COMPLETED STORY :)
Time is a funny thing. Anything can happen in an instant.
There are more than 7 billion people on earth, all with their own lives, their own stories. While you may be going through the worst day of your life, someone may be havin...
Has anyone ever stopped to smell the roses? I hope they do. The flowers smell so sweet. I picked only three.
The first rose yellow, for my loving mother The second pink, for my thoughtful father.
And the third blood-red, for the lover that tore my heart in two. And now, looking back, what am I to do?
Ramona Samuel Marlee Delacour and Jacob Novekye Joanna-May and Diego Clara and Christina Wylder and Dr. Mallory Bergson Margot, Lively and Joy Sulman and Nick Troane
6:18 the time I broke his heart 6:18 the time she broke my heart 6-18 the room where I first found love 6/18 my birthday, the day I almost died 618 the last letter I wrote to my dead sister 6/18 the day when I wasn't lost, but found
618. Such a random number. No different for 743 or 215 or even 901. But even the most random of things can mean the world, the universe to somebody. One moment, one object, one place, belonging to everyone. We share a vast, dark universe, where one thing, such as the number 618, can be anyone's special number, anyone's memory, anyone's happiness. I think that's the magic of our existence.
And now looking back, what am I to do?
AN: Thank you all so much for reading this mini series I created. These stories were sprung from my thoughts and feelings and life experiences from the past few months. This year has been especially difficult for me in my personal life, and in a lot of ways I was able to use these stories to vent about the things that kept me up at night. Speaking of which... Pretty much every story from this series was written at one or two in the morning when my thoughts kept me up at night. They're obviously not my best work, but it was exhilarating writing them. It was such a good feeling being able to write for me in a place where I wasn't really comfortable with my own thoughts. I'm still not in the best headspace right now, but I truly think I'm getting better. I'll be able to pull myself out of this hole someday, maybe not soon, but someday. I hope you'll stick with me until then.
For the final chapter I've decided to do a mini meet the author, as I haven't really done that on any of my other stories.
So hi! My name's Megan.
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^^^^^This is me!
As of today (May 26th 2019) I am sixteen years old. I will be seventeen on June 17th and I am really excited for it!
Currently, I'm in grade eleven, and I live in Canada with my mum and older brother. I'm the youngest of three, my favourite colour is green, and my favourite season is autumn.
I'm slightly afraid of dogs and very afraid of bugs and thunderstorms. I'm five foot nine inches (or 175 centimetres) and I love travelling. If I was able to go to Europe, I'd probably already be there.
I love to read, write and sing (although I'm not very good at it). I'm also a huge fangirl, and I get emotional very easily. I'm a sucker for Disney, Pixar and dreamworks. I'm secretly a humongous Kpop fan, and I love adventures. Music is what really keeps me going, and I love my family and friends to the moon and back (although I don't really express it that much).
This is me. Who are you?
And finally the one mystery I will never give away: What does 6:18 mean to me? I guess you'll never know
