Wandering Stories

The forest has seen more than it should. So has Luke. I'm just going for a walk. Okay, maybe it's not just a walk. Luke called. He never calls unless something's wrong, or if he needs a refill on his capri-sun. And today, he looks like a man who's seen the reaper personally book him a ticket. The girls at school think I'm weird. My parents think I'm distant. But Luke? Luke's been my person since I was a kid. Now there's a perfect Gandalf stick, a stream that feels too quiet, and an old man in a faded red robe who says: "It's about time." About time for what? I'm about to find out. And I have a feeling it's gonna be some wild stuff. Sometimes the people who seem the most harmless hold the biggest secrets. ... Author's note: "AI made the cover but the rest is all by me."

[HEAVY philosophic][high-minded][slow-paced][soft][dating] definetly niche and not for everyone it was starting off as a normal little summernight gathering for laurel but suddenly changed when Anaila entered the room bringing in fresh air in more than one dusty place first time being an slow and soft project. trying something new, im intrigued how you like it and please share your own thoughts i cant already wait to read them!

Tally, a 15 year old girl has gone into the woods. Something happened there that would never be forgotten by her and her friend Lev. The woods used to be a calm place but things have changed. Tally suspects that there is more to the woods then there seems...

The girl i always dreamed to be

Wandering. Searching.... Lost.

My perspective stems from a lot of things, so it makes me see the world in my own way. What better way to express my thoughts than to write them in poetry form! Here are some poems I wrote depending on how I felt and my own experiences.

Abuela

This is a book of poems about love, friendship, family... Poems about life.

One morning a woman wakes up in a graveyard without any memory of the past few days. She has no idea how she got there or why is her gown bloody. As she starts wandering around, she runs across a mysterious man who seems to be kind, but is he really? Jenna is in for a real "treat", I can tell you that much!

A wayward soul lost amidst a strange dream like land where dead and the forgotten come to lie. Does our soul find peace like those he meets around him or does strive to seek the life even he cannot remember?

"The surface of a book is as rectangular as the pages inside but remember that once it is finished, and every page has fallen over another, it becomes a realm, a city, a camp, a beach. All Existing in the rectangular in the box, but peculiarly as you look at it again it seems to have become a sphere. A universe" - Brock Cole A girl who tries to fit in, a boy who knows he hasn't a reason to try, then they're smushed together and there conflicting personalities collide. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ _°° Rate it Read it Be a GOOD FUCKING SAMARITAN and drop a comment that isn't just bitching and actual advice,, fuck Oh cursing... yeah that. ThAt's GoNnA be a thing not sorry at all. I'll refrain a bit for my smol beans but ready for head on attack and a lot of people talking shit about other people yeah so that's it **kisses from Cai

Athazagoraphobia is the fear of being forgotten Sometimes I edit, sometimes I forget. If I spell something wrong, please let me know. Comment you guys. Love you all ♫♪♫~♥Skylar♥~♪♫♪

That rebellious fire burned deep down inside of her, burning her bones and boiling her blood. Oh my how her fire burned. So bright, it brought light to the world and filled people with heavenly warmth. Brighter than a star, they'd say. Nothing could even put it out, she was told. She was invincible, untamable. Until she wasn't. Someone dimmed her light till it was nothing. And ashes she became, remains of the fire before.

A piece on the nostalgia of being away from home and not finding a place to settle.