A book of poems I've constructed over the years, and currently, with each poem getting more recent and more interesting. Read till the end to see how a young poet changes both her tone and view of the world, and how she matures her writing. *The first 9 poems are older. Skip ahead if needed.*

It's a story of a girl who had many problems in the past and now starts to have the bigger ones from the ones in the past... so basically her life is not going like other teenagers' and "Who would like a girl with cuts" It was always all over her head, and who knows what sadness can bring people to, right? Anger causes hate, passion, hard feelings, etc. So basically as I said, read the story of a sad girl

It was raining and the people were covered with black umbrellas. The crowd was actually fairly big, more than half of the UA student body came to the funeral and several known pro heroes attended. Even a news team shot a few videos and then put up their equipment out of respect for the dead student. .·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.· Little did they know that somewhere.... Somewhere far away... The heart of that dead student... Began to beat again...

Pages are slowly being edited. Chapters may not add up with other chapters because of this, sorry. This story was written a couple of years ago and desperately needs to be edited! 7/3/2020 Scarlett Sage, a lost soul that turned to some night hobbies that aren't so legal. To be frank, Scarlett is a street fighter. Her opponents aren't only people though, but life itself. She is in a continuous battle with life, fighting for answers and to find who she is, more of what she is. Every night a reoccurring dream haunts her, but the second she lifts her head from that cushioned pillow, any memory of the nightmare is swept away except for those glowing scarlet eyes she can't seem to forget. Scarlett wants to sweep some parts of her life under the rug, including this dream, so when she turns 18 she takes her life into her own hands, ready for semi-independence from her dad Alex. Meet Jake Vance, a boy who has never had to lift his finger for anything or anyone. His hands are as soft as a baby's bum, with no callous present. He is the complete opposite of Scarlett, spoiled, not a hard worker, popular(envied by guys, loved by girls), and overall just a brat. To think he will one day be Alpha of a pack is quite worrisome with the way things look. But things always change. Nothing ever stays the same, and that's a promise. Newly refined description 12/6/17

A book of depression quotes.... ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ♥️🌻Cover made by @SurrenderedSunflower🌻♥️

Valentina Williams that is the girls name of this story, or at least she thought it was. Turns out that her whole life is a lie. Her real name was Valentina Hernandez. Valentina finds out her whole life has been a lie when her 'parents' died. What happens when Valentina finds out that her parents aren't her real parents and she gets her real life back. Without people that beat and starve her everyday. How will she cope with all this new information? Will she tell her real family what happened with her? Will she trust these new people around her? Will she uncover all the secrets? Are these new people going to abuse her the same way the others did? If you want an answer, go read the story. It's a good one. xx also trigger warning, talked about abuse, self harm, ed, hate,.. (First few chapters aren't the best but it gets better later on)

(COMPLETED) "W-What's wrong with your hair!?" He stuttered while pointing to my hair. I glared at him, pulled my hood back up, turned around, and left. -------------------------- My name's Violet, Violet Winters. I was born with weird hair. In the dark it's bright red and my eyes are purple. In the light both my eyes and hair turn silver. Because of my hair my family gave me to an orphanage. I didn't like it, so I left and got a job. I now live alone. I am 17 and am a new student at Astrid Academy/ Highschool. I have color changing hair and eyes, 5'10", button nose, full, pink lips, and a horrible sense of humor. And I'm currently walking in the rain trying to find a god damn clothing store, before I am late to school. My day couldn't get any worse. (WARNING: contains mature language and scenes.) *A/N I am so sorry for anyone who has had to read this. I was in like middle school when I wrote this and I cringe every time I remember it exists 😭 I would delete it but if anyone DID like it I don't wanna take it from them.

Kira Kokoa was a completely normal girl... At least that's what she wants you to believe. A brilliant mind-reader that's been masquerading as quirkless since she was a just child. Rejected by people and messing up over and over. Sometimes even a mind-reader has trouble trusting people. But when she meets a fellow bullied reject that's just a little bit like her, she puts her own defenses down just a little... To help him with his own. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭. 𝐓𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢'𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭." (MHA x OC)