"Why don't you just do everyone a favour and go kill yourself?" "You know what, I think I will." Tonight everyone will get their wish because i've got a whole list of ways to end everything and each of them look so tempting... Updates every Sunday

Sienna Mast is a tough girl and she always has been. But everybody has their breaking point. Sienna's abusive household becomes too much for her, so she seeks outside help in her uncle that lives across the country. She needs money and he has a lot of it, but she has to earn it. Her uncle promises Sienna money if she can complete the summer at a dance school. Since she's been dancing her whole life, she doesn't think it'll be too hard. However, she starts to rethink her decision when she realizes that her classmates are willing to do anything to beat the competition. With a bubbly roommate, a scary instructor, and a few jealous enemies, Sienna has to make it through the summer for her family's sake. What could possibly go wrong? Buy the paperback edition on Lulu! http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/writerbug44

"What's my name?" "Daddy."

I walked another two more steps and before I could take another step,someone grabbed me vigorously by the shoulders and placed a cloth on my nose and mouth. I tried struggling but I breathed in the chemicals. I felt my eyelids dropping. The vision around me blurred and I passed out. (undergoing major editing xD)

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[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-

These poems were written in my dark times of 2015. I did not want to see the next day, or face people who were suppose to be friends and family. Since then, I have become a mother at a young age and found peace in my trauma. If you would've told me that life was gonna change drastically, I wouldn't have believed you. I'm still fighting against the darker parts of me, but most of the time my waters are calm and all I can hear is joyful laughter from my family. ♡ Stay Strong ♡ And thank you for supporting my book.

"Don't you think you've done enough damage?" "...I was young and stupid." *** (2ND EDITION ON MY PROFILE...ADD TO GRT NOTIFIED WHEN I START IT) Suicide is known as a 'self- destroyer'. When someone thinks about killing themselves, they are titled as Suicidal. Alongside Suicide, Depression is a mental illness that almost always leads people to suicidal thoughts. Sometimes it will be a lonely Old Man/Woman. Sometimes it will be a little boy/Girl who has just became a teenager, but doesn't feel she is needed. Sometimes it will be a middle aged Man/Woman who seems to have her entire life together, when really they are torn into pieces. • And sometimes, like this time, it is a high school student who doesn't think she has any other path to choose, but suicide. *If anyone ever feels as if they have no other choice please get in contact with a suicide hotline [ 1-800-273-8255] *This story will contain self harm, and a little bit of language*

Stacey Williams had always loved Axel Teller. But he had paid her no mind. She wanted more than the meaningless flings they had. She wanted her love to be returned. She wanted to be loved back. She did everything to get his attention. She had one-night stands with countless boys - throwing away her innocence - and tearing apart her reputation. All for him. But Axel didn't notice Stacey as anything more than a girl to have a fling with on the side. And Stacey watched as the boy she loved fell for another girl, and they were happy and complete. And Stacey was alone and hated. Tarnished and scarred. She was the girl he left behind. [The first book won the 2015 Wattys for the Cover-to-Cover award and 2016 Fiction Awards. Book two won the 2018 Fiction Awards. #1 in Teen Fiction and Short Story.] book two is currently unavailable, it will be released late 2023.

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