Boomers Stories

thank you to @MyNameIzNutella for the help, I don't really have an update schedule so sorry if I'm late :| the story full of angst, sadness and drama this is my first story so sorry if its bad... enjoy!! :D

Harleigh Petersen is your average fourteen-year-old girl. But when she gets kidnapped and put into the system, her whole life changes. Her new goal in life: Survive. Harleigh, training to become a Warrior in Division 1 Projectile Bases, discovers things about her that she would've never imagined in her wildest dreams. In a battle with friends, love, bosses, and near-death experiences, will Harleigh be able to pull through, or will she just become another main character gone wrong? Word count: ~40 000

this is sad

just a bunch of random pictures .

The boomerteers of hermitpad are here! Come ask us to blow up something! WE HAVE TNT

My on-going ramblings and memories of a time gone by, growing up in the 1950s and 60s in a Northern English town.

Bdubs Tango and Impulse are college students who in order to get money, hunt ghosts. One day one of their usual ghost shenanigans goes haywire as they drive down into a spiral of events. (Yes this is a Murder Mystery) Forgive me for the title but I made the BOOMERS group from season 7 into ghost hunters :] (Cover art by Me) Yes this is another Bdubs centered story. Fight me.

boomers can go fuck them self's honestly.

This is a story about the life of my mom, Eve Fulton. I started writing letters to her, two or three a week for several years. They talked about our journey together as a family and the issues we faced. When my mom passed, a volunteer came up to me to say she read the many letters to my mom. I asked her if she kept any. She replied no. So, for the passed year or so I have copied out the stories, and placed them in a logical order. The order will become more and more apparent as the tale progresses.

ask as you wish

Every generation blames the one before, a line from the "Living Years" song, pretty much holds true in today's USA, but probably no group is as vilified as our Millennials. Scholars and columnists love to tee off on this batch when there's nothing more current to complain about. Frankly, I think they are in the same lifeboat as the rest of us and are only reacting naturally to the choppy seas they unexpectedly found themselves in. Perhaps we should have invested more in swimming lessons than in esteem building exercises.