Our Little Secret
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- Mga Boto 5
- Mga Parte 9
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Huling na-publish Sun, May 21, 2017
.... You and me know the secret
.... You and me know what its like
.... You and me have thought about it before
.... You and me have done it before
.... You and me have died many times
.... You and I are the same
.... But we have never met
A highschool girl named Juliette Walker is determined to finish her highschool years with out disaster. But then one day she receives a mysterious message and her plan to go unnoticed is demolished. Is she willing to break her own promise and be the girl she always feared or does she let the message destroy her world.
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Something doesn't FIT RIGHT..... They went to the same middle school... They went to the same High School... But for some reason they separated their paths and went to different university... Something HAPPENED... Someone DIED... Everyone CHANGED... The police believe it's a suicide. Though they all blame themselves individually but only ONE knows the TRUTH... Though it must stay hidden and to keep it HIDDEN, he or she has to keep EVERYONE SEPARATED... DIFFERENT STORIES, NONE ALIGN, WHAT IS THE MISSING PIECE AND ABOVE ALL ,WHO HAS IT?
The Backpacker's Dream
'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.Kumpleto
Not Sick But Not Well.
This day wasn't an exception. I cried over and over until I could no longer, I wiped my tears and took the packages in my arms after opening the door. In the house, nothing new. They were still talking, so I had time to drop off the packages, and without even opening one, I headed to the showers, cleaned my face with water, and went to my room. This is roughly how my days as a child went. I know that it cannot be described as an ideal childhood, but it would certainly be the most beautiful period of my life. Despite family conflicts, school conflicts, loneliness, and fear, I was happy. I was happy because they were all there, happy because they always remained, despite my faults, and happy. After all, I knew that I had not yet experienced the worst. Happy because I knew, that sooner or later everything would end. So yes, I was as cowardly and useless as they all claimed and even more naive than they would have believed, but this vision that I had at that age kept me going. Although the truth was hard to accept, I was given no choice. So I accepted life as it came; I accepted myself and my truth, my weaknesses, and the fact that I had to get used to the idea that I would always be the first actor to die in films.
My Life in Letters
Cover by the amazing @LNRoberts1 It's 1983 and high school sophomore, Anne Kelly's home life is coming apart at the seams. What's more, her friends are hanging with the popular crowd, and Anne doesn't feel she fits in. She gradually becomes fixated with a shy junior on the swim team named Gavin Maloney, but her friends think he's a total loser. However, Anne only becomes more interested in Gavin, and she decides to take a prank her friends played on him a step further. She begins writing him letters, not the stupid anonymous notes her friends put in his locker to taunt him, but real letters. Gavin has lost his mom to cancer and his father has gone missing. He now lives with his grandfather who is in a deteriorating state of Alzheimer's disease. It's a secret that Gavin must keep. Nobody can know or they will separate Gavin from his grandfather and put them both in state run homes. Gavin's plan is to stay invisible. Once he turns 18, he'll be a legal adult and nobody will be able to separate him from his grandfather. He just has to hold out one more year. But it isn't easy. Everyone needs friends, and now this Anne girl has singled him out. Part of him aches for human contact, and he's not immune to her quirky sense of humor, but she might be totally insane. She's practically stalking him, and if he befriends her, she might find out about his grandfather and ruin his plan. But what if he just wrote her back?
Weightless
She sat down on the floor. Knees drawn to her chest, hands pulling at her hair. She couldn't take it anymore. She ripped out a bunch of her hair and laughed at the pain it brought her. Nothing could be compared to the pain she already felt. She couldn't describe what she felt. Even after killing her tormentor the pain still wouldn't go away. The joy she felt when stabbing Alison was the ultimate feeling. She couldn't stop laughing, as she continued to stab Alison over and over again, but even that high cleared. She smiled as she remembered the memory. It was the best she'd have for a long time. She stood up and threw the ripped hair in the bin. Even though she still had those melancholy dark feelings in the depths of her, killing Alison had chipped away some of it. But no matter how bad felt, no matter how low she went, or how far broken she was, she'd still rise up. Somehow gravity didn't apply to her. And she wouldn't let it. *Elizabeth Lynnwood was the most normal teenager in the world until the universe suddenly decided to turn things around. She had the perfect family, the perfect grades and the perfect life. And out of nowhere they all simultaneously started to crumble. First was the death of her parents. A car accident. Of course. Being an only child, she had no one left, apart from her relatives on the other side of the country and the one drunk of an uncle in the next neighborhood. No one wanted her. Uncle Kennedy took her in, not by choice. Life took a very bad turn for her and highschool made it so much worse. Highschool they say are the best days of your life. Bullshit. Highschool had turned her into the monster she was now.Kumpleto
Stockholm Syndrome//H.S
As I leave, the cold British wind greets me. I zip up my sweater, and start walking home. Thanks to my parents, I don't have a car. "You're too irresponsible for a car, Courtney. You can always save up for one once you leave this house," my father had scoffed when I asked him. I walk at a fast pace, hoping to avoid any random strangers lurking in the dark streets. "Hey, darling. What are you doing all alone in the dark?" I hear a voice ask. I pick up his deep, British accent. I ignore him, and start jogging. Just a few more streets... I hear his swift feet, and he grabs me from behind, pressing a wet cloth on my face. He drags me behind a building. My muffled screams are the only noise in the silent night. I try to break from his strong, yet careful hold. I wiggle under his grip, but he only lets out a sigh. "Shhhhh...don't scream...everything will be alright...shhhh..." he whispers. I feel warm tears slide down my face, and my eyesight blurs, and I stop screaming and escaping. The last thing I see are the swaying trees. Then... DARKNESS... ✯✯✯✯✯ 19-year-old Courtney Thompson hates her life. From her annoying stepmother, to her overprotective father. The only thing that keeps her alive is her brother and reading. She's always wanted to die, but after being kidnapped, all she wants is to live. Her kidnapper is beyond amazing. From the good looks, to his niceness. But that's what he is...a kidnapper. A killer. A stalker. ✯Will she fall for him, even if he kidnapped her?✯ ✯Will she find out the countless secrets that he hides?✯ ✯Will she escape?✯ Will she fall victim to... STOCKHOLM SYNDROME? ✯✯✯✯ © DorkaliciousDama13 2016 Please don't copy. This book is original, and it comes from a place called "BRAIN". Plus...you'll be in BIG trouble if you copy my book. I don't own 1D. (❤I Wish❤...)Kumpleto
Becoming Her Dark Side
They lied to me. My own family. My so-called friends. All of them hiding the truth, that we're tied to the criminal underworld, a forte where my family, the Storms, are the undisputed kings. Then everything falls apart. My dad gets framed. My cousin ends up dead. And the boy I've had a childhood crush on-Nathaniel-turns out to be the one who could destroy me. At least Luke, the one person I shouldn't want, fights to keep me from breaking... but even he has secrets. But it's gets even worse, because now an organization is rising from the shadows, an organization that opposes everything my family stands for. And in a family of warmongers and sociopaths, I stood out as a glaring weakness. The most normal, the most vulnerable, and the most efficient way to end a dynasty that has ruled for centuries. Because what is a throne without an heir, and a crown without its king. So here I am, stuck in a game of blood and betrayal where the only way to survive is to stop being the fragile girl they thought I was. If I have to burn bridges, spill blood, and embrace the monster inside me, then so be it. Because this time, I'm not running from my darkness. I'm becoming it.
Alone At Last (UNEDITED)
PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION! Everyone likes being alone once an a while. That feeling of peace and all your problems drifting into space melting away, 16 year old Luke soon learns that being alone is not always a pleasant feeling. When he wishes to be left alone upon a wishing well he soon discovers being alone isn't such a nice feeling. As Lukes mind slips away from reality he's losing sanity. How much longer can he take this madness?? Is he doomed too forever be this way? Take a journey with Luke as you read the story "Alone At Last" as he struggles to survive. PREVIEW INTO BOOK: ... When I shut the door behind me I realized that no cars were driving out here either. They were all empty and abandoned. As I strolled by there were no people talking in the coffee shop windows. There were no people eating in restaurants. There were no sounds except my heavy breathing and the howling wind. "HELLOOOOOOOO" I shouted, "IS ANYONE HEREEEEE HELLOOOOO!!?" I continued to call out to no one in particular feeling a little agitated by the growing silence. That's when I heard it... The winds howling came to a stop. The world seemed to stop turning. Time itself came to a halt. Leaves caught in the breeze and remained motionless. That was until the wind came calling back to me, and in this it whispered one word that answered all my questions... Alone- ---------------~~~~~ Thank you for choosing to read my story I hope you like and enjoy it!!! Please note: I am not a professional writer and I am terrible at spelling so don't judge!!!! THIS IS THE UNEDITED VERSION! THE EDITED VERSION WILL BE POSTED SOON! WARNINGS: NOTE: BOOK INCLUDES: 1.) SWEARING - & HATEFUL WORDS 2.) BULLYING - 3.) SUICIDE & MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH (also incudes thoughts and mentions of it)- 4.) BLOOD & GORE (lightly graphic)- 5.) ABUSE- 6.) And other things like that Don't say I didn't warn you!!! DONT FORGET TO VOTE !!! <3Kumpleto
Knight in Sneakers
Romance|Action|Mystery|Humour Highest Rank- #7 Teen Fiction. #8 Mystery/ Thriller #32 Fairytale #82 Romance "I like your eyes because they tell me more stories than your lips do." He replied as he looked into my eyes. -x- When London's best agent from F.O.R.C.E, Clarke Augustan, is assigned as Aaron Cortez's undercover bodyguard, or 'babysitter' as she puts it, life throws her way challenges, secrets, twists, misfired bullets (fortunately), and few boys who cause more trouble than her neighbour's cat. And life isn't all easy for Aaron Cortez with the numerous threats and snipers aiming at him. His sudden interest in the new girl at school doesn't help him for little does he know she is armoured with secrets that would probably give him a heart attack. What happens when the secret is finally out? Whose secrets are we even talking about now? -x- "We have another thing common, Miss Clarke. We both have an unwavering urge to avenge." "You know, there is something else in common too," I spoke as I walked around examining my surroundings. "And that is, Miss Clarke?" He asked with a short amused laugh. "We've both come very close to meeting death; one too many times." It was my turn to look at him and laugh, "What makes us different thought is that you'll be the only one meeting him tonight." -x- She is in love with her modern-day Prince Charming and him, His knight in sneakers. Soon in cinemas. Not. I hope so. |editing| _______ Please don't copy the storyline, that would be really really really sick. Thank you for reading, It will not disappoint you.Kumpleto
His Ruthless Temptation
I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.Kumpleto
Something doesn't FIT RIGHT..... They went to the same middle school... They went to the same High School... But for some reason they separated their paths and went to different university... Something HAPPENED... Someone DIED... Everyone CHANGED... The police believe it's a suicide. Though they all blame themselves individually but only ONE knows the TRUTH... Though it must stay hidden and to keep it HIDDEN, he or she has to keep EVERYONE SEPARATED... DIFFERENT STORIES, NONE ALIGN, WHAT IS THE MISSING PIECE AND ABOVE ALL ,WHO HAS IT?
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