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This one is a little murky, and ig kinda horrorish.....????? I have no idea I just word vomit and fix spelling and grammar to the best of my ability. I really have no idea how to write. Anyway here's a preview of the work: Through the double edged sword within my chest, I can see myself, young and blossoming before the large ever-growing trees, deep within forests filled with skeletons covered by wisps of white cobwebs, crawling with spiders nipping at the bone. Cool air tucks my hair behind my ears, frost crawling up my fingertips leaving me frozen within these parts, a story never forgotten but never to be told. The sky expands and crushes winged birds above me, painting the sky and my humble hands black. Black enough to see down within them, into the sunken earth, their eyes stare back into mine, smiling their crooked smiles, all three of them. It feels so cold, it hurts to blink and the stench of dead animal crowds my vision as it gags me and strings me up by my head. Singsong voices crawling from the dirt within my hands as monsters erupt before me. Scraping at my arms and legs begging for a change. They pluck my eyes out to feast on, and rip the spine from my back to use as a walking stick on their travels of the world, new, fresh, levitating people on to make their own journey of the things they have stolen from me.

Some short stories I have Written for my Creative Writing class. Will be updated whenever

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SNIPPETS / l e s e p r o b e / E X T R A I T D U M A G A Z I N E / muestra de lectura COPYRIGHT - all images posted belong to DIE SCHREIBMASCHINE and/or the original artist.

A collection of short entires. It's my way of understanding the world.

from plot ideas to status of my books. this is for you.

Just a collection of poems and stories I write. No real theme. Probably mostly poetry. idk.

A Shumate Poem.

As I heard the whistle of the wind and the song of the wave as I listened to the tree burst into life the morning took over the night the moon gave in, as the sun rose to its power As I was called back as I stumbled on my way I made a place in my mind, for vivid memories...... A collection of poems and stories by Cheshta Kaushal A KIND REQUEST TO ALL PLEASE REFRAIN FROM USING MY POEMS AS YOUR WORKS, COPYRIGHT IS A CRIME

When 22 year old Blake Hampton moves to London to write songs on her ep with Niall Horan. Blake can't help but find him incredibly attractive but if they fall in love it's bound to be tainted. Mature content: smut + others Niall fic started- September 2021

The Last Book of Shumate Poems.

This confussed teenage girl saw the power of the writing challenge. Have a look at how it cahnged her life and how it could change yours!

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A collection of poetry, thoughts and pieces of my mind painted in words. Hope you enjoy reading :) Follow my instagram @_nivrith_

This one is really personal, but uh yeah.

Hi guys, I'm sorry if my book is not that good bec. I'm new at doing this stuff ???

Simply little pieces that I have written. Poems, and short stories that I feel can be published. Comments are well received!