Истории Vignettes

A series of short, original stories and poems spanning most genres written by yours truly. To be updated sporadically.

A collection of poems and short stories told in the perspective of Elise; a girl growing up with loneliness and isolation.

A series of vignettes from a girl surviving high school life. My points of view and writing techniques have led me to write vignettes rather than long fictional works. I feel as if, if I were meant to be an author, this is the style I would choose. I wanted to open my mind to let things out and let other people know what goes on in my mind and what I think of on a daily basis. All cover and chapter pictures belong to me as I have drawn or captured them.

I've felt like I needed to get things off my chest for a while now. These are my feelings, please... don't crush them in your hands as you read them. Enjoy - Michelle

high tide, low tide

"The other day, I was wondering, do you still draw me?"

DON'T READ IF YOU GET TRIGGERED EASILY OR ARE SENSITIVE, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!! Depressing - Poems, Vignettes and Other things. random shit that comes into my head, too lazy to make the letters caps.

Before hell froze over, Hopes Peak Academy was a fun place to be in. Every day was something new and...bizarre to say the least. But the most bizarre thing is when a Solider and a Lucky Person meet for the first time, and many times afterwards...but you know what they say it all starts with a smile.

This is a group of one-shots of my life. In here I plan on writing about my mother's death, friendship, travel, high school, and other experiences that make me who I am and have taught me something which I think is worth sharing. Please comment and let you know what you think. Criticism and questions are welcome!

A simple set of short writings that fit nowhere in particular outside of my mind.

Lucy cannot explain what drew her over to these five, what made this halfling girl stand out in the cafeteria like a perfect snowflake amongst sleet, but she trusts it was divine intervention. Kipperlilly extends her hand to Lucy. "Welcome to the High 5 Heroes, Lucy." "High 5 Heroes." Lucy shakes Kipperlilly's hand. "I like that name." For a reason she can't explain, part of Lucy doesn't want to let go. (Or: Lucy Frostblade and Kipperlilly Copperkettle. Two lives that twine through time.)

Vignettes about my ordinary life

This is my first work published on wattpad. Please read and comment (with helpful suggestions!). Thanks! Three girls, Linnet, Tanaquil, and Clare, attend the same school. A reclusive musical genius, an oblivious computer geek, and an obsessive-compulsive stalker. How more diverse can you get? Follow them as they meet, become friends (slowly but surely), and find cute boys and love along the way. © 2013 writingthedayaway Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs No part of this work may reproduced or republished without credit given to the author. A/N: I am a slow updater, as SAT's and AP's are draining my young life away.

An Abundance of Short Tales | ❝ Everything is hard before it is easy. ❞ → True story in the form of dialogue. poetry. short story. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ All Rights Reserved. ©️2019 by @ljrb71217

Vignettes of a lost soul

𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄'𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚.

These are my thoughts, my most private reveries. Sometimes lively, others lethargic. Feel free to read them, share them and experience my own sentiment of what it means to be a mere human.