Veryreal mga kuwento

A collection dedicated for Kathleen by beloved What started as a joke became much more and now this exists so have fun xoxo :')

The nativity has long since past. Hollywood left the old British school, bringing both the hope for a better future and the love of his life, Jennifer, with it. Mr Maddens is inconsolable and no one can help, no one except the man who was there from the start.

Like I said in the title👍 (THIS IS A JOKE!!! I WAS BORED LMAO!)

I glance at my avatar, realizing how plain and unornamented my character is, I sigh in annoyance. "If only I had robux.." A notification pops up, getting my attention, the heavens must've heard my cry. "Want free bobux? Click here to win 1k bobux! " Pfftt, perhaps the heavens sent me false hope. Who would fall for this? Maybe I'd get some sort of entertainment if I clicked on it. for clarity: i made this bc i thought it was funny, I'm on Christmas break so why not also don't mind my grammar and spelling mistakes just pretend I did it for comedic purposes

My original poetry by me Don't steal

If my title and cover was good enough for you check out the description you might as well read. Ps. This is a real life story based on my own real life experience so every single word I wrote is purely nonfiction which makes it even more creepy and scary. Pss. In case you were wondering I'm the protagonist of this story and for some reason that feels awesome to write. Just think about it, an actual real life story of yourself as the main character. I mean just wow. Oh and the names are all made up including mine but the characters are all very much real. Most of them still roaming the earth. Psss. If you by any chance is bored by my lame ass description and think it's going to be self centered shit then I have something that might be a little bit interesting. This story is about real life ghosts.

The breathtaking story of me(The slightly mad girl) who met queen

Manaal and Varda date half a dozen people from the Harry Potter Universe. Very real. True story.

EREN YAEGER

𝙄 𝙒𝙄𝙎𝙃 𝙄 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝘿 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙎𝙊𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙍 !! Those were the last words Neon had spoken, as tears welled up in his once-cold, arrogant eyes. He could've prevented this. It was all of his fault... and the guilt weighed heavily on him. Faster was always a quiet guy, he barely ever spoke in high school. No one spoke to him either, after all-he was introverted by nature. He was known as the quiet loner at school, and was just honestly trying to pass his classes and get out of here. That's until he suddenly encounters the popular jerk at school, Neon. Neon was loved by his peers, he always had an arrogant smirk on his face. People loved him, and he knew it. He had the biggest ego known to man, and was extremely self-centred. He was loud, cocky, extroverted and snarky. Neon would often bully other RS levels for his own twisted pleasure, and then that's encounters his new target, Faster. And that's when things really started to change for Neon... (GUYS THIS IS SATIRE LMFAO)

I would like everyone to take this seriously I will have no pranksters dissing my writing

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This story is mainly getting written to help me figure something out. It starts off when I start high school and met Pebble (the code name for the person I'm talking about). Each new part is a new year of high school with a short summer break part in between each new year of school. I start out writing from memories then write as the events are happening so the parts get longer as you read on. Since this is my life since I started high school everything in this story is real. If I'm talking about a person I will say he/him/she/her etc. to keep their identities hidden. With that being said the only actual name that I use is mine own.

Entry no. 01 - Thursday (03/04/2021) Hello, my name is Marilyn (pronounced as Marie-Line) but my family calls me Marie. I'm writing this crap because I read somewhere that writing down your thoughts and experiences can help with anxiety and such. And hey, I'm plenty anxious and stressed, so why the hell not? So I got you - my recount notebook (not journal because it sounds so pro and shit) - to write all my feelings down. Get ready alright? I'll try to write as neat as I can, and if I'm confident in anything that would be my neat handwriting. This'll be my first time doing this, and my diary on 4th grade was a different type of thing so that doesn't count. Be ready Recount - yes, I am naming you 'cause why not? - because you'll be the only one to know my deepest secrets and how much of a mess I am. I guess, that's it for today.

Hes majestic, adorable, emo, brocken, cold, happy, earthquake. And most of all.. PLANTS!