What is this place? A poem? (Rough draft)

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GRAPHIC and EXPLICIT! Tori's been in love with Jayden since she was twelve years old, but he's pulled away at every turn. Doubts, insecurities, and certain, ahem, preferences have been convincing him that she's the kind of girl to totter about on pedestals, and definitely not the lady for him. Except she really isn't the lady for anyone else, and he can't seem to keep his hands off her, or his belt buckled to his pants. This story does contain some Graphic content, I won't tell you its ALL Graphic, but there are a few risky bits in it. You have been warned, that is as much as I can do without armed guards and electric fences ...

"It's like Bloody Mary...only her name is Clara." New school, new friends...and a new game not very many are willing to play. Alex's first week at Ashworth, a boarding school in upstate New York, was something he was slowly getting used to. A school filled with history that still haunted the place...along with the ghost of girl murdered there almost a hundred years before. A game is played by four students the first Friday night of the new school year and this year, Alex was joining in. Not because anyone was forcing him to, but because he had to see what all the hype was about. No other students were willing to risk their sanity, but the four who played before swore they'd seen the girl every time. Too bad Alex believed their minds were only playing tricks on them. He thought the ghost girl was just a story made up by past students. Now, it was time for Alex to play. And there was someone else joining.

This is a poem. Some may sound a bit messed up but they are kinda true for me. Sorry if they offend you in any way.

Will Blaise get the boy or get the heartbreak?

A short story/ poem

it was just another day when daniel first saw eve. she didn't see him, but she didn't need to.

Short novellas about nothing in particular