Pentopaper storie

different days in Maris diary

A teen trying to forget the fact that they're lonely. Trying to distract themselves through drawing to going outside to the park. But after drawing one particular person they find that they're now on a quest for items that fit on a special sketch pad and a pen that is the only thing that can mark the pages and most importantly a book with info inside. On their quest they will find new allies but also with new enemies too. With the only thing they can control in the setting and the items they hold will they be able to finish collecting the items or will they die trying by enemies? a/n Pax is nonbinary and I just made this based on one of my stories I've made in the past that I haven't put up on the internet.

Ophelia Harris was never the academic type. So when her teacher provided her with the chance to save her English grade, she seized it with both hands.. Even when it meant working with the one she hated the most. Pretty soon, new feelings begin to emerge, and Ophelia finds herself powerless to it's consequences. As her internal war rages on, Ophelia has to make a decision. A decision which could leave her and the one she loves in merciless danger. 'They say Opposites Attract.. But nobody mentions the price.'

Book filled with my precious hand works.

Words, I guess. For myself, my nonsensical self. Perhaps putting them down will make more sense to me. So don't except a masterpiece, Because like I said it's all simply, Words to sedate the confused in me. I don't expect anyone to read any of these, but if you do; then great.

In a world where everyone has element powers, how can anyone be truly special? Follow the adventures of Neo and his friends as they take on the world and the forces of evil.

Fragments from love and heartbreak, and insights into a blue mind.

Literally Just putting pen to paper, taking quotes and adding my spin to them, if you read them great, if you dont great, if you comment appreciated if you dont that's cool too, As I said this is just literally Random,

my notes, examples, and attempts at poetry