When I was little everyone picked on me. They put me down, told me I'd never amount to anything, and over all just made me feel awful about myself. So rather than focusing on myself I just cut out the fear, the sense of having to be gentle towards people's feelings, and most importantly, my drive to do what I really wanted. I always wanted to write as I had a wild imagination, and always came up with wacky stories that had some bizarre adventures... but after I just gave up I never went back to writing. People caused me to realize that if I just let fear rule me then I'll never be who I needed to be, a hero for my friends. I'm not Superman or Batman, but I'm just a normal foot soldier fighting off everyone's everyday demons. Doing what I can to ease others of their struggles. I was like a rock for everyone, helping them and shutting out my emotions. I left everything I wanted behind and rather, I did what I should've from the beginning. Then I met Amber, who, always supported me and was my rock. She was there for me when I needed her. She supported me all the time and we talked about the future a lot and what we wanted to do. Jewlian was always there but she was always jealous of Amber. Jewlian went out of her way to avoid Amber and they always complained about the other but supported me about staying by the other, but no matter what it seemed like Jewlian was always there, like white on rice there. She always knew everything that went on in my life without my telling her. It was weird then but now I find it suspicious.
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Sin and Corruption
Non-FictionCaleb, a 27 year old college guy, goes to a college party with his friend Jewlian. While the night goes on, it might not end the way they want it to.
