Bushes Stories

uhh here i just liek... share my thoughts and vent mayb??? idk im the happiest person alive so prolly not venting- BUT LIKE IF I EVER NEED TO, THIS IS MY DIARY (well, public) SO I WILL!!! uh yesh... i rated this as mature in case i need to vent but i don't think so but liek IF I DO then uhhhhh yesh u get what i meannnnnnnnnnnnn

Left alone to die on my own don't know were I am lost in a place so far so deep never to go in the deep deep sleep

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A Suspense narration I wrote for school so I decided I might as well publish it here. Not my best work but I have grown fond of it.

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Aphmau- a female wolf, lives in a pack called Phoenix drop. The Phoenix drop pack is a very well-known pack. Aaron- a male wolf, is a social outcast in his starlight pack. He doesn't talk with many wolves and only responds to the Alphas request. What will happen when Starlight and Phoenix drop meet?

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A harrowing tale set in the backdrop of a post partitioned Indian village where a boy Bichha from a humble lower caste family falls for a girl in an interfaith relationship, as their love challenges the social stratification in a fragile Indian society where the stakes of family honor are always placed too high above the human happiness, a hell breaks out. A sickening tale of love and aspirations of an innocent couple full of dreams and desires for a life together, eventually becomes an unfortunate victim in a trail of brutal circumstances leading to a catastrophic tragedy tearing apart the pretentious facade of spurious fundamental rights of freedom and expression in world's largest democracy.

This is a story about my OC Delilah in one of my favourite games I grew up playing. Viva pinata. Also viva pinata trouble in paradise. It will be about Delilah and the main antagonist of the game professor pester. I hope you enjoy :D

My heart hammers in my chest. Fire trails down my spine. My shoulders contort, my back stretches, my face breaks... I fight him. I struggle. I rage. And still I am being taken. My sight fades. The sharp tang of blood is an endless. The world around me is nothing but the black of my own insanity and I am dying. It mocks me. I cry at it, cry my anger, my sadness, my pain, and it hangs listlessly in the sky, suspended by heartstrings and I know I want nothing more than to cut them and take it from it's sparkling home in the sky and hold it out to my brother and say, "You see? You see what this had made me become?" And then running. Running and running and running and, then, red.

A collection of rather disturbing poems written by Smallish Potato and dedicated to my dear friends-Aska Firebreath and LockwoodIsKipps.

After two young explorers come across a mysterious enclosure far away from the party, they meet themselves with black iron gates, vibrant bushes and a zoo-like environment. When they go missing shortly after, it is up to Detective Rachel Robinson to solve the case. Whether or not the case will be closed is another mystery.