❝Good morning. This is Target, how can I help you?❞ ❝Why do I have the sudden urge to kill my family?❞ ❝...Woah...well...shit. Ma'am, I think you dialed the wrong number.❞ ❝No. I dialed correctly. Are you any help?❞ ❝...No sé qué decir a esta chica loca.❞ In which a girl named Farah calls Target and meets a boy named Chance. Best Rank : #1 in Short Story (8/27/16)

"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"

She was his favorite kind of poison. © 2016 merdusa All rights reserved.

"Yours was all I ever wanted." // Classic romance from a not-so-classic point of view // #weneediversebooks #stopslutshaming

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

Read the full-length story on FicFun (link in bio)! In which an enigmatic freshman speaks through a shared bathroom door to his mysterious troubled neighbour. (Conversations SPIN-OFF)

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

one was shy, the other was sad, together they were the two who loved art, both with rosy cheeks and caring hearts. [highest ranking]: #4 in short story 6.24.15 book one of the "nameless" series

bal-co-nee-al ; of or referring to a balcony \\ in which a cynical girl and a disastrously (self-characterized) aromantic psychology student have daily discussions between neighbouring balconies \\ #1 in short story june & july 2k15 \\ book 1

The SEQUEL to DARK BLUE | WILL UNDERGO EDITING ** "We will meet again." That's what Oscar said to Delilah and she believes that. Delilah knows what she wants to do. All thanks to one boy. She holds on to the fact that maybe, one day she'll meet Oscar again. Whether it's under the stars or not. In the City of Love, Delilah wants to have fun and to forget everything else. But with a turn of events, Delilah has to start from the beginning and find herself all over again, just as she did on that hill top. But this time, she has to do it by herself. Beyond the sea no-one knows what can happen under those light blue skies, whether it's heartbreak or new discoveries or fate simply playing a game of cat and mouse. Life is not a fairytale, so what can Delilah expect? Copyright ©2013 by Y u e h-C h i a L o | All Rights Reserved.