anonymous: why you gotta be so rude? alex-burke: no (c) c-araphernelia 2014 !! lowercase intended !! **pls no hate bc i wrote this a long time ago and i hate myself **

[SAMPLE ONLY. PUBLISHED IN OCTOBER 2016] - LINK TO PURCHASE E-BOOK ON MY MESSAGE BOARD! "Why are you being nice to me? I'm a freak, I'm blind," Riley had once asked her, but Ellie could never answer that question, and she would never be able to. Ellie Burke is just this simple town girl, who will never look at the wrong way about anyone. Moving to Florida means everything to her - she could turn over a new leaf, start a new life, and get the chance to actually be someone -and not just this useless nerdy girl. Everything's going well for her until she meets this boy in her English class - and he's the most interesting, unique person Ellie has ever met. The boy who lost his sight. She's going to fight for what her heart wants every step of the way. This is Ellie's story, and it's going to be one bumpy, complicated romance that's nothing like the fairy tales say. A story of hope, trust and what true love really means.

Lindsay Wilson was born different from everybody else. No, she's not a vampire, werewolf, or some super hero. But she can use her whole brain to function. Lindsay knows everything about everything. She has a perfect, photographic memory, and she has mastered every single sport under the sun. She graduated high school when she was seven. Yeah, seven. But now, Lindsay's mom is forcing her back into high school so she can live a normal teenage life. Too bad the only thing that Lindsay can't do is fit in.

I peered slowly outside my window to see her shivering in the cold November winds. I didn't know her but I felt bad for her. What had she done to deserve this? Three weeks ago, I saw her sitting on the corner of the road where there is shade. She looked well fed and her clothes also weren't torn. This meant that she wasn't some street urchin who wanted nothing to do with their life. Sometimes when she is asleep, I'd leave some food or a few dollars beside her. I wonder who she was. I had never seen her in this part of the city before. In spite of the dirt on her body and clothes, bags under her eyes and how thin she was, she was still very pretty. I had a strange desire to talk to her. I wanted to know her reason for being on the street. But I had my doubts that that'd ever happen. I think I'm in love with the girl living outside.

{ Watty 2015 Winner + Featured Story } Meet Sawyer Jameson. On the outside, she's a normal seventeen year old girl with amazing friends, a charitable job and a loving family. She's beautiful, funny and easy to get along with and just by looking at her, you'd think that she's the perfect girl, living in the perfect world. On the inside though, just waking up and living her day-to-day life is a struggle for Sawyer. Well, aware of this fact, Sawyer's mother forces to see a psychiatrist after school on a daily basis in order to cope with the tragic events Sawyer encountered a year prior. Now meet Graham Cambridge. Those who don't know him could easily stereotype him as being a blunt, selfish, egotistical golden boy, just because he likes to party and play football. Those who actually know him though know that he's actually quite the opposite of all of those things. When Graham transfers from his elite prep school to Sawyer's high school and quickly takes an interest in her, things go from bad to worse. At least, that's what Sawyer's convinced herself of. What people don't realize though is that maybe they were wrong about Graham Cambridge and that his life is about as far from perfect as they come and that he and Sawyer are alike in more ways than one. Two completely different teenagers that maybe aren't all that different after all are about to embark on a wild ride that neither of them could have ever expected. Can they help each other get past their demented previous tragedies? Or are their bygones too great to ever escape them? And can Sawyer ever truly be saved? Full of romance, heartbreak and just a little bit of fate, the next couple of months will challenge both Sawyer and Graham in ways they never thought possible. And maybe, just maybe, something beautiful will come out of it. © Copyright 2013 Millie Morgan. All Rights Reserved.

"Jenna, " she started off. "Remember Alex? Your best friend?" She paused. Tingles fell through my body. Alex Sanders was my best friend. We did every single thing together. We went to beaches, gyms, school, everything. We talked about stuff and watched our fav Tom And Jerry movie, and pretended to be pirates on his sofa. We played Wii Sports, Golf, and we would slide down his dark sofas recline. We were unbreakable. Literally. We would do the most silliest things. I would force him to play dolls with me for 30 minutes, then we would play soccer. Sleepovers happened twice a month. But the worst thing happened. Alex moved to California in grade 5.And I never saw him again. At first we would email, text, everything. But sooner my grades and his got higher, so we didn't have much time to text or FaceTime. And as I matured, I created more friends too. But Alex is my best friend, like my brother, and he has a soft spot in my heart. "Yes, " i softly replied, looking at my nails.