Plain Stories

This is the story about Nella,after many years of marriage her life fell apart, her husband divorced her, because he found someone young and said she is to plain, to old and he is bored. This story will be about her life after divorce, how she tries to cope with everything life throughs at her, how she met a very beautiful soul but does not see it in the beginning, She and gets a second chance in life and in love, will she be brave enough to take the chance

15 year old Chloe realizes she really likes her best friend austin. She really wants to tell him but she docent know how he feels. Also they go to the same church so they see each other a lot. She docent want it to be awkward if he docent feel the same way. But then something happens to austin. He no longer goes to Chloe's church or school.

''Plain'' Jane started dating the ''most amazing'' guy back when she was in middle school. Her parents forced her to go to a charter school in the next town for high school leaving her ''honey'' in the local public high school. After years of complaints Jane has finally obtained an opportuniy to go to her honey's school. There's just one thing... Her honey has a girlfriend, and she isn't Jane.

siapa je nak berkawan dengan orang buruk. dah lah tak lawa, alone pula tu. start ; 200112 end ; status ; on going

This is word for word (spelling and grammatical errors fixed) some stories I wrote when I was in 1st or 2nd grade.

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Just a short little poem written without a second thought..

"This is a perfect day for bananafish." "I don't see any," Sybil said. "That's understandable. Their habits are very particular. Very particular." He kept pushing the float. The water was not quite up to his chest. "They lead a very tragic life," he said. "You know what they do Sybil?" She shook her head. "Well, they swim into a hole where there's a lot of bananas. They're very ordinary-looking fish when they swim in. But once they get in, they behave like pigs. Why, I've known some bananafish to swim into a banana hole and eat as many as seventy-eight bananas ." He edged the float and its passenger a foot closer to the horizon. "Naturally, after that they're so fat they can't get out of the hole again. Can't fit through the door." "Not too far out," Sybil said. "What happens to them?" "What happens to who?" "The bananafish." "Oh, you mean after they eat so many bananas they can't get out of the banana hole?" "Yes," said Sybil. "Well, I hate to tell you, Sybil. They die." - J. D. Salinger(A Perfect Day for Bananafish) The nights still young, and the party was as lively as ever. Stepping out of the congested residence, the few loitering outside were either adding to the chaos or wasted. Leaning against the stone wall on the side of the house, the cold material seeped through the thin fabric of my sweater. Playing with the metal lighter in my left hand, the flickering flame was in a constant battle of dominance with the wind. Dimming and illuminating, the fiery colors. Startled when the flame gave out, a body was roughly pressed against mine. Pushing the unwanted stranger away, I distanced my body away from theirs until it was firmly pressed against the solid wall. "Careful sweetheart, you might burn yourself," they chuckled. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes fanning over my sensitive nose. "What do you want, I'm busy." Leaning in closer to my face, their stubble scraped my check as they navigated their mouth to my ear, whispering..."I-"

Welcome to their colorful world made of plain and fancy ups and down.

this is a book to dump artwork, either its for fun or to send other people fanwork. this book is a spiraling light between me becoming professional and having fun while doing both childishly yet mature. +this book is also written by a T H O T