Imagining Stories

As soon as the soft wind kissed her skin, she fell into a deep slumber to wake up in the world she created imagination /ɪˌmadʒɪˈneɪʃ(ə)n/ noun the faculty or action of forming new ideas, or images or concepts of external objects not present to the senses. Imagination , we all do imagine, And we all enjoy it also but what if this imagination will turn out to be opposite?

Short Stories I've written uh when I was bored

Being the new girl is hard. But being the new girl that shows up on her first day of school accompanied by the three hottest guys on campus is even harder. You could practically see 99% of the school's female population seething with jealousy as soon as they pulled into the parking lot. I mean, I would be too if some chick I'd never seen before turned up squashed between two Greek Gods with another one at the wheel. So you see, when Cassandra's parents decided to move from their nice, quiet, typical suburban town to a little dot on the coast known as Bells Bay, she didn't think her life would change THAT drastically. But of course, fate and an extremely attractive boy by the name of Shane Ryder just had to intervene and prove her wrong. She is Cassandra Greene after all, and nothing usually goes her way.

No. Not the band. I mean, sure, I love them. But I'm not talking about that. I'm Stella Gardener, and imagining dragons? Well it just isn't in the picture. The band I can handle. But imagining? Pff. I don't have time for that. I'm at the top of the social pyramid. You don't imagine things at the top of the social pyramid. People imagine being you. Well, not really. I can't imagine. I can't. I can daydream about things I've seen and that really exist, but nothing else. My siblings are starting to act weird, though, and that really means something. Maybe imagining is so hard for me for a reason. Maybe I can't imagine because I don't believe, even a little, that there's anything beyond what I know. Is there? A story about how important it is to imagine. Complete fantasy... or is it? I update when I feel like it. Please don't copy my work.

Hello everyone. These are my poems. I got inspiration from books, songs, life, death, and many others. I hope you can give my poetry a chance.

How did Peter get over his crush on Liz and instead develop one for MJ? This is just a random idea I had set between Homecoming and Far From Home. Enjoy!!

Taeil, Dongyoung and Donghyuck have no reasons of happiness. Then Jaehyun appears and connects them. And now they all have four reasons of happiness.

It's am just expressing wht's inside my mind so don't mind me if it's fucked up

Giving a mixed feelings to each other? Is there going to be something between them or not? You Tell Me..

My life isn't exactly the best life. I'm not as pretty as most of the girls at my school, I'm not as smart as average people, and I do know that. But, there's one thing I love to do. I like to imagine that I can fit in, in my whole new world. My world, is the best thing that happened to me. Every night, I go out to my balcony and sit on the floor, staring up at the sky. I don't see much stars, but I do see some. The brightest stars. And I wish to be one.

Tabatha Maria Johnson has always had an active imagination. She never really had friends, animals, or a boyfriend. It was only her and her mother. Living with a terrible childhood the only way she could get away from her nightmares, was to dream. Once her Father, or what she called her "worst living nightmare" died from drug overdose. She lived a pretty straight forward life, living as care free as she could. She still dreamed, only of beautiful things and peace. But in her dreams when she slept. Would be nightmares. Now Tabatha is in college, starting new. What will happen when students bully her? What will happen when Tabatha runs into the boy at her school? What will happen when the girl who can only dream has a boy who loves her with all of his heart?

Babies

I was collecting the coins from the back of the Space Invaders machine when you walked in. I'd never seen you around before, but for some reason I could tell you weren't new in town. The funny thing about it all though, was that the old, battered but still working pinball machine that I had sworn I'd never touch again was what kick-started our friendship. { slow updates }

An imaginary rap battle

This is going to be a "thing" on my page it's pretty much you imagining the scenario they're called **INVI$IONS**