Anonymous letters from a work in progress to some people she knows. or, Letters I need You to deliver for Me. ©2016 by A. Roberts. All Rights Reserved.

"A caravan trudged up the road, slogging through the mud. It wasn't the kind of day one usually wished to travel in; but this caravan seldom stopped. " Sixteen year old Vera has travelled with this caravan her entire life, never knowing anything different. A mysterious stranger briefly joins their caravan, with some information that might just change Vera's destination. **A Christian short story allegory that I wrote for my Literature class this year. Enjoy!** © A. Roberts 2016. All Rights Reserved.

Poems for those who like to find the beautiful, wonderful things in life; those who are able to find joy in small childish things, but still dream big. For the innocent, who are subsequently called naive, or sheltered, because every once and a while they take a step back to enjoy the sunshine. A collection of short, simple, sweet poems ©2014 by A. Roberts. All Rights Reserved.

I tried to speak to you. To tell you that I was wrong. You wouldn't listen. It's like you were deaf, and I was mute. © 2014 by A. Roberts. All rights reserved.

"Julie Watson. Its a typical name. If you looked on Facebook I'm sure you'd find a gazillion of me. I'm nothing special, unless ugly counts. And yet, there was a time I did feel special..." This is the five page note left by Julie Watson, a self proclaimed stupid, ugly girl who hates herself. The only person whom she ever thought loved her is gone, and she has nothing else left. **RECENTLY EDITED AND UPDATED** ©2014 by A. Roberts. All rights reserved.