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3 historias
Equal and Opposite por LuckyCharm17
Equal and Opposite
LuckyCharm17
  • LECTURAS 70
  • Votos 7
  • Partes 7
Two girls. Two different views and backgrounds. Bliss. Questionable past. Doubtful towards the idea of love. Would rather focus on her talent for writing. Nice, but not a big fan of being social. Melody. Loves life. She is a beacon of positivity. Love at first sight kinda gal. She loves to meet new people and has a passion for art. They cross paths at a diner on Valentine's Day. And this turns both of their lives upside down. But for better or for worse? Will Melody get her heart broken? Or will Bliss open her heart to the possibility of love? Read ahead to find out!
Forever? por LuckyCharm17
Forever?
LuckyCharm17
  • LECTURAS 67
  • Votos 4
  • Partes 4
I write down random things sometimes. There isn't always a rhyme, rhythm, or reason for everything. Nor is there an actual storyline or order for all them. Really it's just a freewrite. There is not even a specialized genre for this...story? Some chapters may be similar, some completely different. Depends on my mood and what's going on in my head at the time. It's a mystery to me. Honestly? Just thank my writers block for the new story. As well as my swirling mind of neverending ideas that come out of nowhere and sometimes literally make no sense. Or curse them. Idk. Anyways. This story is called: Forever? I named it this way for a reason. But the reason can be interpreted differently based on the person. Meaning Imma leave it up to your imagination. I know that none of this story description actually described the story. Lol. If you really wanna know about it just read. Its not exactly being hidden. Hope you enjoy!
Their Lullaby por LuckyCharm17
Their Lullaby
LuckyCharm17
  • LECTURAS 484
  • Votos 16
  • Partes 12
Different people. Different stories. Different lives. Same lullaby. Their memories rock them to sleep. They have no control over their situations. So why should they have control over the song that plays in their heads drowning them until they can't hold on anymore? You don't know a person, if you don't know their lullaby. Do you want to know them? Or would you rather be left in the dark just as they are? The lullaby, it consumes them. They don't know how to reach up for air when their lullaby is the chain holding them deep within the dark vast abyss under the hard ruthless waters inside of them. As they drown, the song continues like a voice in their head taking over their whole exsistence. Their lullaby.