Swayed Stories

"Like Father and Like son? The only thing is I'm alive and my father is dead so what's the point?- Colt Ward"

Crickets been attending University for a year now. She's officially 18, late birthday, and feels like she's seen all the school has to offer. But just as she's about to drop out, a boy joins her history class mid semester. "Cricket?" His tone is rich with disbelief. "In truth, no. My presents, well, mom really, was crazy enough to name me Jimany, as in Jimany the Cricket, so it only seemed right I aqired his slightly less masculin surname." He stares at my mouth as we speak, his own slightly jarred. "I'm kidding." I bat his arm playfully,"Cricket." I roll my name around in my mouth, scoffing it more to myself than him. I would have loved a mum, but that's life for you. Discover how he, along with her friends help her pice herself back together. Whiteness a heart of stone turned soft and soft lips collide. See how fears can consume and glares provoke. All you have to do is read, as my thoughts, become yours...

This is a story full of affections by an unknown girl that is undiscovered, until now. By the record she is already 22, and no talents to show and things to offer. Disclaimer: Do not expect too much from the writer. She's just a writer writing herself. 11 March 2017 11:38 PM (15 mins before par the real time)

Life had always been brilliant for Audrey. She was lovely, and radiant, and beautiful. She was smart. She was nice. She was proper. She was adored. She was groomed to be a faultless daughter her mother often bragged about. She was perfect, a parent’s wet dream. Everything was going smoothly for her, which most people didn’t have the luxury of, and it was enough for her. But often in one’s life, there is bound to be a turning point, whether it leads to better or worse. This change in her life, she couldn’t pinpoint whether good or bad. When forced to move out of the neighborhood, out of the only place she ever considered home, everything turns sour. Suddenly, everything is different, a lot changed. She wasn’t sure whether she lost herself, or found the real Audrey, hiding beneath all those layers, all those masks of perfect that she always wore around herself. When she decides to drop all the facades, all the false things in her life, she finds relief, like finally getting a lung full of air after holding your breath for so long. But, like Murphy’s Law states, “Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.” And it was something she started believing the moment she found herself, once again, at home.

For everything cannot be handed upon a silver platter, Ava will struggle. She shall encounter dreams that are a little more than just an average dream. she shall meet people who are completely off their rockers. But mostly she will run. run as far away from hell as she can, and she will learn the truth could be any ones deppest despair.

First Generation.