her after she was abandoned. In a way he takes care of her, but he is also abusive. She doesn't like him very much, but she has nowhere else to go. He pays for her food and clothing and school. But what will happen when Isaac comes into her life? Read to find out. The pictures at the top of each part belong to me and me only. The photos and fonts I used to make them are not mine, but the final product is. DO NOT use my pictures without my permission. If you do, I WILL find out and I WILL do something about it. Also, please inform me immediately if you find that someone is using my pictures. I put a lot of work into them and I would like to make sure that it is not right to steal someone's work into the brains of people who do steal. would like to make sure that it is not right to steal someone's work into the brains of people who do steal.…
This is the sequel to Dancing in The Rain. If you haven't read it, please do before you read this book. It might not make sense if you don't read the first one. This book takes place approximately three years after the end of the first book. I walk through the archway and into our sanctuary. I plug the neon purple strands of fairy lights in and sit down on the blankets we put out. It's definitely cold, but I don't care. It's nice being out here in out secret spot. Only me, Isaac, and his parents Alex and Shawn now about it. Alex and Shawn know not to come in here though. They know how important it really is to us. Isaac comes in a few seconds after I sit down and he sets his phone down. He puts on Battlefield by Svrcina and grabs my hand. He pulls me up and places his hands on my waist while I place my arms around his neck. It's just like when we were thirteen, except I'm not singing this time. He starts to sway and I follow his lead. *** After Alyssa's struggles with Dan, she officially moved in with Isaac. Unfortunately, the memories of what happened still haunt her and now she also has to deal with the imprint her bullies at school left on her. Will she finally find happiness after so many years of bad experiences? Read to find out. The pictures at the top of each part belong to me and me only. The photos and fonts I used to make them are not mine, but the final product is. DO NOT use my pictures without my permission. If you do, I WILL find out and I WILL do something about it. Also, please inform me immediately if you find that someone is using my pictures. I put a lot of work into them and I would like to make sure that it is not right to steal someone's work into the brains of people who do steal. would like to make sure that it is not right to steal someone's work into the brains of people who do steal.…
A short story about claustrophobia. The picture at the top of the story belongs to me and me only. The photo and font I used to make it are not mine, but the final product is. DO NOT use my picture without my permission. If you do, I WILL find out and I WILL do something about it.…