Myescape Stories

Smiling always means that you are happy? Stop joking! Because not all who was hurt is crying Sometimes pain is hidden within a lovely smile

This was originally written for a C.J.Biggs Improv Contest over on StoryFire back in 2020.

gxg love story WARNING: -homophobic people -abuse -depression -suididal thoughts and actions -mental issues -smut skskkskssksksksk -fighting -etc. Including many other sensitive topics please read at your own risk Based direcly off my life so yeup definitely going to be fucked up shit lmaooo and no I'm not writing this for attention I actually hate attention I just want to be there for others going through simmular things and relate on how we get through it all

When Estelle, moves to Australia for her fathers job, she thinks that everything is going wrong. But that changes very soon when she meets Luke Hemmings, an Australian heartthrob, she finds out that he is her only escape from life itself.

Simple thoughts of a teenager

sequel di My escape || Kendall Schmidt - Logan Henderson in collaborazione con @auristories

Poetry, narratives, possible mini stories.

I have been told that everyone needs a way to escape. Some read. Some listen to music. Some draw. And some write. Maybe writing will be my escape.

A book full of poems I have written about my life and it's events/my experiences. Poetry is my escape when I can't get my words out verbally. Please enjoy.

All my poety-ish things I've thought to write down to keep. Who are we? Are we just broken? Why do things happen in life?

Sometimes i wish my dream could be real. But i can only hope❣ First book! It's where I talk about my real and dream life as the title says! Although I would love to write about something else so please suggest in the comments😄 Thank you for reading❣

(sequel to 'my escape') one year later, mia's still gone. but the feeling of her isn't. it's partially his fault, but, he lives on, knowing it. (lowercase intended)

Each chapter , a different person with different emotions and situations. Let your imagination create a perfect scenario of what could have happened.

"The sky turned a violent grey and the clouds bunched together. Moments later the thunder rumbled and the lightning struck. Those were the moments I slept the best. I just moved to a new town called Willowspeak with my dad because he just started a small business here. I'm starting college tomorrow and I'm a nervous wreck. This is my first time at a totally different place and I have no idea what the people are going to be like. My dad says I'll be fine. At my old school, I guess I had a lot of friends. I partied, but I was also top in my class. Why do I have a feeling this place will turn my life completely upside-down? And to too it all off, there's a boy I ran into yesterday. Totally hot, but also pretty intimidating. This place could be a fresh start, a whole new me. But what if someone learns about my secrets?

'Words', a weapon powerful enough to break a fragile heart or destroy an immense kingdom. But what if it can be use to heal? What if its a way of escape? I am akshithaa and welcome to the world of Ethereal

dont read this

Stories that I write to unclutter my mind. Sorry they're a bit random.

I fight the screaming, the fear, the embarrassing stupidity. I don't give in but. Sometimes it wins. Sometimes I lose who am I, I lose the ability to form to form to form sentences and thoughts wi which don't repeat the ability to form the ability to form sentences which don't repeat in circles in my head. Sometimes the little faceless man runs screaming in circles and I can't look directly for fear they might see him running screaming. I can't open my eyes to them can't open my mind or soul in fear they might know that I'm faking it. I know they know anyway. I know they hear it. I know they talk. I know they wonder where I went why I can't hear them. the noise, the noise in my head won't let me go. It won't let go. I try. I cut. All this wasted time this wasted life destroys me.