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A funny joke book with lots of bad jokes! Most of them are good jokes, I hope. Please check out Mostly Good Jokes, the sequel. Warning: I've already told you there are going to be some really bad jokes in here, so please don't waste the comments to tell me how bad it is. RUDE AND HATEFUL COMMENTS ARE NOT TOLERATED AND WILL BE REPORTED Holy snikes, I hit 20k!!! Thanks to all my readers out there!!

Just a short poem referencing the questions many teenagers ask themselves when experiencing a conflict of emotions and thoughts: Am I going crazy? Do I really feel this way? Am I an awful person? Enjoy, and if you don't, my bad.

Charlotte Reina Swan was the older sister of Bella Swan. Charlotte or Lottie as she was often called was split from Bella when her mother left Forks behind. With Bella's return to Forks watch as Lottie's life is turned on it head.

A story about 3 children almost siblings like when they we're children. Then growing up one fell for the other that makes their relationship complicated.

She grabbed the gun and raised it to her head. She looked into his scared eyes, he was almost crying. She began tearing up. She barely could look at him. "Just go away! Please. Just get away from me. I'm a monster! Just go away." She said through her tears. "No, not without you. Just put the gun down." He cried in pain. It hurt her to hear his voice. Instead of his happy sweet voice, it was scratchy and sad. Her tears fell from her eyes down her cheeks splashing onto the floor. "Just leave me alone. I'm worth nothing." She cried. She closed her eyes not wanting to see the pain. She didn't want to see the look in his eyes when it was over. When she was over. She sobbed for a minute. She pulled the trigger.

My life used to be as easy as breathing and normal as others. It was harmonious as the beat that thumps inside of me , making the blood in me flow. I never really knew how precious these all were until it got taken away. From being a girl who loves to speak her mind aloud to being a girl who's completely soundless. A girl with a life but no heart beat. My name is Mairi Hilaire Advent and this is my story.

"Somewhere in Between" is a raw, heartfelt exploration of self-discovery, identity, and the emotional complexity of coming out. Through the eyes of a young boy navigating the uncertainty of his bisexuality, this book delves into the struggles of finding and accepting one's true self while balancing fear, doubt, and the desire for acceptance. The protagonist is caught in the limbo of not fully understanding who he is or how to express it. As he builds a deep connection with his friend, Prince, he grapples with unspoken emotions and the weight of keeping his identity hidden. The tension of being in-between-not fully out but not willing to stay silent any longer-forms the heart of this coming-of-age story. In a world where labels and expectations can feel overwhelming, "Somewhere in Between" is about the quiet moments of self-realization, the slow process of shedding shame, and the courage it takes to step into your truth. It's about being unsure, feeling lost, yet still moving toward understanding who you are-one step at a time. This book is a journey through the messiness of growing up, the complications of identity, and the hope that even when you're in-between, you're still on your way to becoming who you're meant to be.

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I suppose no one has ever heard of me? Sigh... as expected. I am Princess Lenora of Misty Isles. Yes, you heard me. I am the sister of the princesses Laura and Martha of Misty Isles. My older sisters get all the attention, while I am the one who doesn't make much of an appearance. Anyways, I'm currently on a mission with my sister Martha. Turns out that someone decided to kidnap my oldest sister, Laura. I don't know why. But we only have 5 months to find and rescue her, so that adds more pressure. Will we be able to arrive before it is too late?