Timesup Stories

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✿ locked in a school for 24 hours with william byers. him. ✿ all rights reserved. inspired by @itsjustbylers story '48 hours' credit to them!

When I was born, they gave me the watch. It started with 17 years, 3 months, 5 hours, 39 minutes, and 17 seconds. Now, I watch, excited, as it ticks down. 5 seconds. 4 seconds. 3 seconds. 2 seconds. 1 second. For that one beautiful moment, it says seven days. Seven days, and the most important thing of my life will happen. Will I meet my true love? Will I finally get accepted into my dream college? That sounds wonderful, but I can't help thinking... What if it's something dreadful? ~not completed.

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Just a book of random things that I want to share with the world so feel free to read thanks

"Power always pretends to care, but girls like me are stoned when their clothes are torn off, and boys like him are forever forgiven for being 15." A personal essay on the truth of coming forward as a sexual assault survivor, this 5,000 word short piece tells the story of my court case. Brutally honest and heartbreakingly candid, I expose my deepest secret, I expose what it took to survive, I expose the truth.

I went through an abusive relationship and I feel as though I shouldn't hide nor sugar coat what happened to me and how it still effects me. I feel things like this aren't talked about enough. It's romanticized or censored. This is something I wrote that shows the reality of what the trauma i went through leaves me with. This is a look into my mind and hopefully something someone can relate to, to know they aren't alone. Abuse is a very harsh reality that I never thought would affect me. I've come to sadly see just how many women are affected by it. I plan to continue writing about it and sharing it regardless of the people who think I shouldn't talk about it, or that I'm oversharing. Because this is an issue that changed my life. Abusers don't deserve to be able to hide, so I will never again be silent.

This poem is an ode to every girl, to every woman who has been left unsatisfied, harassed, assaulted or raped or by her man or some other man. Since the clock started ticking, women have been oppressed and subjugated by some uncivilised men and other immoral women. It is time we bring the change and even yet, lead the change to make this world a better place for little girls to reside in. If you too believe that #time'sup , kindly read my poem, leave your constructive feedback and share and vote! Let's strive towards a change for good! :) With loads of love, Xoxo, Sofia✨

This book is the re-imagining of a passion project of hope and inclusion across genres, media and forms of expression. The Pussyhat Collection is a curated safe space to express and explore through commentary, poems, short stories and art. No matter what our pronouns are - we all have dreams, doubts, and maybe a victory story or two. Each month, a new theme will be revealed by the gracious contributions of guest artists and writers. The inbox of @MizUndahStood is open for suggestions, comments and inquiries about submissions.

Emma was warned. She was warned not to read the note. But she did. And now terrible things happen. But who is it? Want to find out ?... You'll have to read the note ...

Jules and her friends have been living together for the past 10 years with no memory of what, or where, they were before. All the time they've spent together has been marked by a timer that started at 5,555,555. What happens when it hits zero?

Waiting. All of us are waiting for something. But one day, we find we've been waiting for too long. The darkness grows. Grows stronger... Then, your time runs out.

Rant and discussions about Feminism/Women's Rights in the Media and inspiring stories from female role models!

Rufus Woodbead is one of the most successful directors in the world, but with a new movement brewing and growing worldwide, the world in which he had overwhelming comfort has turned their back on him.

Inspired by the "Me Too" and "Times Up" movement. Why have we a society swept sexual assault under the rug as if it is a normal thing that happens in the daily life? Why do we Women have to worry about not being paid as much as our male coworkers? We must end the silence and raise awareness. In my way of helping I will be writing poems and statements to help spread the word of the whole movement.

Poem I got off YouTube, thought I'd share

Y'all need to know a little something...

A short story I wrote for furious fiction