Deadsibling Stories

A stolen diary, an English project and a lot of hormonal teenagers starts off this story. Joanne is a feisty introverted college freshman that just so happens to be stuck with the most popular guy in school for an English project. Love blossoms and Joanne feels as though all will be fine. She would recover from her sister's death and finally be happy once again. Fate isn't having it though. Just when everything started to go in the right direction, her entire world based on fantasies of a better tomorrow comes crashing down. Just then she realizes that all she had ever accomplished and all the good things that ever happened to her were nothing but lies. When Joanne Gyles discovers her sister's killer but also happens to be in love with him, she must choose between what is right and what her heart wants. Excerpt: "As if I knew. Its just... Cory." I keep on ranting. "One moment he acts like he doesn't care, the next moment he's breathing down my neck with worry. I can't stand him, at the same time I hate when he's not around. Its like I'm addicted to what I hate the most. I'm so stressed out." Who is ever really able to explain the boy that you hated the most, forced you to be a genie, made you go to a party, made you start using cuss words. In short turned your life upside down, has made you also fall for him. Fall so deep that now, a life without him seems like a void in need of filling. It scared her. Love sucks, and that had been Joanne's motto for the past two years, fate had dealt her a bad hand but with Cory everything didn't seem all that bad.

a short story I did for a 600 word naritive for my language arts class but it made it to 2777 words but I got a 100 so I'm not complaining

Sometimes, reality may not appear as it seems.

A girl who is going through the loss of her baby brother and how her life ended up

the title says it all

All is well for the Westwood twins in the Westwood mansion. Riches girls around, and completely identical. Not only that, but they're the best soccer players in the county. All is well, at least until Addie finds Alex dead. When Addie realizes she can still see Alex as a ghost, will they be able to find out who killed her?

Quinn Kingsleigh. She's got nothing left to live for. Her brother committed suicide and her mother lost her battle to cancer. Her father drinks twice his weight every night. She wakes up to go to sleep. She dreams wishing she would never wake up. She goes to school in hopes that the words, the numbers would swallow her up. Eat her alive. That wouldn't be such a bad way to go. Harry Styles. He's got just as little to live for. A dead mother. That was his own fault. A hateful father. His mother died giving birth to him. Surely that makes it his fault? His father has every right to despise him. But Harry has one thing Quinn doesn't. Faith. He's waiting for college. He's waiting for the rest of his life. When he moves next door to Quinn, he knows something is off. He knows she is broken. Shattered, even. But not all that's shattered is gone. Even the darkest souls aren't empty.

"hey have you heard of the rumors about this myth,the legend has it, that if you go to the abandoned art club room you will hear someone chanting, help...me...help...me...help....me over and over again, no one knows how it happened and that's what we are gonna find out, so who up to make friends with this ghost" everyone look at him like he was crazy "yeah right" they all said, so he pack his things and walk towards the art club as he got closer and closer to it, he could hear the voice but it wasn't saying help me over and over again no and as the boy look up, he saw a girl, and she said "hey it's been a long time yuu" she was friendly, she was kind, she was loveable, she was nice, she had a temper, but she wasn't mean, no, she was just misunderstood, "hey there coconut, how you been" and...I know her form the news... she wasn't a myth.. no.. she someone that died... 11 years ago. someone that I haven't seen in a very long time, and when I heard her say coconut..I new... she no he was....back "hey... Broski's I been fine,....we miss you"

This is supposed to be something interesting that I really want to make. Bluey has been dead and how you think bingo will be