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A Hamilton Runaway

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LECTURES 1,448
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Chapitres 51
Durée 4h 26m

LECTURES 1,448
Votes 12
Chapitres 51
Durée 4h 26m

fangirltomuch101

anthonyramos daveeddiggs groffsouce hamilton jasmine linmaunelmiranda phillpasoo ramos renee themightyoak

It's not easy being a runaway. Not when your just turned 16 and your mom just killed your dad and brothers right in depth of you. Take it from me. I was a runaway for about a month or two. Don t really remember much really. All I remember is just a lot of blank spaces. I guess I spaced out a lot. I then auditioned for a some random musical because I was bored. I got the partner was mugged and stabbed in the arm. So like I said, it's hard being a runaway. But that's not the point. The names Snowflake Odom. I trying to reach out every single kid that is going through abuse. Don't worry tell someone and they will help you. Don't worry. 

 Hello. It's my first story up here so please don't leave any hate. I only read good comments or grammar comments. I got the idea from a few story's that I've read from everywhere really. Please read and sorry for all the cringe.Tous Droits Réservés

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Pinky Promise, écrit par amateurwriter39

" How do you start a story? Maybe by simply saying 'Once upon a time...' or 'In a far off place 'Yea that's how most would but not me. In fact the story happened so fast it gives me whiplash thinking about how my first love became more than my best friend thru trauma. Our story really doesn't have a clear beginning,all I can say is we have known each other for a long time. It starts with us as babies, and no not just any babies but in the womb not yet born. Who would have guessed I would have to spend my life dreading the day I was born or should I say we, Before you jump to conclusions no we are not brothers just really close friends. Our moms have been best friends since Junior high,so of course we were destined to meet each other. But living together is another story. Our moms have always been close, when my dad died my mom had to raise such a hellion of a child alone which was too much for one mother to bare,which is how we met again. It had been 16 years,You would think he would remember me,but i guess the memories of me were buried so deep. Because of one unlucky night,everything changed." Little did I know my time with him would be the most chaotic time of my entire existence,how do you tell your childhood best friend who has no memory of you and your forever promise that you love him when he shuts out the entire world for unknown reasons. How do you stay by his side when he himself can't accept that two broken souls were always fated to meet.How do you fix yourself and love your better half when you can't keep shit together. "I like you Gulf...I kept my promise...it has always been you", his raspy voice sending an echo into my head,making me tremble and fall onto the ground and my once clear vision had gone black. [Oh yea did I forget to mention we are both guys} Warning-May cause trauma and may not be written well,considering this is my first story,enjoy the possessive and clingy mew,while learning about traumatizing details. You have been warned

Don't Tell , écrit par AdamLevineismybae15

"W-we can't d-do this." I said shakily as he locks the door behind him and it immediately shut off the noises of the drunk adults laughter. "We've been over this Jess, stop acting like you don't want me as much as I want you." he said as he walks towards me but I back up a step and he stopped. "Are you really going to fucking test me Jess?" He said with anger clear in his voice. I felt the anxiety in me rise up and tears brim my eyes at him getting mad because I know what that leads to. "I want you on the bed with no clothes and if you disobey me." he let out a dry chuckle; I almost ran at how dark it came out. "Well, you know that part, don't you?" •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• This story covers the youth of Jess first and the later chapters is where she blooms...... I guess we all can see her growth.... Warning🚩🚩🔶🔶: This book is not for those who get triggered.... There is some crazy things in here that some would find uncomfortable.... So if you feel you will be triggered.... Simply don't read please and have a good day. *This story will have some typos, I will correct them in due time. Sorry if that bothers y'all💜 *I started this book when I was in middle school. #1 - Adam Levine *Completed* Go check out my other account and new book! @Deathandhiskisses Book Title: Forgive Me

The Power Within Her, écrit par cowgirl10120

Am I a troubled kid? Yeah, some may say that, but in my heart, I know I'm good. I serve justice where it's needed. I only beat up the kids that pick on others. Before you ask, yes, I do know both of my parents, I just haven't seen them since I was 6. It's not like they ran from me, or anything like that, but they supposedly died in a horrible car accident. I don't believe them because I was in the car the day it happened. How was I the only one who survived? Of course I was put in a coma for 4 months, but still...

The people that you must remember (Kenny x Reader) (COMPLETE), écrit par ImYourCh_CherryBomb

Despite the inability to recall most of your childhood, it's never been a secret. You know a majority of what happened, through second hand accounts from your grandparents. This fact has never really bothered you, until now. A freak fire burns down your high school, forcing you to move to a snow mountain town that may have been better left in the past.

Forsaken Innocence, écrit par Kashish_J

I have had dreams. Well, who doesn't. May be mine shall appear simple and petty to others. Yet they were mine to cherish. I want to do well for myself and make my life worth living. Like any woman, I wished to have a family with a loving husband and cute children. A fulfilled life amidst love and care of family & friends. I am clumsy but never scared to take a leap. You can term me as ordinary but I dared to aim for extra ordinary. Heartbreak is a risk but I forbid to wrap my heart in an ice cage to protect it. One need to live life fulled to make your death valuable. People often term me as naive. Am I? Perhaps but I never cared. I loved myself and my near & dear ones. Yet it took one incident to turn my life upside down. A moment I was blooming and next I am thrown out in dirt. What was my mistake? That I took enough courage to wish a life with the man I love with my heart. Is it too much to ask for an ordinary woman? I was stripped of my dignity. Portrayed my persona as gore. Colors were taken away from me, so were my dreams. My friends and love could do nothing but gaze me with pity. I tried to make peace with my fate and resort to a life of disappointment. Atleast, I had my family. But then I realised that residue of cruelty was still left inside me. It threatened to poison whatever I hold precious to me. I realised that it is my time to stand tall and fight. I was not their first victim neither will I be their last. Mayhap if I sought justice, then it shall save a future victim. Cover page is downloaded from internet. None of the images used in story are owned by Author.

TWO DRUNK F_CKS, écrit par catherinethewilliams

Any party I go to, the plan has always been the same thing. Drink, get high, dance, make my friends stop me from doing something crazy like stripping in public, the list goes on. With my rusty red hair, I easily made the creatures with dicks flock all over me like I was their mama duck. In that area, there were three Fs I followed strictly by. Flirt. Fuck. Flee. Simple. Despite my friends never hesitated to name me an alcoholic, I made sure not to drink too much so that the moment dawn reached, I was gone. So they wouldn't have the opportunity to either want more, or beat me into leaving first. I cringed at the first one, and was terrified of the second. I hated being left alone so I did it to others. So tell me how on earth in all my twenty-seven years of being on this earth, I woke up with a stranger in my car? The little dimple faced dude from last night's gender reveal party was in here, by my side, and was... AWAKE. With the most disturbingly cynical smile I had ever laid my eyes on. What the hell? And guess what was the first thing he said to me. "Who knew noble-births liked fucking in a parking lot? Nice tits by the way." SLAP! I found my palm on his stunned cheek.

The Queen Of The Cobras, écrit par AThousandShores

~ONGOING 1st Draft~ Trauma isn't something you're born with, so why does it stick with you for life? Why is it so bad I fear going outside? Fear people? Fear crowds? Fear speaking itself? I've never had much but, with time, more and more kept gradually being taken away from me; my dreams, my hopes, and even parts of myself. Now, the one thing I thought I'd never lose- my comfort. Everything in my life changes when those vile people cut me off, kick me out, and abandon me. Just like they did to him. They took away the last thing I had to bring me comfort- the four walls of my apartment. The only hope I have to figure out what happened to my family is to accept a not-so-pleasing offer and go against everything I've lived my life by. What could possibly go wrong? Right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 18+ TW: Stalking, mass shooting, violence, blood Currently in progress and will be edited regularly. It will also be a slow and long build up. Thank you for reading!

Cold Water, écrit par adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

It hurts....the emptiness [reborn as Rebekah Mikealson], écrit par PennyMiller23

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Pinky Promise cover

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The Power Within Her cover

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Forsaken Innocence cover

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The Queen Of The Cobras cover

Cold Water cover

It hurts....the emptiness [reborn as Rebekah Mikealson] cover

Pinky Promise

" How do you start a story? Maybe by simply saying 'Once upon a time...' or 'In a far off place 'Yea that's how most would but not me. In fact the story happened so fast it gives me whiplash thinking about how my first love became more than my best friend thru trauma. Our story really doesn't have a clear beginning,all I can say is we have known each other for a long time. It starts with us as babies, and no not just any babies but in the womb not yet born. Who would have guessed I would have to spend my life dreading the day I was born or should I say we, Before you jump to conclusions no we are not brothers just really close friends. Our moms have been best friends since Junior high,so of course we were destined to meet each other. But living together is another story. Our moms have always been close, when my dad died my mom had to raise such a hellion of a child alone which was too much for one mother to bare,which is how we met again. It had been 16 years,You would think he would remember me,but i guess the memories of me were buried so deep. Because of one unlucky night,everything changed." Little did I know my time with him would be the most chaotic time of my entire existence,how do you tell your childhood best friend who has no memory of you and your forever promise that you love him when he shuts out the entire world for unknown reasons. How do you stay by his side when he himself can't accept that two broken souls were always fated to meet.How do you fix yourself and love your better half when you can't keep shit together. "I like you Gulf...I kept my promise...it has always been you", his raspy voice sending an echo into my head,making me tremble and fall onto the ground and my once clear vision had gone black. [Oh yea did I forget to mention we are both guys} Warning-May cause trauma and may not be written well,considering this is my first story,enjoy the possessive and clingy mew,while learning about traumatizing details. You have been warned