The Sparks

The Sparks

  • WpView
    Reads 155
  • WpVote
    Votes 6
  • WpPart
    Parts 8
WpMetadataReadOngoing26m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 2, 2016
Elliot Stone is an average man. He could be your neighbor, your teacher or the guy at the supermarket. The only peculiar thing about him is his obsession with perfection. Other than that his life is painfully dull. But everything changes on an average rainy tuesday afternoon... "And then Elliot realized that she had it. She had a spark. She didn't have the spark, the long lasting one, but she wasn't dull, boring, or normal. This girl, this woman, had something special. And that is when an average man on an average day got an unusual big idea." (cover by LiarLiarLiar, huge thanks!)
All Rights Reserved
#13
lovestoy
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Finding My Lost Self [to be edited]
  • Him
  • Broken Pieces
  • Anneliese
  • Love Me In The Dark. [COMPLETED ✔✔] {BOOK ONE}
  • Stuck with the schools Bad Boy
  • Going Red - An Auslly Fanfiction
  • Adelia
  • The Man (John Taylor Fan Fic)

She's sarcastic. She was the girl who never cared what people said. She was far from a romantic; She was Oreo obsessed. She used to beat up people in middle school, and still throws her shoes at them in high school. She was weird, a good weird. She was sensitive, but piss her off and you'll be scared. It was just her and the small, easy life she had. That was until everything had gone down the toilet. That was until her senior year had started.. ~♦~ Monsters are just everywhere, Only a few people are trustworthy. Would you be my savior if I'm lost there? 'Cause with all the greed, there's left no mercy. At some point I'll be so hopeless, At some point I'll get that feeling, That feeling when trying's Worthless, Doors are closed, I'm barely breathing. I need the light, I need a guide, I'll do things with all my might, Smiling is hard, life's not so "cute", You scream and yet, the screams are mute, When lies, evil and mistakes take all the love away... When asked how you feel it's always "I'm Okay," All the hope you had, got lost in the darkness, You're heartbroken, you feel so hopeless... Crying in the silence is the best you can. Everything has changed in a blurry time span... Would I be able to find true Love? Would I be able to ever again Trust? Be My Savior, Please Don't Be late... Give me true love... I hope you understand. My name is Samantha Walters, and that's how my story went... But who knows how it would end? - #11 in Humor Copyright © Dark_Starlet. All Rights reserved.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines