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Just a fun little book. Poetry, short stories, anecdotes, tags, OCs, what have you. Credit for the OC format goes to @AlfiesSloppyWorld :) Enjoy!

Antics that my castmates and I pull in rehearsals and at performances. Enjoy. **Cover, once again, beautifully made by Sincerely_Bri**

In the span of mere days, Linnea Broderick is forced headfirst into a rehearsal process unlike any other. She is introduced to a world where nobody is competing. Nobody plasters on fake smiles. Nobody treats any of their fellow actors like garbage. Or so it seems. It's Linnea against the world, with no defenses to spare - just her own ability to be true to herself. In time, Linnea finds herself opening up to this group, losing the guard she had worked so tirelessly to put up. But is it really worth it? Is it safe to wear her heart on her sleeve? Or are these people just baiting her in, waiting for the moment where they reveal that they're just as selfish as anyone else? "Danger lurks when people are dissociated and detached from their own story or feelings." ~Eve Ensler Sunflowers is a work of realistic fiction meant to bring attention to the power of empathy. Just how far can our emotions take us? Is it worth it to step into the sun for people, even if we've been burnt in the past? What are the risks of loving, and do the benefits outweigh the costs? The answer: Well, I guess you'll have to read on and see for yourself. **The cover was beautifully designed by Sincerely_Bri, an incredible author and friend.***

Ancient tales of therianthropy speak of four that will come together in the future...four children born in the year 2014...a simple vision by a soothsayer of ancient times. When light and dark collide, many years from now, these four heroes will rise and conquer. They may be young now - let them rest, and prepare for their glistening fate.

Ever since she was 5 years old, Angie had been different from other people. Ever since that car crash. Poor Angie lost her father and brother that day. But it's what she gained that held equal importance. At first, she had no idea what was happening to her. The doctors sent her off with a diagnosis of synesthesia, but something told her that it was more than that. She didn't quite know what "more" meant. Maybe she was about to find out.

I was hoping I'd forget. But I remember everything. How I lost everything I loved, how I got to that dingy old warehouse where I'd stay for a long time, how the world was plunged into darkness and despair. My name is Crystal Lamont, and I survived the apocalypse. Here's my story.