When I'm depressed I have a feeling to write poems, most of them are dark or not so pleasant but anyway enjoy but no hate please :) x x

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

She just needed a drink, that's all. After walking into a local club on the night of Halloween, the only thought in Mercy Carroll's head was that she needed to get away from her life for a while. Luckily for her, after one small drink, her wish was granted. Unlucky for her, she loses all her memories. When Mercy Carroll is found by some strange characters in the even stranger town of Wondermoor, she has to battle with her own suspicisions (sometimes her hormones) and even an army from a place she never even knew existed. All of this from one small drink given to her by one strange bartender. Will Mercy ever remember her past and find her way home or will she forever keep falling down rabbit holes? Remember, don't take drinks from strangers.

Chelsea is a fairly regular teenage girl. She lives with her mom and her twin brother, Heath. Their lives went on in routines, anything new meant a change of dinner plans for that night. When a boy moves in next door, how will she react when he decides to make friends with her? And when she finds out her dad, previously in an asylum, comes back to move in with them, how will she manage to maintain her ordinary lifestyle? Will she even try?