Several stories and poems I've had to do for English, including: A short story about a boy with very bad luck... A story about a relatively sane girl that is, like most others, tormented by her reflection...

"When the stars retreat, and the moon bleeds blue. When love bows to a pure soul, free of vengeance, and hatred and sorrow," his words were ushered, as if he were telling her a secret, "Is when I'll be with you." At the time, Aura didn't understand. "Now run. Think of it like the catching games we used to play." He whispered, pressing a parting kiss to her creased forehead. "Don't let them catch you." So she ran. But she never saw her father again. #2 Fallen, 11.11.21

Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.

A serial killer is on the hunt again, but this time there's revenge involved. Gradually the secrets begin to unravel themselves and the stakes climb higher every time. One thing is for certain, not everyone is coming out of this alive.