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Do you ever wonder how the authors on wattpad have such genius, original ideas?! I don't! Here's my "story" and complaints. **WARNING: WRITTEN WHEN I WAS IN THE SEVENTH GRADE, NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY AND/ OR TO BE OFFENDED BY** The grammar and spelling sucks too. I would delete this except the majority of the readers tell me not to. Also, if you want to give me your nasty opinion on me on PM, just get over it. I very rarely respond to them, much less read them. Keep it to yourself. There's already been a few incidents and I get it at this point. Anyways, have fun! (:

A boy Name Alexis Wilski didn't have much .. really nothing at all. Except his best friend/co-worker/Only friend Jade. But when she mysteriously goes missing and dies, The world turns on Alex as if he did it. Is this all just a Illusion, dream? or is it really reality that Alexis now has to face. One thing for sure is that Alexis is going to try to find the killer and he might even have enough courage to avenge his beloved friend . This focuses on a mystery and a little bit of horror

A short poem I wrote in my spare time... For future reference, I am not a nature freak!

We all know their story. We've done enough exams about their love -_- Not your idea of a perfect afternoon, is it? I know it might seem boring and agonizingly repetitive, but I wanted to write a poem about it *shrugs* I just did. And despite the fact that they are extremely annoying.. I kinda pity them, so... without further nonsense... Here's my poem enjoy! :) or not :/

I wrote Chasing Mirrors while thinking about the Hunger Games trilogy, and so, I have dedicated it to Suzanne Collins, i hope it's worthy of her :) The poem is about how I think a tribute from the 75th Hunger Games would feel as they were being turned into a mutation for the Capitol- to kill other tributes.So when I say 'war is what her use is for' this is what I'm making refernce to. :) Funnily enough, I wrote this poem with the character Glimmer in mind. Which I thought was really odd, because I can't STAND Glimmer >: / But there you go...

The actual Outdoor Classroom is an area buried within the woods behind our school, where classes used to be taught years ago. It's the one place we've always escaped to when the world wouldn't leave us alone, and as he's leaving for college soon, it will always be the place where some of our finest memories were created. Enjoy this little short piece.

RATED LOL FOR LAUGH-OUT-LOUDNESS! So just a bunch of random FUNNY things me and my friends made one day at lunch. Enjoy!