Swings Stories

" sing for me my songbird " [ twilight // oc ]

Many of you liked my Virgo one shots so I have made it into a book. The first three chapters are copy and pasted from the one shots Trigger warning: possible self harm and abuse mentions (I haven't decided if I am going to include it yet)

A short story based from personal experience and feelings. ~ n.e.h.

Everything can tell a story, even a swing set.

Alicia gets fed up with hearing her mom hook up with random guys, and decides it's her turn. When she and her friend Jake get drunk on paralyzers at a party, they're the ones to hook up. Too bad Jake already has a girlfriend who happens to be a psychopath.

when i first met you at the park that late winter night, you where standing there, next to the swings. i was so intrigued why you didn't just go on the swings. "they scare you?" i asked, "no, not in the slightest." you responded. "do you know how?" "do i know how what?" "how to swing of course." that little smile. "of course i know how." "let's swing together then." "only if you share a cigarette with me." of course i handed this angel a cigarette. we sat on the swings while i lighted the cigarette for her. i was so stuck in my mind wondering what i did wrong that i didn't even notice she had left until she got to the gate of the park.

Secrets are something that everyone has. We only share them with those close to us, the people we trust. But sometimes we even hide things from them. Luke Hemmings was my best friend, but there was something that I could never tell him because it could obviously jeopardize our friendship, and in the end it did.

The story of you The story of me The story of teens Its the story of us what we feel and how we feel its simple clear and easy...😁

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Alli is heart broken over her past love and tries to find acceptance in being alone. But only recently her mom was diagnosed with cancer and things are stressful at home. With her mom doing treatments, and her heart only just healing, she struggles with a confusing note she gets from Jake, a boy she used to, and may still, love. Soccer being the only thing that ties her to reality, she plays almost everyday trying to distract herself from her troubles. Constantly pushing herself, will she find something that can calm her ever stressful mind, or will she go through high school a complete mess.

When i was a child i used to think swings were like time machines, yes a time machine. Why you may ask. The memories of the origin of such a thought is so vague in my mind i wonder what made me think so. Now as my thought process is becoming more mature, i still presume it to be like a time machine. When we take those comfortable seats and start swinging irrespective of age we become like kids and go back to our childhood days. And doesn't matter how long we swing we still travel to the future thinking about the far off places we might travel the journeys in-stored for us, a complete misery. Yu may not be physically be going anywhere but your thoughts travel everywhere. Here is a collection of thought preferably in the form of poem, not playing by the rules. I will keep adding new ones since the chain of thoughts never end. Lets me know what you think, happy reading :-)