poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

[COMPLETE ✓] Rumour has it that a new guy is joining our class this year. All the girls are going crazy, imagining all the case scenarios from cliché YA books: mysterious, rebel, bad boy, werewolf, fallen angel, even vampire! The worst part, I don't even think they have read the books; they only watched the films. However, it doesn't make much difference to me, it's not like he is going to see me. No one sees me. Oh but don't worry, I got used to this and I learnt to enjoy it. Believe me, being unseen has its perks. I'll show you. ⋙⋘ Illustrator: Sarah Bochaton

[SPONSORED BY TELUS] For Winona Prescott, senior year was supposed to be simple; get good grades, graduate and have a bit of fun on the side. But when a video of her kissing another girl goes viral throughout the entire school overnight, everything takes a turn for the worse. Friends she once trusted turn on her, peers shut her out and her only comfort is from a friendship she once thought was lost. Winona just wants everyone to forget the video ever existed. But then the messages start to appear. Repeatedly, Winona's phone is filled with hate messages from an unknown account. She tries to delete them, they come back. She tries to ignore them, the paranoia sets in. Soon there are groups and pages, all spewing hate directed right at her and Winona is crumbling under the pressure. From the relationship with her dad, to the cold shoulder from everyone at school and the faceless person targeting her, Winona doesn't know what to do. Because the scariest opponent is the one you can't see.

(Placed in the Top 10 of the #MindOverMatterContest) A collection of works I have written based on issues I have faced and how I got over them. I like to think of this as an advice/inspirational message sort of thing. If any of you have anything you need advice on, feel free to comment or private message me. I'll answer to the best of my abilities. #MindOverMatterContest Entry: It's not uncommon for people to struggle with the desire to be perfect. This was how I got past the whisperers of my own mind, and finally succeeded in finding my own definition of the word so often used to describe something unattainable: perfection.