Recordplayer Stories

Imagining a final dance and a peaceful goodbye in his embrace, a tear of gratitude traces her cheek. The dream serves as a stark reminder, but the song, "their song," underscores the strength of a love that finds beauty even in the face of ultimate loss. As her partner returns, shaking off the rain, her genuine smile speaks volumes of the love that fills their intimate world, a testament to cherishing every moment together. "Inspired by the song 'Die With a Smile' by Lady Gaga and Bruno Mars" "Why not make a story out of it?" Oneshot

June Jenkins was an 18 year and spent all her time studying. Louis Tomlinson was an 18 year old boy who always talked your ear off. But somehow music caused the quiet, smart girl and loud, funny boy to fall in love. I guess they weren't lying when they said music is the answer to everything.

Miles works a part-time job at the record store. Kris, his absolute rival, is a regular at that exact store. He's seen the purchases Kris has made. Pop music is stupid for Mr. hot-and-popular to buy. The more Kris arrives, the more courage Miles builds up to ring up the records and CDs. What happens when he does?

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As an avid music fan, you wish out loud that your life would have a soundtrack, so that you would know everything that's going to happen, before it actually happens. What you didn't realise, is that sometimes wishes might come true...

Who new that one record player could hold such a special story. This short story will make you experience love and loss.

There once was a girl. She was a poem that just couldn't find her ending. She searched the world; trying to find one brave enough to help finish and find herself. There once was a boy. He was a blank canvas; waiting for someone with precious words and steady hands to finish him. Two blank pages, grey and dull.

People always leave, they say. Sometimes they come back. Sometimes they don’t. Isannah has been publicly ignoring her mother’s unexplained departure for twelve long years, only letting her disdain for the people around her show— disdain she feels is mutual. It’s finally senior year, and all she wants is to get away from them and the reminders of her mother as soon as possible, and hopefully never return, even if that means leaving the only family she has left. But when someone forces her to face those memories, during college apps and all sorts of other crap no senior can escape from, maybe, just maybe, she’ll let him in on what’s on the other side of her mask.

I'm Widnie and I'm 15 years old. Today is December 6,2015 and I have officially decided to start my bucket list. I decided that as a memory I'll write this book on the adventures of each completed item so I can look back in the future. You're welcome to come along on my journey.

❝ ESCAPISM ISN'T FREEDOM. ❞ She drowns along with the haunting cries of his record player. Except the drowning she suffers from never stops, and like the record player, one can only find their self to listen. 2018 © importedbeverages STATUS : complete GENRE : poetry

THERE YOU GO BITCH BE HAPPY

A really short story me and my friends made// None of the pictures are mine

A suspenseful short story about a girl, a man, and a record player. (Found this image on Pinterest, I do not own the rights to this photo.)

Basically, my online Diary/ Journal thingy for all you to enjoy :)

Short Story: Inspired by the song "I'm Not the Marrying Kind" by Dean Martin

A poem I wrote for school that I'm really proud of.

Following the life of a boy in Northern Ireland, struggling against The Troubles to make a path for himself.

George goes to a record store that his friend Karl recommended to him and he meets a worker who goes by the name 'Dream.' After meeting the guy, he goes back every day possible to talk to him. What will the future hold for them?