Blank Stories

A man reincarnated into the Warhammer universe. In Barbarus.

"I pledge an oath to you, Reid Grant," dark fire blazed in my green eyes. Just looking at him- at his russet colored hair, his azure eyes, his tall and vaguely muscular frame that made me feel powerless and small-made me feel rage and fury. That you and I will be sworn enemies...for the rest of 𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆." {started: 14.7.20} {completed*} ©️classicdols

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Just a simple poem to for people to understand God's masterpiece~!

A poem describing the uncertainty of what goes on in inside what people call an absentminded person The anxiety of a person ,the confusion one faces while trying to sort their mind and feelings

Please help I don't think my parents know what they're doing Aka: Blank trying her best to stay alive each day with her parents stupid shenanigans each day and telling her friend, Ivu, on what goes on in her normal looking household.

Haylee has be with John for a year now but has developed feelings for her former crush Jake, after he has confessed love for her. Will she stay with John? or will the feelings force her to make the worse decision of her life?

No Word

When you're just alone , demons come back on , mines. well , mines came back stronger than ever. not being able to discover yourself from young age is hard , being attack by anxiety attacks when you're only 5 years old is hard. and not being able to really being you in public sucks. these are my scars , I wrote them in my own ways , some are seen and some are well hidden in my brain , these types of things are powerful it can overpower you. its overwhelming to not being able to just be free when all you feel is like being judged. scares aren't only in my arms they are the ones that's visible if you checked them , but the invisible ones is more like a hidden histories and the real truth behind all of this lies I've been masking. the truth being my insecurities and all of my lies , this is society. [MIGHT BE TRIGGERING , PLEASE DON'T READ IT IF YOU SERVE SELF-HARM , ANOREXIA AND CONSIDER THIS AS A WARNING] ©Spritecreation , 2015 factory.

Tabbitha Lilyblossom, the barer of an amazing gift, that remained buried for 15 years. It took Dumbledore's truthful tone for her to fully comprehend her seemingly rare abilities. With parents from Gryffindor, and new friends from that same place, will Tabbitha follow in their footsteps? Or will she carve her own path into the already rock solid history of Hogwarts? Enter Draco Malfoy to mess up her seemingly simple life....but is he just messing with her, or is there something more going on? Also, is there maybe something just a little more sinister playing out in the background? ~*~ Join Tabbitha as she tries her best to fit in with the wizarding world, keep her friends close, phycotic obsessive guys away, and attempts to figure out the complicated life of the guy she dosen't know she likes....