"Adventure is inspiring, but so is nostalgia." A story about a girl who writes messages to a boy along the start, then halt, of their relationship, but leaves them unsent. And along the way, she discovers what it means to get over the pain of inconclusive situations, and, above all, how to make yourself happy. ©All Rights Reserved to Avery Mcallister - mtndewforlife01 (That is me, in case you were wondering.) Cover credit goes to @Whisper- Rankings; Highest: #20 Short Story ~ 1/27/16

Six word stories. Happy, sad, and otherwise. Please comment! I love to hear from you :) ((Don't forget to vote!!)) Highest rank: #1 in Short Stories 6 days in a row

❝like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.❞

In which Nick learns that diets never work. One-shot. @noticefiction's book of the week winner.

Mira is a model, she's still suffering from past eating disorders and slight alcohol abuse. Her boyfriend Jacob is more than concerned for her. Mira can't take good care of herself. But their lifestyle will change things. Mira is a little girl mentally, she tries to hide it, but soon Jacob discovers her secret. And he couldn't be more happy with it.

When kids are young and full of innocent wonder, they're asked the question that will haunt them far into their adult lives: what do you want to be when you're older? Kyleigh Frost's answer to this very question was that she wanted to be thin. Ever since she could remember, all she wanted to do with her life is to be the skinniest girl out of everyone she met on the streets. If she couldn't be the brightest kid in her school or win the next cycle of America's Next Top Model, she might as well be the thinnest one there. After all, to be fat is the biggest sin one could ever commit in today's society.

Ivan likes Avis. Avis likes Ivan. Avis and Ivan are stubborn. -------- Revised Copy Watty's 2015

And your eyes were telling lies to my heart ~ C.A.

"We called it zero o’clock. Because to us time wasn’t about the number, it was about the feeling. And zero o’clock was the feeling of not being able to sleep but at the same time not caring. It brought this weird ataraxia and for some reason we liked it." His name was Finn, and his biggest flaw was himself ...even though he would never admit. He used to kiss me on the my forehead and when he did his eyes would glow in ways most eyes shouldn't. This isn't a love story though. We were insomniacs, and the restless don't find love, they find sleep. So when I look at his empty chair in class, or realize I miss his kisses I tell myself he's sleeping, and pretend he's not gone. Coming Soon in January 2015

He was a boy who liked smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee. She was a girl who liked the smell.