
#1
Jaylos Drabblesby Descendant_of_Evil
Just a collection of shorty Shortstorys
Ideas from Pinterest writing prompts

#2
Holly Parkerby Rose 🧡🤍💗
a story about a 16 y.o girl who lives with her mother and stepfather. But unfortunately her mother doesn't want to be around her. And it's clear who's the favourite.
Tu...

#3
Mon Ami? Mon Amour? || JENSOO || ✔by 🌵B a e p s a e 🌵
"Sleeping schedules were overrated anyway."
Just a sweet JenSoo drabble cause I'm trash for them...
~ENJOY, Zen~
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#5
The Dumping Ground ~ Hectic School...by tdgislife
It's a Monday morning in the dumping ground, back to school after the summer holidays and there's chaos EVERYWHERE! Losing things, last minute homework, upset children...
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#6
8 am poetryby MelodramaticGirl
Lately, 8 AM are more daunting than the 3AM.
It means getting ready to put on a show like nothing bad is happening. It means no more hiding behind the blanket and laying...

#7
High Over The Beachby I love tom feltson 🐍
Lana and her Minions want to steal John Lennon's guitar. But what will happen when their plan fails? Read to find out.

#8
Stories of an Empath by exhausted_empath
Ongoing collection of poems about my life as an empath. the good, okay, and mostly bad.
Each poem includes a song that either helps convey my feelings from each story or...

#10
My 4am Poems and Nonsenseby Twenty1pilots32
I plan for this to be a safe place to write my ramblings and poetry. If you find this, that's cool, although Im sure nobody will.

#13
My last monthby zaurella
"Lili has one month left from summer. She has no friends to have fun with or no family members to talk with her only chance was this three month without school but...

#16
Deaf in Dreamlandby Alana Grace
I move my gaze from our hands to his face. He's lazily smiling with sleepy yet happy eyes peering into my own. He holds the gaze for a beat longer before leaning over ju...
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#17
Morningby Chloe uWu
The morning is a sacred time for many people. Is it for you? It is for me.
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#19
The feelings we'll never showby gabs
Thoughts of the things I'll never say and plots of the stories I can never write. If even monsters have a place to live so why can't they?