I think I just saw you die.

WARNING: this story will cause a lot of emotional pain [as I have been told] and i highly recommend you grabbing a box of tissues prior to continuing with this short story. Seriously though, I've said sorry so many times to people who have commented saying that this had made them cry, so I apologize now for any tearful and heartaches that you may experience </3 ❝how do you expect me to live when i am sentenced to death?❞ Ratings: Short Story: #480 [29.3.2014] - #426 [6.4.2014]

"Do you know why I dye my hair?" He asks me. "Why?" I'm still confused, but go along. He scoots closer. "I always thought of my life simply. Like black and white, no happiness, no color. So I like dyeing it." "Everythings better in color, right?" ✂-------------------------------------------------- A story in which two people are in desperate need of color in their life. Short Story #246 / Fanfiction #758 September 7th

Why was I always the target? Why was it always me?

❝back to writing to someone who will never reply back.❞

Three years. Three years I’d made it through this hell hole unnoticed. I thought I could stay under the radar for the rest of junior year, but of course something, or someone, more specifically, had to come screw it up. I mean, it’s not like it was on purpose, but it threw all my three years of hard work down the drain. I worked so hard to stay unnoticed, unknown, and it worked pretty well. And even through the public humiliation of 'The Spaghetti Incident', I don't regret it for a second. It might've caused me temporary humiliation, but that's how I met Michael. And I wouldn't trade that day for the world.

❝There are some things I've always wanted to tell you, but never had the courage to.❞ short story #90 || fan-fiction #248 [4.20.14]

You are fucked up. You are alone. You are a dreamer. I met people who were fucked up. I met people who were alone. I met people who were dreamers. They were the ones that understood.

He likes her And doesn't understand why He wants to tell her But doesn't know how He is talented at writing So he leaves his feelings to his hand writing Ratings: Short Story: #567 [20.4.2014] - #433 [21.4.2014] - #308 [22.4.2014]

Hayley lives in Cairns with her mum and they never really got along, one summers day though, she meets Michael who just moved up from Sydney. It was like it was meant to be with them, but Hayley has some secrets, some worse than others, and when they come out, will Michael still care for her like the first time? Or will one thing be the last straw? ******TRIGGER WARNING******* If you are easily triggered, please be aware that there is mention of self harm in this story. I love you all and I'm here for you &lt;3 please stay strong if things are hard, an you can talk to me about anything. The Author xxx