I dreamt it all I lived it Short, scattered, you're confused, I'm confused, SPEAK Welcome to Speak I hope you like secrets

A collection of some of my own poetry which I feel contribute to a common narrative - the idea of living and the search for beauty in the natural world, in moments of the now, and in things we take for granted. It is the Romantics belief that all poets have a mission and a calling in their very nature which compels them to write, create, and share - I guess mine is the ongoing attempt to capture the splendour I see in life and share it with others. Gotta thank my great friend Amy (@BallyGirl) for the idea of posting my work here. A more complete collection of my poems can be viewed on AllPoetry: https://allpoetry.com/Y-Woo I'm mainly just trying out the idea of organising my pieces by theme here and experimenting with an order that is not chronological but especially designed to tell a story.

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

Four rock stars in their 70s embarrass themselves on television. 📺📺📺 Amaccamazing cover by @LonelyPretzel6!

[ 1965 ] John and Evie broke up 6 months ago. It's been 3 months since they last saw each other. And even longer since they stopped connecting. But John can't get over the breakup. He can't sleep. He just wants to talk to her to get some closure. He's written her letters. He's called many, many times. He's taken a trip to Evie's old flat. But Evie is nowhere to be found.

if you didn't already know, i'm beatles trash.

Request any imagines for either John, Paul, George or Ringo and you can read them here! I'll update as often as I can and I hope you enjoy these little stories!

Everything John has experienced with Paul, from their meeting to their first kiss to their devastating split is written in this bedtime story, one that John might never be brave enough to tell Sean.

Hello WattPad! I'm a huge fan of The Fine Brothers REACT series on YouTube. So I thought why not take the premise for their show, add a little Beatlemaniac spin on it, and upload the story you're about to read? The Beatles will be reacting to anything and everything! :D (New updates every week!) (Open to requests and submissions!)