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My little cousin wanted me to write this - she made it up all by herself! She didn't want help at all! This was her letter (first letter) to her granny. I hope she got it!

A message from the future, the year 2036. To you, the people of today. It is too late for me, but not for you. They will save humanity. There will be no survivors.

[COMPLETED] My first collection of poetry. There are 50 poems: I hope you enjoy it. It was the story of my life. Is it the story of yours? Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2013 - InkButterfly

At a young age Rain always had a strange bond with the element water. She needed it, she craved it, she loved it and most importantly she could control it. But things aren’t as black and white as they seem. She has people out to get her, people obsessed, crazed and in lust with her and the power she controls. She’s not alone though, her four best-friends; Kali, Leslie, Buffy and Aporia also have a secret. Will that little secret have the power to destroy everything and anything she’s ever known and loved or will that be evil’s job?

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Anonymous : why'd you feel sad ? S : I miss my, well ex boyfriend - _ - in which a girl who ended her relationship with another but messaging was a new possible way to reunite them - inspired by @lukeismyidiot 's "Twitter dms" ! - all rights reserved soc1alanxiety

"What's your name?" He asked, and I stood there frozen. The smile was warm enough, looked inviting as I swallowed my nerves. The stranger pulls his hand back, nodding to himself like he understands. "You don't have one?" I shake my head in reply, because I do have one but I can't say it. I decide to try my hardest to push back every doubt in my brain. "I have one," I pause before letting any words get stuck in my throat. I take another breath and shrug my shoulders to try and make the stranger back off. "It's a long name." The boy just smiled back. Simple and bright. "Enlighten me." - Madeline Parker and Eliot Joseph meet by chance. She's a girl that writers letters to express herself, because she's afraid that her stutter would show if she talked too much. He's a guy that wants to step out of his comfort zone, so what's better than opening the world to a girl that needs to see reality in its truth? In the end, will it be them against the world that Madeline thinks is so against her?