Figurative Stories

Evangeline, certainly my god given name. It's so Funny that my name is so fitting for me but I hate it. Maybe that's why I dislike it so much. Evangeline, a 13 year old girl who has always Fit In, has friends , but yet she feels like she's never fit in. Ever in her life. Maybe she feels like that because she always has to morph her personality To fit other people's standards . She never really truly liked herself either. She thrives off of the affection others give her. After everything she bottles up through her life , she realized she only connects with one being. A petunia . A red petunia . So placid , so serene yet is filled with overwhelming rage . This is Evangeline's calm before the storm. This is is story about a young girl who just truly want to be loved .

“there’s a story here; a catastrophic silence where our thoughts and feelings collide . . . it’s our story, french, and it’s just begging to be told.”

Taking cliches and preconceptions and inspecting them under a microscope, hopefully with fresher eyes...Let's see what happens when we examine ourselves through a distorted lens (or is it the more refined lens?). 🤷‍♀️#twistedpsyche #culturejamming #redefine #reimagine

#Depression #Memoirs #Metaphor #FigurativeLanguage #Sadness #Madness #Disagreements #Confession #Lies #Truth #Tears #Pain #Life #ChapBook

My strangely intriguing and unfinished ideas often come to me in fragments, so I decided to make a collection of them.

Meet Cathy. A student with unwavering hatred for her desk partner; Amanda. What will she do after being forced into a partner project with her mortal enemy. Will Cathy try at forgiveness, or will she persist with her flaming grudge?

I really did my best, I really tried To keep this bright light under shade But this feeling I can no longer hide Gotta let it glow, gotta let you know I laughed, I broke-down, I cried I stumbled, I smiled, I faked, I lied I saw life's joys and it's violence Time to expose the Unspoken Silence. ~UnspokenSilence~✍️ Consider it as a portrait of life as a rollercoaster with different emotions and experiences affecting people. Take a cruise through this poem collection and am quite sure you're going to like it.

To be the ghost of a person

In this book: - Poetry and phrases by idyllic (us) - Lines and phrases from songs and artists - Poetry/phrases idyllic likes and wants to share - Definitions to unique words We will try and put who the following content is by but if not it'll be anonymous. If poetry isn't your thing I wouldn't read this but if it is then enjoy! <3

A collection of poems and spoken poetry that you'll surely relate and touches your heart.

A couple of meaningful poems and sentiments that provided clarity for me at a time I didn't know I needed. Random poems, serves as collection of thoughts composed by a young teen navigating her way through a tumultuous time in her life. Documenting each emotion, as minuscule as they may seem, to eventually revisiting years later to finish where she left off. - I'd like to dedicate this to my dear friend Asha who truly is my inspiration to continue writing, thank you for your words of encouragement.

We met as children, two souls who never knew that time would turn our innocence into something too heavy for the heart. He was my friend before I even understood what friendship meant, my brother in laughter, my secret comfort when life went quiet. Years passed. We grew up, drifted, found our way back again and again, like fate kept pressing repeat. And somewhere between long phone calls, unspoken care, and borrowed dreams, I began to believe that maybe... he was mine. But love has a way of hiding its sharp edges until you bleed. What started as a bond turned into heartbreak wrapped in memory. He felt like home, until he reminded me that even home can hurt you. This is not just a love story. It's a story of childhood innocence, friendship, betrayal, and the painful beauty of learning that sometimes, the ones who feel like home are only meant to teach us how to find our way back to ourselves.

A love story described vaguely through the eyes of a pluto at the edge of a universe she wants to be a part of.

A collection of poems.

Feel the sorrow, feel the pain.

Dedicated to an awesome co-writer! A/N: Synopsis- A boy is searching for his little adopted sister, when he realizes that's she's gone. All she left him was a note saying "sorry" repeatedly. The boy is the overprotective type of brother who will stop at nothing to convince her not to commit suicide. As their two different perspectives clash, will the boy's message hit home? Will she be saved or will disaster strike? Read to find out! Background information-We contributed both of our ideas for the prologue/epilogue. Between those two is a total of ten paragraphs, five each person. My paragraphs are in italics, while poeticpuppet's are not. I will be adding a chapter {2 paragraphs and then the epilogue} each time. We hope you enjoy reading because we put a lot of hard work into this and we've went through many revisions. It might get confusing at times because we used metaphors and figurative language, so feel free to comment and ask questions. Thank you so much! *When we upload all our chapters, see if you can find the hidden poem! Haha, it'll be pretty obvious.

The miracle of the Blue Dandelion brings two people together. A monotonous male and the damsel in distress meet to grant each other's wishes. [SHORT STORY]

This is about the things someone would wonder about themselves soon to realize thats everything was not how it seemed

This is Poetry. Just anything I can think of to write. It'll relate to you or it won't. All of these are some thoughts or ideas. Interpret what you will of simplest form for you and me.