What if the internet version of Wattpad was a real realm? Well, sort of. What if it was some realm connected to the internet and to the avatar function? Here's where our what ifs come to life. What if Loki stumbled his way into the realm of Wattpadheim very physically because one of the Avengers suggested he go there? Oh right that Avenger was Thor. This could be the best or worst suggestion Thor ever made to Loki. This story is told in Loki's perspective. Started: 4.12.2015 Completed: 4.18.2015 at 1:39 PM. Inspired by @Chromeflame's comment "I GOT @TFASGAwriter TO SHUT DOWN THAT THREAD" Book 1 of 2. Bookcover by: @callmesteffie

Just some stuff that comes out of my head. mostly poems. Weird people like myself might like it. Enjoy (:

A collection of weird depressing shít. In other words, poetry. The stuff of the human soul. This book is a window into my soul. So watch your step. Take off your shoes on the doormat and tread carefully. Listen and learn, and then judge. Relate or hate, it's all the same to me. I'm going to trust you with my weaknesses and you must handle them with care. Venture forth... if you dare.

The world wasn't that easy in the first place. Kylee and her friends new everything was going to turn out like this. They all had the slightest idea when people kept getting into car crashes and getting attacked from who knows what. They all hoped it wouldn't come to this but their hopes are gone and they all think God left them behind. It all started in Florida USA. Where they all lived in a little neighborhood. Things start to get bad later when Kylee gets back to Florida from Alaska bringing back her friend Devyn. "We'll just have to hope for the best no one gets hurt" Kylee says.

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. -John Keating, Dead Poets Society. Hello! This is a collection of a few of my poems. Hope you enjoy them! P.S : The poems were in a different order before and have been altered recently. Hence, the author's notes also are in a different order. Please do not try to copy this work.

these poems are for my friends who helped me when nobody would and about the battles we all face as teens