"As the clocked ticked forward, while the whole world went on without realizing thousands of people died this minute, we're drowning in oblivion. Time is unforgivable. And one day, these stories will be forgotten too and if that day comes, who still cares?" Where are my manners? I need to introduce myself first. I am Hazel Grace Lancaster and I am 16 years old. On my 13th year, I have been diagnosed with stage IV thyroid cancer, but I'm okay now. I guess. And this is my diary. {I know John Green wrote this book in 2011, but I wrote Hazel's Diary as it happened in 2013. The quote above is written by my lovely friend, @estehless who wrote "Letters From Augustus Waters." Do not read this story if you haven't read TFiOS! This contains spoilers.}

Mickayla Parker is a normal 16 yr old girl. If you call a 16 yr old girl who's parents both passed away and, has lived in a foster home for more than half of her life and, runs away every chance she gets...but she always gets caught, normal. That's Mickayla! She hates her foster home and is trying so hard to get away. One day while running she bumps into Shawn Mendes who kinda helps her hide from who's chasing her. Than from that point on things turn for the better, in a Mickaylas point of view.

There's really no point in a description - it's less than 3,000 words.

After the newest Plague, America had been turned into a nation of protection, where a world leader from the remaining, functioning countries has been selected. These countries are Britain, the United States and Australia. The New Nation has made many changes to the world, but the biggest by far is the Light Law. Darkness has become illegal. 100 years later, nobody from the previous generation remains. Nobody has ever seen the dark. As soon as the sun seems to be going down, the city lights are switched on, illuminating the streets. The people even sleep in the light, because they, too, have lights that are automatic. Not one person has ever seen the night. Nobody has seen the stars. Until Jessica.

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Cotard's syndrome is a delusion where a person thinks he or she is dead; figuratively or literally. Kai Chariot was stuck with this syndrome ever since he hit his teen years, it wasn't until he met Dakota Breit, the girl who dealt with depression; that he suddenly started to feel different. The two take on a great deal of struggle and sometimes would they only have the good days.

For Matt and his older brother Jackson an ordinary life was playing football in the backyard every night, partying, hanging with friends and getting with girls. One day though curiosity over takes Matt in his own backyard when the football goes too far. Just one night when he thought he would simply go back inside to bed with his brother Jackson, but he didn't go back inside in fact he never saw his brother again.

calum likes to party.

Inside of a wall set in a futuristic dystopian society lives survivors 11 generations after a war that destroyed the world. Charlotte, an 18 year old girl, is the daughter of former leader Theodor Grayson who was murdered. Months after his death Charlotte is one step closer to realizing how much more significant her fathers death is. As she follows the clues, and corruption unfolds, it's up to Charlotte and help from her friends and family to save the Nation and crack the code. SEQUEL THE 11TH GENERATION: DYSTOPIA IS UP Copyrights to me. Copyright is a legal right created by the law of a country that grants the creator of an original work exclusive rights for its use and distribution. DO NOT STEAL MY WORK. Copyright © by Lovingringo. All rights reserved. Highest rank: 21 in science fiction

Ranked #1 in 'wow' out of 1000+ books Ranked #3 in 'deep' out of 1.8k books Ranked #13 in 'thoughts' out of 1000+ books Let this sink in: I gave you $10, He gave you $20, You felt that he was better just because he gave you more, But he had $200, And all I had was $10. ~ Deep Quotes Highest Ranking - 20/12/16 - #19 in Poetry.