Historias de Imaginaton

Too curious for her own good, Serenity Webb wants to see what's behind the secret door inside the upstairs attic.

this is a story that is about creepypasta and how things really are. this all came out of my head so please dont judge me. viewer description is advised (I Guess) lol ♥♡♥♡♥fack my life♥♡♥♡♥

This story involves a girl who is determined and set to attained the goal whatever she wants but what if fate changes everything.. Dad: Y/n , I leave all of it to you .. I love you forever Y/n : I will make sure to get my Revenge back..

Art, the kind you create solely on imagination. The art in which drives your soul, and by the time you’re done you know that there is a piece of you integrated into the work. Even if the picture isn’t of you, you are a part of the image. It’s like reading between the lines in a story, but in a different way. Still, you sign your name, like copyright to your imagination. A simple word in the English language turned into art. However, some would consider it destruction of property, thug work, rebellion, or something similar. All it really was was a single word sprayed illicitly on a wall. I know it was considered a punishable crime, but to me it didn’t matter much. I walked past it every day on my way to and from work at the coffee shop on Gilder Street. It was on the east side of town, but before you reached the sketchy neighborhoods. Some of the graffiti was done by gangs to mark their territory, but most was created by misunderstood teens trying to express themselves. At least that’s what I assumed. The graffiti was mesmerizing, especially to an aspiring artist like myself. However, when the scenery changes to such a degree that familiar becomes unfamiliar, safety can no longer be found, reality can be mistaken for a dream, the laws of physics seem to not exist during that moment, and every person is the perpetrator. Then you’re left standing there asking one question, “what becomes of me?”

To the dude out there, still trying to live in the cruel world we call home, Do something about it!! Color it up!! Use some non-existing words and imaginary adventures, Whether it is good or bad, dark or light, something that can pop out of thin papers... Color the world with your imagination. Yes. It is truly a cruel yet funny world we live in.

Are you stuck? Don't know what to write any more? Do you need some fillers for your story but your mind is completely blank? Well let us help you!

This story is about a boy name Samuel who is orphanage boy found by a father in trash and when become young he wish to see world and in other hand a beautiful collision is waiting for him and fall in love with her, also suffering for her( it is past and future is waiting for you)

A continuation of After 3, which was by @imaginator1d. Continued by someone who enjoyed reading her books and would like to continue them. Tessa Young and Harry Styles have been through thick and thin and it seems as if their happily ever after has come at last... Or has it?

"She is spoilt rotten, she has absolutely zero manners. A rich spoilt brat is what she is. I don't like her! I really don't! I cant stand a minute with her. " I said, frustration evident in my voice. " Oh My dear boy. Please don't be like this. We need the money. It's been so hard without your father. I am already in a lot of debt as it is and its just been a year since he died, God bless his wonderful soul." My mom says sniffing back her tears. "Her father is offering you 5000 dollar's a month just to tutor her on weekends. That's what I make in five months!. Don't let this foolish dislike for Danielle cost us this great opportunity. Plus, you never know. The two of you may become friends eventually " she finished, forcing a smile. We did need the money. And I'd do anything to see my mother happy. I got up from sitting beside her, my hands in my pocket. I didn't look at her when I spoke. I really hated what I was about to agree to. "I'd do it Mom. But only because of you. Because you and I do need the money. But about me and her being friends..... Its not going to happen Mom. I can guarantee that" I finally looked at her and she was smiling, a real smile. I'd do anything to always see her smile like this. She has been sad for too long. "Id see you later Mom" I say and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and rushed out of the house.

Another poem! This poem features the monologue of a person who has never experienced a snowy Christmas before and thinks what it would be like to! Do you guys have green Christmases or white Christmases?

Hope's imagination runs wild as she dreams up the perfect love story, even though she's too young to experience it. Her best friends Dexter, Justin, Sammy, Dylan, and sometimes Sage are always there to listen to her magical fantasies during lunchtime. But when Hope's imaginary love becomes a reality, she discovers the true meaning of love. Follow Hope on her journey as she navigates the ups and downs of first love and see what happens when her imagination becomes a reality. Add this to your library to stay updated! Main character Hope Other characters Erica Reina Kira Jocelyn Ember Scarlett Fiona Denise Valerie Brooklyn Alessandra Lavender Dexer Justin Milo CJ Elijah Felix Ash Dash Isaac Theo Sammy Dylan Sage

A man's worse nightmare as his stomach growls 🦶🏿

If this just imagination, please be come true.

Short stories from a child

What if I told you that everything you think is real isn't? Everything you think is real isn't, your name. Birthday. Age. You can't be sure what is real or what isn't. But there is one thing that is real, your dreams. Fear your dreams because they are real. My name is Sara. Through the known and unknown. The twists and turns. Join Sara through reality and Imagination. Join her through the Crack in Reality. All rights reserved. Everything belongs to me. (even if it does feel like a Twilight Zone Fanfic) Please do NOT use these characters for your own writing. If you want to use them ask me first, though I'll probably say no lol.

The journey of a lost soul amid a confusing and crazy world to find home.

Love

Highschool Romance. Noah Centineo Imagine. New kid at Santa Monica Highschool. Will Jordan study hard, or hardly study? Homecoming is right around the corner.

"I thought that being deaf was such a bad thing. It affected me a lot as I grew older. I pushed people aside, people that I really care about... I couldn't find a way to tell them how I feel because they just don't understand me. My whole life I thought that I'll always be alone in this empty world. But then you came in and changed everything. You made me happier. You showed me that there was so much more to life. I willed myself to imagine a life without us. And what a worthless life that would be. I don't get tired of looking at you. I never wanted a million admirers , I only wanted one. And I got him."