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Who am I ? 

People call me a rebel. 

They look at me like I'm some monster. 

No one came up to me until... 

She came... The new girl. 

She had cuts and bruises on her body.

Once and a while she looked decent. 

But.. She looked like me but in girl ver. 

She would talk to me now and then. 

But usally she would stop for a couple of days. 

Then she would talk. 

We were always the one who came to class late. 

Or we would have cuts or bruises when we came to school. 

She seemed to get me more than anybody. 

We wouldn't be too close. 

We wouldn't sit in lunch together. 

She would sit alone. 

I would sit with my lads.

I would loose my temper. 

She would cool me down. 

I would sit alone. 

She would sit next to me. 

The class would stay away. 

She would stay close. 

I don't know why. 

When I told her to leave me alone. 

She followed. 

The New Girl 

She was different from others. 

Way different.All Rights Reserved

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A Walk Through Hell *ABANDONED* by icallitambrosia

I sat in my first period english class, my teacher grading papers or whatever it is that teachers do when you walk in. Soon the first bell rung, and people filed in. The usual suspects, the nerds, the cool kids, the "we hate liz" kids, and so on and so forth. But Imagine my surprise when I see a kid with blonde straighted hair, and an under cut roll in. And I mean that literally, he rolled in, in a pair of healies. I couldn't take my eyes off this peculiar specicimine. A woman from the office handed my teacher a note, who then attended her attention to the odd looking boy standing behind her. "What's your name?" She smiled. "Jaimie." The boy smiled right back.

Damien Tee by booksbyimara

⚠️ 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ⚠️ • 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 • "What's your name?" I asked. "Damien," he said with his deep voice. I did not expect his voice to be that deep and friendly at the same time. "Sorry what?" I asked as I couldn't hear him. "Damien, Damien Tee," he said, and showed his name tag. "Oh, okay, thank you," I said and walked away in embarrassment, but Damien, on the other hand, couldn't stop looking directly into my eyes while speaking to me and turning red. You totally embarrassed yourself there Nez, well done. •❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅• It all started when he came to my class, and we locked eyes. Ever since then I can't seem to take him out of my head. His beauty, his eyes, his hair and just absolutely everything about him made me feel safe like home. What I didn't know was he is the bad boy and breaks girls' heart. How can someone mean as him be so angelic at the same time. His name is Damien Tee. It all started when I went to her class, and we locked eyes. Ever since then I can't seem to take her out of my head. Her beauty, her eyes, her hair and just absolutely everything about her made me feel comfortable. What didn't I know was that many guys adore her and made me mad because none of them truly deserves her but do I? Her name is Inez Kaur. What will happen when two popular teens fall in love? It may be angelic, sweet, and precious but will they last being together with the whole school watching? •❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅• 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒: - 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐗 𝐏𝐎𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 - 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 - 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 - 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 - 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 + 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: 𝐃

The Fun In Being Bad by lizapizza214

A story about three elite kids who seem to have everything in life. But is it really what it seems to be? Get inside the life's of three bestfriends as they take you through the ups and downs in their life and maybe even make you look at the world a different way. . Excerpt from the story: I don't understand how a person can look so sad and calm at the same time. Isis leans back and sighs 'What your friend said was right...' 'What?' 'The part where he said that I am a mean b*tch. And that everyone in school talks about me behind my back...' She continues '...I know people call me names behind my back. I know that if they could, they would burn me alive' she chuckles as if it's something funny. 'But do you know why I still am what I am?.....it's because I don't feel like smiling in front of those fake people. I won't ever go out of my way to keep them happy. And honestly every person is like that, everyone is selfish. Me too. Everyone will only try to please you when you have everything. The difference is, I show my bad side and they don't, they are good at hiding. But it's okay I don't want to pretend to be good...' . Not at all a cliché story. #484 in feminist 21/02/20

At last | Editing by TaurieKeianna

New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.

The Outcast by ihareemnisar

"Will you just shut up" !!!!! I shouted loudly turning towards her ,she was literally getting on my nerves now "Don't you dare shout at me...You brought me into this mess", She shouted equally loudly at me The pitch of her voice was shattering my eardrums and I was on the verge of literally killing her now.She was so tiny yet hell annoying The bulb to the patience area in my mind suddenly got switched off and I abruptly pushed her into the alley wall bringing our faces real close to both our comfort levels "Listen to me you little brat and listen good...My fuckin patience is hanging on a thin thread so if you want your annoying little self to stay alive and might I add in one piece I suggest you shut your filthy shithole" I whispered in her ear lowly making her shiver knowing already that no doubt the shiver came purely from the fear she felt from me and not anything sexual..Good....She should fear me I wasn't the one to be trusted I wasn't the one to be loved I am not a person you should take lightly I am the one you don't want to mess with I am the one you don't want to piss off if you don't want your existence to be utterly painful I am Dominick Slade And I am The Outcast......

Finding Purpose (+18) ✔️ by ZaynismRules

***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

Changing for the better (Jedward fanfiction) by KarinRijnsburger

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Diary of Eternity by Siam_Crimsons

Trapped. No past, no name-only fragments of faces and voices remain. Strangely, she remembers her classmates, yet her own identity is a void. But they are not as she recalls. Their faces, their mannerisms, their very essence-changed. Twisted. Still, she clings to them, for they are her only link to the truth. "This is a school... but why is it always dark? Why does no one leave?" "We're trapped. Can't you see that?" She must escape. She wants to escape. But stepping outside alone is unthinkable. The unknown waits beyond these walls, and survival is uncertain. She searches for her classmates-only to realize they are few. "Only a few of us survived." Fear coils around her mind. Isolation. Dread. Desperation. The weight is unbearable. Exhaustion takes her, and when she wakes-she is back where she started. But this time, she is not alone. A figure stands before her. Unfamiliar, yet they gaze at her with knowing eyes. "Do you want to get out of here? Together?"

The Guy Who Called Me An A-class Bitch by Hersheys_1602

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Types of tears (COMPLETED) by dali_alvz

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A Walk Through Hell ABANDONED

I sat in my first period english class, my teacher grading papers or whatever it is that teachers do when you walk in. Soon the first bell rung, and people filed in. The usual suspects, the nerds, the cool kids, the "we hate liz" kids, and so on and so forth. But Imagine my surprise when I see a kid with blonde straighted hair, and an under cut roll in. And I mean that literally, he rolled in, in a pair of healies. I couldn't take my eyes off this peculiar specicimine. A woman from the office handed my teacher a note, who then attended her attention to the odd looking boy standing behind her. "What's your name?" She smiled. "Jaimie." The boy smiled right back.