Grace and Grant were not meant to be, but there were eleven reasons why he was unforgettable. This is a short story of how she fell for him, and how he let it all fall apart. [ Short Story #39 ]

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

He had no reason to go on, to live another second. He wanted to end it all, take some scissors and cut the string to his never ending life. But when he saw her walk down those school hallways, smiling and laughing. He suddenly didn't feel like cutting that string, but instead taping more on. And maybe that's why he was still here, waiting for her to notice. That she was the one that kept him sane, she was the one that kept him living. (Warning* This book contains vulgar language, talks and attempts of suicide including domestic abuse, and trigger themes) ★ Inspired by the song Lydia by Highly Suspect Wattpad Choice Award Winner Cover inspired by hepburnettes

best·friend - noun. a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection. about a girl who loved a boy. she knew he loved her, but not in the way she wanted to be loved.

"Quick Clean Laundry! When it's dirty we make it clean, this is Melissa speaking." "uh...." "Hello?.." "I asked a cute girl her number and this is what she gave me" #3 in Short Story [8/1/16] Book One From Texts and Calls Series © Copyrights Reserved

"poetry isn't a form of writing. poetry is a form of thinking." || August 9, 2016 || ❁ lower case intended ❁

a book containing free verse poems weaved together by a teenager. //intentionally lowercase//

A cocktail of the thoughts i drink everyday - Highest ranking | 24 | - Cover by: pointlesstequilla

Have you ever felt like you wanted to forget about all your daily problems and worries, and just get lost in the world of poetry and its word flow? Because now may just be the ideal moment for that, so feel free to start wandering and exploring the reflection of our world I experience through poetry... One day she says: "I realized something," as she's feeling the tingles, "Every world, every human human consist of angels and demons" Highest rank: #103 in Poetry

With summer just around the corner, Coraline's prepared for another busy tourist season at her family's hotel. What she's not expecting, however, is England's hottest up-and-coming music sensation, Leon McCarthy, showing up at the check-in desk.