Notafraid Stories

The Neighbourhood/ Jesse Rutherford fanfic

This story is going to be about my friends and family. Don't judge my story or make mean comments, because this is my first story and I wanted to try it out☺️

A poem about a person who's done with all the pain.

You are Kyoyas friend but you haven't seen each other in such a long time. You finally get to see each other and you join those Club. But then a girl ruins it because sh...

Poems about a girl who has been through rape and has never told anyone until now. And she was told since the beginning not to say anything about what happened so she was...

'i'm not scared,' i whispered. 'you should be,' he said softly. {lower case intended}

The sequel of Forgotten Godric is on a journey across the desert to take down Memoire Laboratories. He will discover more of past. Follow me on Instagram and Twitter:...

❝ Do you miss him? ❞ ❝ He was my best friend; Of course I miss him, ❞

Kendall Peterson is known as the brave fearless girl at school Bullies don't phase her Spiders don't frighten her But what if there is something that scares Kendall...

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The world is sick, the people are sick, the government is sick. We all are sick & tired of something, we may not feel the results, but we endure pain in many different a...

In life sometimes you get to choose your emotions, and sometimes you don't. This poem is about all of the above, sad, mad, happiest of happy, and just feelings overall...

There is a young boy and he likes to meet new people. There is a issue for him to meet them because he has a speaking disorder.

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a girl Thaya has moved into a new school where she has an old friend of her's Alvin and some more but one enemy Kaiden will this hatred turn into love ? time to figure...

Reaching the stars. That requires passion, love, courage and lots of other beautiful things. This book has my best poems and stuff on our quest towards the stars.

En memoria a todo lo ocurrido la tarde del 17 y la madrugada del 18 de agosto en Cataluña. No tenim por.

I knew I had to be brave. But i didn't want to be. I couldn't be. But i had to. I had no choice.