Letdowns cerita

"He never asked to be saved. But someone should have listened." Elyon Reyes was a boy who lived in shadows-at home, where love turned into bruises, and at school, where cruelty followed him like a second skin. He kept quiet, folding pain into paper through the pages of his sketchbook. No one ever asked why he looked so tired... or why he stopped smiling. Except one person. Lucas saw what others ignored-the tremble in Elyon's voice, the quiet pleas between each silent stare. And when Elyon's story came to a heartbreaking end, Lucas couldn't forget. He wouldn't let the world move on. Slowly Growing Wings is a haunting story of hidden wounds, quiet friendship, and a boy who fought to be remembered when no one else cared.

Written inspired by a phrase from the song (Escrito inspirado en una frase de la canción)

Loving comes with a price.

perfect timing

Poem about a suicidal friend. Please give feedback & Hope you guys like it

This is a piece of flash nonfiction I wrote to express the emotions of dealing with my mother's aging and the let downs life has dealt.

A mysterious outbreak occurs in a small town, its origin is unknown, or is it?

short poems

Hey so this is a One Shot Story by me ^_^ yass~ anw, enjoy(?) i guess... This is not for the easy-tears.

One boy who has always fit the description "so strange that it's scary" has unattended the most popular kid's party. Here's how it went down:'Isaac looked at John's shaded face by his dark brown bangs and lifeless eyes, and felt a shiver down his spine. John stared back by the look his face tilted towards Isaac."What do you want?" John hissed."I just wanted to tell you that I'm hosting a party at my house." Isaac huffed."You should come." John looked around the cafeteria and saw every single student carrying or stuffing an envelope that said*From Isaac*."Do I get an invitation?" John questioned. "Oh I'm not gonna make you carry that weight." Isaac answered."The weight of thinking you get to hang with the cool kids." He mumbled. John tipped his head over at the sight of his mouth still moving. He shrugged and kept a smile on his face for the remaining time before the party after school.' As John ends up with a slammed door in the face instead of ear-blasting music, dancing on tables, and interacting with girls, John decides it's time to teach Isaac a lesson. Will John get payback? Will Isaac suffer the consequences of John's idea of "having a little fun"? Or will neither of them get away and a new character step in? Find out John's story of being 'UNINVITED'. THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO MY BROTHER HANK(you know who you are) WHO CAME UP WITH THE IDEA OF WHY JOHN IS SUPER DARK AND MURDEROUS, AND THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO MY DEAD CAT BAGARAAH REST IN PEACE. SHE GAVE ME THE IDEA OF MAKING THIS A HORROR STORY. AT FIRST IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A BULLY STORY I HAD THE PLOT FIGURED OUT AND THEN I DECIDED THAT I SHOULD MAKE THIS A DARK SOTRY SINCE THIS IDEA WAS MADE ON CHRISTMAS, I SAW THE IDEA OF KRAMPUS. hehe enjoy the book which will make you pee yourself and want to sleep in your mom's bed so you don't have to clean yours in the morning. Honestly I had a bit of nightmares too.

This poem is based on my true story which I feel for, to which I gave all my respect, care and love ❤️ and at the end it just cheated me 🙂 Hope that you like it, support and encourage me for doing more 😉 I am not trying to hurt anyone's feelings If I do unknowingly I am sorry 😔

This about the day and life of your average tomboy. Will Melani find true love? Can she ever keep her lifestyle too? Will she fold into society?

this is based on what happened last night and sharing my side of the story. i changed the names for privacy purposes.

This is my story, my secrets, the things that moulded the woman I now am, the mother I've become and the syndical, pedantic, untrusting view I have on the world and its inhabitants. Surviving abuse, religious conditioning, sibling death, teen parenthood, an abusive marriage, supernatural encounters and realising my own strength, seeing people for who they are and following my gut. My life or the parts that are significant enough to type, this is the stripped to the core truth with no concern of offending or upsetting. This is my world.

Love lasts forever, doesn't it? "I love you," I said to you. "I like you a lot." Love doesn't fucking last. I should've known. Too bad I didn't.

A song about when someone offers to help and support your rising plan. Then, when the moment arrives for that help and support, they are nowhere to be found. So, it is nothing for nothing, and thanks for nothing

"Its a book of problems I face almost everyday of my life." My thoughts, feelings and made up quotes are written in this book. Things I feel passionate about, you might even too.