{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

• • • • • Watching from afar has become my new way of life. Watching my friends be happy, watching my peers live in a blissful ignorance, and watching my family watch me wither away. Being diagnosed with cancer was a painful punch to the gut, a wake up call I didn't think I needed. And as I watched my family crumble apart under the weight of my sickness, I made the decision that nobody else would ever know. So my cancer is my secret, it's locked away in so many vaults that nobody will ever be able to reach it. Not even Zach Dawson.

The FairyTale Retelling Series : A Cinderella Retelling [ Book 1] بِسۡمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. This is a broken tale, The words scattered into pieces, The fairy twisted the magic into melee, And it crawl into myth of vicious. This is a forgotten song, The rhyme was shattered by jinx, And its melody interfered by curse. This is the re-written fantasy, The twisted tale of Cinderella story. This story was hiding behind the happily ever after, with the word of 'the end' on the latter. This is a cursed fairy tale, with the black magic as the conqueror of the battle. This is.. A Cinderella stepsister untold story. ❞أَشْهَدُ أَنْ لَاإِلَــــهَ إِلَّا اللهُ ، وَأَشْهَدُ أَنَّ مُحَمَّدًا رَسُوْلُ الله❝ ❝ I bear witness that there is no deity but, Allah, and I bear witness that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah. ❞ ❝Maafkan patik, tuanku. Walau sekalipun tuanku adalah seorang raja gagah perkasa, patik tetap tidak akan sujud di hadapan tuanku. Patik tidak akan pernah hamparkan seluruh kehambaan patik di hadapan seorang manusia yang juga bergelar hamba kepada Tuhan alam semesta.❞ ❝Dengan nama Allah aku bersujud, dengan nama Rasul aku berselawat dan dengan nama Islam aku berjihad─ ❝Islam adalah agamaku.. Islam adalah panutanku. Jika tuanku menginginkan cinta ini, cintai Dia dahulu. Dia si pemilik cinta seorang hamba bernama Anastasia.❞ Jika dahulu kasut kaca buat Cinderella, kini kasut itu ditakhluki seorang Anastasia. Jika dahulu cinta sang putera buat Cinderella, kini cinta itu dirampas Anastasia. Jika dahulu aku melihat kisah dongeng Cinderella dari hadapan panggung, lalu biar kali ini aku menghayati kisah ini dibalik tirai sebuah pentas yang agung.