I never really thought of myself as depressed. Hell, my family certainly didn't talk about mental health. But even as a child, I've just always felt different, like there was a separation between me and the world. Imagine being an observer of your own life, watching yourself never quite fit in. And over the years, it just got worse. I felt things too deeply, over-analyzed every thought, tried to be everything everyone else wanted. And then, I cracked. I broke, shattering into a million pieces. And no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to put myself back together again. Whether my relief is through therapy or art, I can't seem to escape those thoughts. Thoughts so dark that I paint sadness just to release them. Seeing the world through blue has become my reality. And I pray that once everything is unburdened, a happier me will be set free.

In a chaotic world, where extremists persecute based on race, greed, and anyone seen as different, being a bi-racial teen who can predict a person's death by a simple touch can only lead to disaster. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- * Cover art made by Paintfairy * Warning, this story contains: mild cursing, and ample amounts of violence. *All photos used are not mine and were found through google. *The words used within my story, however, are mine via copyright, so use your own imagination to create your story.

Highest rankings :- #1 in PJO 11/7/2019 #3 in PJO 14/7/2019 #8 in percabeth 27/5/19 #1 in Percyjacksonandtheolympians 12/9/19 #5 in percabeth on 27/9/2019 #4 in percabeth on 1/10/2019 #3 in percabeth on 2/10/2019 __________________ Percy and his friends are looking forward to a relaxing and fun filled summer. But now that everything is looking peaceful the demigods have nothing else to do. Chiron being an amazing teacher, decided to send them on a thrilling adventure; to Hogwarts. The visit to Hogwarts will be an all together new experience. Disclaimer : I do not own any of the pjo or hp characters.

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?