"Nobody knows the way that I know her..." ••• America Adams, the girl who's been bullied as a kid and rumors about her spread like a wild fire. She tried to stop them but nothing worked...so why not go along with them and have the bad reputation? Started Sep. 19th, 2016|| Finished July. 23rd, 2018 Copyright 2016 | ILLUMlNATE

"am i that much of a burden to you?" "of course you are, i don't fall for scum. and i, sure as hell, won't fall for you." lowercase intended || copyright 2016

Everyone needs a little danger in their life. This is a conversion of JileyOverboard's work "Danger" Hope you enjoy!

"i will ruin you, slowly and painfully" started : october 24, 2016 completed : January 3, 2017

He was so fragile, like the flowers his mother used to plant in his back garden, the ones cherry red that wilted too fast. Shawn was the cherry red flower, it was when he laid in my lap, our fingers intertwined and my arms around him, that I knew he would wilt too fast. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNING]]

Not all love stories end with a happy ending

"stop doing that!" "doing what?" "acting like you like being with me one second and acting like you hate me the next!" "i think you forget you're the one who gets paid to do this." (lowercase intended!) SEQUEL IS POSTED, ITS CALLED LEARN!! disclaimer: i don't own shawn or any of the magcon boys but i do own leena and her storyline.

A downpour isn't just rain. It's having all your sadness, pain, and fears come down onto you at once.

Erika Wheeler was doing fine. She had a boyfriend, great grades in school and two best friends with a couple of other catywompusses. Things seemed great. Too great to be honest. The feeling in the back of Erika's mind was right. Something was going on and it wasn't positive. She was drifting away from her friends, growing even more angry at her father, and was falling out with her boyfriend. Things couldn't get much worse for Erika. But like always, life has it's ways.

Canada. Anywhere but Canada. The place where it's constantly cold, and rainy and gross. It's so different from Pennsylvania. Not to mention I own more shorts and tanks than I do long sleeved shit. "Erika! Come on there's still boxes!" My dad called. As if I wanted to move with my dad to Canada. My parents just had to get a divorce. They had to split up the kids. So now my twin brother Daniel was in the US and I was in Canada. I groaned getting up from my spot on the front porch of the new house. It wasn't as cold right now because summer was coming up, but how joyful would it be when winter came. I went and grabbed a box from the truck in the driveway and grabbed a couple boxes. "Hey, you need help?" I heard a voice come from behind me. I started fumbling with the boxes when I turned around. In front of me was an extremely attractive boy. Did I mention how beautiful Canadian boys are? I didn't? Oops.