'her imagination ran wildpainting imagery so abstract'where everything you see is random chaos and abstract thoughts, and rants and sob stories'it seemed pure chaos to allbut the select few who could decipher it'by auradonqueen40'because only they spoke the language that was spoken by an artist'
Branwen has only wanted one thing for her and her father: acceptance from her hometown, Corlynn. When the Elder's council sends a summons to her home, it appears she finally gets her wish. But things don't exactly go as she hopes, leaving her alone, in an unfamiliar world, with a strange, and powerful, woman watching over her.
in which two people who aren't supposed to be together fall in lovebut i don't wanna give up, baby i just want you to get up, lately i've been a little fed up, i wish you would just focus on me - H.E.Rkol mikaelson x female octhe story is written in lowercase !
this story is all about the boy that so genius and so sungit but one day he met a irl that super kulit and lambing and his world become special.....♥
Welcome back to The Monthly Gemstone Awards! Similar to 2019, we will be hosting a contest every month, with entries opening on the first day of the month, and results announced on the final day of the month. But was is different, you ask? Well, instead of submitting stories you have already written, these awards will give you prompts that you must write about. And before you turn around at the thought of writing something that isn't your main project, stop! Think about it. Short stories are incredibly important, and more will be explained within the contents of this story. So, what're you waiting for? Quick results, crazy prompts, and the opportunity to polish your writing skills while getting some feedback? And potentially winning some prizes? It's a dream come true.
❝ That's like the oldest line in the book. ❞❝ It's called sarcasm, sweetheart. Look it up. ❞_in which Stuart Twombly dorms next door to a sarcastic coffee addict[COMPLETED MAY 28, 2017]
Chantelle is bullied and is frequently battling depression and suicidal thoughts, she tries to ignore them but they keep coming back.
Today was the day that we were going up the Stairs. I packed my backpack full of food and was on my way to meet June. Once we passed the threshold of the Stairs we saw the sign that said NO ENTRY ignoring it. June followed me as I walked up the Stairs to (hopefully) a new world. This Story is inspired by The City of Ember. Work in Progress. This story may have some plot holes and/or grammar mistakes.Copyright © 2022 by cakefrogs.
Thoughts on the criminal justice system. Thoughts during the time in criminal justice classes.