Scattered Stories

The Lookout was supposed to be unbreakable. It was more than a tower-it was a promise that help would always come. The night it burns, Adventure Bay learns how fragile that promise really is. A coordinated attack brings the Lookout down in flames, cutting off communications, destroying their technology, and leaving the Paw Patrol scattered, injured, and blamed. With the city turning against its once-trusted heroes, Ryder is forced into hiding while Chase struggles to hold the team together without orders, without resources, and without certainty that they'll survive the next call. Skye is grounded-physically and emotionally-after a mission gone wrong leaves her questioning every instinct she's ever trusted. Marshall carries the weight of a rescue he couldn't finish. Rubble stands before ruins he helped build and wonders if some things aren't meant to be repaired. Rocky scavenges through the wreckage of the Lookout, searching for answers buried beneath ash and guilt. Zuma patrols a shoreline that no longer believes in him, where the water keeps secrets no one wants uncovered. As evidence emerges that the fall of the Lookout was not an accident-but a test-the team realizes the real threat isn't just an enemy in the shadows. It's the fear spreading through Adventure Bay, the doubt creeping into their own bonds, and the possibility that the Paw Patrol might not come back from this... together. With the sirens silent and the tower reduced to cinders, the pups must decide who they are without the symbol that defined them-and whether they're still willing to answer the call when the world may no longer want them. Because some rescues don't end when the fire goes out. They begin in the ashes.

I will not fall for anyone. It is my motto. My insurance. I don't wanna feel. I don't wanna get hurt. I have to secure my heart before it sees another downfall. My guideline has to be there before I blindly step too far and stumble. Because there will be no one there to catch me. Just the way no one was there to catch me last time I fell. There was only one person who could re-kindle my fallen heart. Blake Murray. And he did. He wanted to be my everything, but he could never understand my darkest fear. In the past, it wasn't that no one didn't try to catch me. It was that they fell first. Being the grenade they were; in turn, exploded the foundation beneath my feet. My world collapsed and my heart shattered. And from there, I fell. My darkest fear was that Blake would fall, and with all my power I couldn't prevent that from happening. Without him, my world would then tumble. This had happened to me before and I didn't want to have to go through it again.

𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘓𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩; 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. There was something inside me, screaming through the pain to let out all of the pent-up frustration of pinning for someone I could never have. Whatever was it, It snapped from the inside, letting the water topple over. Pieces of emotions whom I was in the daze of loving him yet allowing him to make me feel like shit, scattered. Wait for an unexpected short story taken from my dream-a love story between two broken souls.

Translates to "Pillow of Thoughts" in Latin. An autobiographical poetry conceptual album. Tells the story of my past, and reasonings for introversion. I seek nothing but to tell a story, and to get what has gone untold off of my chest. The pillow of thoughts meaning imagination and it's wonders, and how it's been a pillow when the waves are rough.

Let's find out, shall we?

Find out.

We often dwell in the thoughts which we don't usually open up to others. Then there's this constant urge to get answers for these captive thoughts and I made an effort to get these thoughts out of my head.

I have had scoliosis for around 5 years now.i was diagnosed with a 20 degree curve at the age of 13. I am 18 now n to find out more about how o struggled with it u r gonna have to read my story i will write what i remember.Oh n i am from Pakistan so u might find my story a lil different from the rest. So lets continue. And I dont expect you guys to agree with me on everything I write we are all different cause emwe grew up in different enviorments the only thing i am looking for is ACCEPTANCE.

A Penny for My Thoughts is a quiet invitation into a wandering mind - where feelings have no boundaries and moments turn into meaning. These poems drift between love and loss, wonder and weariness, silence and everything unsaid. Each page holds a thought once whispered, now waiting to be heard. Every poem is a piece of my heart, offered simply and sincerely.

Yet another feeling I managed to put into words.

"Scattered Thoughts " It is a random book, that will help you process your emotions, it's chapters contain scattered pov's and scattered thoughts, hence the title. This book is nothing like a novel actually, this just portrays the various emotional process. The main objective of this books is to help people understand and determine their emotions and to make them feel safe. ~ Some chapters contain foul words and languages, readers read at your own discretion.

When words create deep wounds

Disorganised thoughts, what will you discover? Maybe you'll see when your reading is over. Copyright © 2018 by Veanna Charlatan

The scat tered thou ghts and po ems of a scat tered gi rl.

A series of ideas thought of at midnight...

Danielle just moved to what she likes to call Nowheresville, Ohio. What she didn't expect was her own little mystery to solve. My first attempt at an original short story. It was for a contest on Quizilla. I got an idea during chapter 2 and I stuck with it. Sorry if it's confusing. Probably not the best. It is 5 chapters long.