We don't know where to start, and that seems like a good place to begin. Polar Particles is an art book containing diverse piece of art, from sketches to painting. Inspired by nature (or should I say pinterest), here is my personal collection of art for pure expression purposes. Enjoy! ღ Highest ranks: deepstuff, paintbrush #1 quote, poemcollection #2 artistic #3 creativewriting, #4 deepthinking #5 © 2021 Claire Bourdon All Rights Reserved.

(Complete) A high school student struggling with grief, drugs, depression, and love as she comes of age in this rollercoaster yet hopeful story. *****I started writing this during a sad time In my life so please don't steal my work, it means a lot to me. IF YOU SEE THIS ANYWHERE APART FROM WATTPAD PLEASE REPORT Warning - I've not edited it yet xD #4 sad romance for 2 weeks Most impressive ranks #1 sadromance #1 yanovel #3 mental health #3 depression

A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 1 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing... and also slightly annoying. "Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to her seat once again. "I don't think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail." My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response. "My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize" "Wow..." I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails. I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist "it must be difficult at times" I added. "yeah, its difficult every time" she laughed "but today isn't about me, I have a question for you." There was a brief pause in between before she carried on "Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?"

COMPLETED●EDITING● Some wounds don't need words. They need a witness. What happens when a mother's greatest success is her refusal to feel? ​Kamilah Paisley Maeve, 18, has always relied on her father-the rock who helped her navigate high school while she quietly lived with the void of an absent mother. ​That mother, the famed mogul Uncanny Valley, didn't just walk away; she fled. Driven by the echoes of profound trauma and pain, she chose the ruthless path of survival: locking away her emotions. Her empire grew, but her family shattered. She succeeded by refusing to hear the cries of the world or even the cries within herself. ​Kamilah is devastated when she realizes her idol is her parent. Now, the conflict isn't just about speaking but about listening. Kamilah doesn't just need words; she needs her mother to JUST LISTEN-to the silence in her hurt, to the chaos of her hidden past, and most importantly, to the desperate cry for help that hides beneath Uncanny Valley's perfect, emotionless façade. ​The greatest challenge is not finding the words, but finding the courage to listen to the silence when nothing is said. ​[Warning: contains strong language and scenes that some may find disturbing] ​°COMPLETED°

Fo-no-fo-bia | Phono-pho-bia | /ˌfəʊnə(ʊ)ˈfəʊbɪə/ noun: A persistent, abnormal, and unwarranted fear of sound. #1 in the Phobia series. ___________ "M-my name is Baybi, what's yours?" I answer shyly trying to pretend the cake I'm icing is more interesting than his presence. "Payne." His voice came. Deep, husky, intimidating. I stopped for a moment before looking at him again, a small confused frown wrinkles my brows. "Pain?" I questioned. A deep chuckle erupted from his throat making my cheeks dust with pink. I looked down at the now finished cake that was waiting to be put away. I decide to watch the way his shoulders shake as he sobers up, the stud on his ear glistening from the rays the sun emitted. He looks at me with a smirk playing on his lips. My heart dipped in whatever blood that was circulating it as he leaned unto the counter, leaving a sinful amount of space between us as he spoke again. "I'm far from it baby, I'm worse." ***** #1 in cute out of 192K. #84 in romance out of 1.94M. #3 in protective out of 12K. #1 in naive out of 2.08K. #3 in possessive out of 6.14K.