Clocks Stories

Time is a complicated thing, and despite being the ones to invent it we don't always like it. Yet then again it is part of human nature to always want something you don't have, and it is practically impossible to imagine a world without time

Fighting destiny always seemed to be incredulous. However, what if, it was possible?

Imagine a world where you can see everyone's death date but your own. And the one day everyone starts being really nice to you. Like, tooo nice I GOT THIS IDEA FROM TUMBLR, NOT MINE SO SORRY IF THIS HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE

Have you ever wondered where all fairy tales sprung up from? Have you have ever wondered if any of the fairy tales were ever real? Have you ever wondered why each fairy tale was created? Well, if you ever did, you’re wondering mind will wonder no more. Story books that make the characters come to life. The biggest and the badist of the villains ready to destroy human kind. One girl that has the power to control one magically book and bring the characters to life, literally. She is responsible for keeping the book in check and keeping the characters bound inside. But, what happens when a page is ripped out of the book? One boy that was ripped out of the book and isn't eager to return. Stubborn, rude, mean, cunning, handsome...all the things that he wasn't in his story. Once released the characters practically become human (again) and create a name for themselves. Once that happens, they are each reluctant to go back into the book that had damned them all. One book... One Fabulator (Storyteller)... One boy... Multiply Villains... Can the madness be contained?

a book about fixing what really needs to be fixed. or something of the sorts. another world. other worlds.

Maylee Denn struggles with her sanity after the events at her grandfathers house. She decides that enough is enough, she's going to end the nightmare This story is complete, I forgot to update the status and now it won't let me, sorry guys!

Salem is the daughter of the lord of Spica village. A band of bandits attack the village and burns it down to a crisp. With the downfall of the village the lord is killed as well. Now Salem has to rebuild the once legendary village of Spica. As soon as she leaves her village to search the world, she quickly realizes that people are in need of help. With powers such as powerful as hers (The ability to control The weather, control people as if they were puppets, and as well as showing people their worst fear.) Comes a very powerful and evil forces. Will Salem be able to keep the world and universe and balance? Or will time overthrow her? Read more to find out! --> Authors note: Hi everyone~! It's Nami~! I hope you love this story as much as I love writing it! I Will be upfront with you even though the description doesn't sound that interesting I will promise you that it gets better, and it's better than what the description says! (I'm terrible at writing a basic summary..) anyways I will update the story very often! One chapter at a time! Thank you for reading my Authors note! I will update later! Bye~! Sincerely, ~NamiDreamer~~~~~! <3

The first poem i ever wrote.

I find myself constantly falling in love with the little things in life. Love can be heart shattering and it can hurt and be sad. Although that is a portion of the book, we can learn from the pain, the heartbreak. We can take the love we give to the person whom our heart desires, and give it to ourselves, then build the confidence to give it to others I know, it sounds cheesy...But love can be seen and felt and experienced EVERYDAY. Regardless of whether we are dating anyone or not. ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE This may not be what you experienced, but it's based off of my experiences and imagination. and it's a love letter to you. I hope you can enjoy this, And I pray that you will learn a thing or two about the world around you. My writing isn't the best. I don't always have the best grammar, and I don't have any typical rhyme or meter to my poetry i hope i can give you a glimpse into love

The Timekeeper is a very honored citizen among Watchwork city. This person has the task of keeping track of time. Lewis Horace is a 17 year old, who has the responsibility of being the new Timekeeper. He thought he was getting the hang of it, but before you know it Berwin, Lewis's younger brother, already had his hand on the lever.

A poem based upon what we hear when we're "alone". Written on 10-12-15 Header: Old Clock by squiffel on DeviantArt

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If you wish upon a falling star, your wish is supposed to come true. However, if you want revenge, you can curse a name on a falling star. That person will go through an infinite amount of pain--at your price. Logan doesn't know what he's in for when he agrees to help two transfer students, Midas and Cassandra. They speak a funny language and keep away from other people. His interest in Cassandra flies to a whole new level when secrets are revealed and the truth is discovered. Cassandra vows to protect Logan from the horrors of her world. But can Cassandra protect Logan from herself?

A short story about a 25 year old man who works in a clock factory...

"Mum, why can't I go out and see the Beans? Sure they're big, but I promise, they won't see me! I'll be careful! Like you and dad said, borrowings in my blood!" I pestered my mother, who had never once let me leave the house. I constantly nagged her for almost my whole life about borrowing. To be allowed to just catch a glimpse of that huge thing they call a cat, or to figure out why whenever the Beans upstairs turn on the Hoover, we basically get sucked up until we hit the roof of our "home"; which was items from a doll house tucked away, under the floor where the Beans can't see us. But just as usual, she shook her head and gave me a cross look. "For the hundredth time! No! You're too young!" I gave a huff if defeat and stormed out of the kitchen, basically dragging my body up to my room in defeat. It wasn't fair. She always kept my cooped down here, where there was little to no light and I could never see the sky. All my life I've been stuck down here, trapped under rows of wooden planks, where I was "safe" and out of sight; where not a Bean could see me. Stuck forever, under the floorboards.

DO YOU REALLY HAVE CONTROL? Two companions venture into a mysterious room that doesn't seem to exist. But they soon discover what's inside, may already dwell in their hearts. And it wont let them leave...