An artistic playboy? Never heard that one before. - Parker Ly was a full package-intelligent, good-looking, sporty, and a bad boy. Oh yes, he was also an artist. He also had a secret; he fell in love with a girl in ripped jeans and a blue bomber jacket who only came out at night. He didn't even know her real name, but he knew he had to have her. Mae Chen wore Hollister hoodies and read books while walking to class-no one would expect her to be the dark-haired beauty who ran under the stars and appeared at only the wildest parties. But when Mae is paired up with one of Parker's best friends for a month long project, it gets harder and harder to keep up the mask. How long will she last? Parker is getting more curious by the day, but something is fishy about the girl his best friend had been partnered with. And another problem: was he falling for this girl? 「book one in the Liberal Academy series」

"Promise me you won't leave me alone." The humans hate her for her imperfections. Lost in a world too busy to notice an insignificant person like her. Lost and alone, the world pushed her into oblivion. But maybe she is not really alone. At midnights they accompany her with her tears, crumbled paper and scribbled words. They will never leave her like humans do. They never break promises like humans do. They never know how to stab a person unlike the savage humans. She created a world of ink. A world ready to accept her imperfections. She is ready to enter the new world with her dear poems. For she knows her best friends will never leave. 🌷Collection of short poems🌷 ▪2nd prize in the Summer Awards 2019 ▪Winner of Ocean Blue Awards 2019 ▪ 2nd prize in Creativity Awards 2019, poetry. ~~~~~~~~~ Please don't steal or claim the poems to be yours, respect one's creations.

literal 9th grade poetry // "some feelings are forever ironic: only when i am most lost does a firefly's nightcandle alight before my cozy corner in this void; at least when my fingers hold a pen, i feel a semblance of touching it." // there's always so much still left to say, so i tell it to the page; you are welcome to listen. ~ hymn ©2019

I'm the kind of girl who keeps her own secrets. I'm in high school and I still believe fairies....because I believe I am one. I've never had REAL magic but I can control wind spirit, and speak to her. Others believed along with me...but they always end up forgetting, or leaving me because they think it's just a game. I've been by myself since 5th grade. Now the Great Tree said it's time to train four other girls because another girl has taken over the Spirit of Storms. When she does that...I can't control my own powers...the wind spirit. How am I I supposed to get others to believe in fairies and magic when I'm just starting high school.

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

quiet isn't always violent. #1 in poetry 11/2