Nonchalance Stories

My own story

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maybe they actually do care.

Amy is a fifteen year old girl who is experiencing a lot of teenage problems. Her best friend, Kate was once her love interest. Kate admitted that the feelings were mutual, and most people would see this as a good thing; however Amy took it as a disaster. And this has resulted in a life of depression and crippling anxiety. Read more to take a look inside of Amy's brain, and witness the story unfold...

I know how you feel. I know how you think. This book is a collection of essays, poems, short stories and other literature based on my views on this interesting (often than not) world.

Imagine you are on a sun lounger, tanning in the golden sun of the exotic Spanish beaches, breathing in the crisp salty air, sipping from a freshly cut coconut with a curly straw and a tiny umbrella. And stop... You are now back to reality with Aurelia (Aurey for short) Jennings , a girl who is consumed by wanderlust but has a fear of flying and is a magnet for trouble. With a tendency to attract trouble; a serious obsession with making new cookie flavours; a childish nature and a kind heart, Aurelia (Aurey) Jennings is not your typical teenage girl. She's in love with the idea of seeing the world, but because of an extreme fear of flying (yep she didn't think that one through), she has never ventured out of her close-knit town. She is drawn to any challenge and well obviously food. So let's just say that when you add the bad boy (Wesley East) to the scene, who recently got back in town after a mysterious year away, and a chance to get free food, Aurelia can't help but trying to befriend him. Meaning she does whatever it takes to take down his walls, even if she has to take down her walls, which reveal her troubled past and present, that she is desperately trying to conceal. -------------------------- 'What are you trying so hard to hide from me?' He demanded. 'I can't tell you, you'll never look at me in the same way.' He glared down at me, all the while keeping me pinned against the wall. 'What are you afraid of? What are you running away from?' He continued to trap me. 'You can't know, he'll find me.' I whispered. 'Then let him, I'll be here to protect you.' And with that he pushed himself off of me and returned to the party, leaving me confused at the sudden interest he had in me, after all my failed attempts at befriending him.

Johnny Parker was really a handsome kid. When he was young he knew it. He saw it in the women's eyes, in their smiles and their attitude. With his mother and his grandmother then with the neighbors as well as his aunts and cousins. It was one of them who deflowered him. He was fourteen, she was thirty-two. She was his older brother's wife. They had two children aged ten and six. His uncle drank a lot, a lot, too much. He abandoned his companion who was still young and beautiful at that time. He was becoming a handsome teenager, it was summer, it was hot. His parents had gone shopping. Her aunt had decided to come and spend the afternoon with her two cousins. He played with them and enjoyed their inexperience. She had called from afar to come help him, a hoarse, plaintive, surprisingly tense voice. Nevertheless, he had gone home, leaving the children to play under the old tree. At the time, he hadn't noticed the tone of his voice. She was not on the first floor of the house. A noise indicated that she was up there..

This is an updated and rewritten story I write back in middle school for our short story writing competition Hope you get something out of this story -Özkan