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Wrong turn

Jourdanlockett8

LECTURES 837
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Parties 17
Durée 18m

LECTURES 837
Votes 64
Parties 17
Durée 18m

Jourdanlockett8

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0752174 its littlehoney97 mine nerdy-geek texttospeech untilmulasybreath

Hi I'm Alexandria but people call me Alex I'm 5'4 and I have long reddish brownish hair and I have my BFF Casey she's 5'3 medium brown hair with green eyes I have sea blue eyes any way  me and her went into the woods one day/night and we were walking but we stopped cause i got a phone call we heard a low growl I ended the call looked around then me and Casey felt a sharp pain on our sides after that everything changed for us the next dayAttribution Creative Commons (CC)

0752174 its littlehoney97 mine nerdy-geek texttospeech untilmulasybreath

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The sun beat down on my dirt covered face, making my skin feel tight. The ropes burned my skin as I struggled to get my arms free. The screams from the other women seemed to last for hours, then silence. I knew that the dead would come for us soon. (How did I get myself into this situation, and how am I going to get out?) Think, Leah, you have to survive this, think hard. I could hear them coming in the distance. There's not much time left. The others had faded away, and I had to use them to save my life. What has my life come to?- was my thought as I pulled layers of skin back from a girl I had only known for a short time. Her name was Carly with short blonde hair and sky blue eyes. "Thank you, Carly, for helping me," I whispered as I smeared her blood on my face. I began to feel weak. How long has it been, and how long can I survive? As I contemplated these questions, my mind began to slowly sink into darkness... They are closer now, and soon I'll be free...was my last thoughts.

Ana, écrit par Wintersdancer

Life as a child was amazing. Your weight didn't matter. Your clothes didn't matter. Your parents money didn't matter. All that mattered was who you were going to play with, but that's all gone now. My sister hates me, my mom has no time for me, and my dad, well he left me. My life has been one whirlwind after another. Except I'm content with it, till it all comes crashing down. Every television, billboard, and magazine is covered with models. Models that are supposed to be role models, for us. Perfect face, perfect body, perfect life. I have none of those things. All my life I've never cared that I was over weight, and didn't wear makeup. Who knew a boy could change all of that? That's when I decided to starve myself, force myself to look like the girls in the magazines. Who knew all I was doing was slowly killing myself? Life likes to play games, except my game is called Ana and I don't think I will survive. (unedited) Cover by: MadHatter_25

The Spy, écrit par SarahWriteslol

"You are so gosh dang stubborn that it kills me. I don't want you to stay away Alex, but you have to. It is for your safety. I am not good. I will ruin you." He said not taking his gaze off of me. "I don't care how bad you are Jacob. Ruin me. I don't care." ********************************************************************************************** If you took one look at Alex Bailey you would think she is just a normal, shy, nerdish, girl. Alex is a senior in high school. She is clumsy, loves reading, and loves to sing and draw. She is smart, good girl, and can be very fierce when needed. During the day she is normal but at night she is a spy. Bailey was told to go on a mission with her 2 best friend Benny and Kenna, where she meets Jacob. Jacob Davis is what you would call a bad boy, he also is a gang-leader to the biggest gang in the world. He smokes, parties, he has dealt with gangs, basically does what some teenagers nowadays do. He also hides behind his hood. He only talks to his best friends. He doesn't like social interaction. No one one has seen his face besides his friends. He doesn't date. He hates it. He doesn't like to be tied down. That is until he meets the shy, fierce, nerdy girl, Alex. Something about her long brown wavy hair, piercing blue eyes, and freckles, made him go crazy. He wants her to be hid. He is protective and possessive over her. He hates it when other boys talk to her.

(#1) My Survey Dude , écrit par cruise-ing

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The Bad Boy's Broken Girl (Complete and Edited ), écrit par alizahgirl234

"I didn't need your help." I snapped harshly. Alex laughed bitterly "Oh, right you wanted to be bullied, criticized and hit." he said sarcastically. I walked away but a hand pulled me back. "Just promise me to take care of yourself okay?" he said softly. I ripped my hand away roughly, "I don't have to promise you anything." I took off. Rebecca Woods has a bad past. Her Dad left her when she was a child, and her mom is in the hospital with cancer, and on top of that she is bullied at school, and her brother Ashton has to stop it (specifically Bethany Marsh) every time. Alex on the other hand is Washington High School's 'Bad Boy', he's arrogant and attractive, but people stereotype him for what he's really not, He is actually a really nice guy. One day the two bump into each other and Rebbeca's life will change forever. So see what happens when the two broken, confused teenagers meet. Will it bad or good maybe both? So join this crazy ride of tears, laughs, and a whole lot more.

Imagines/Short Stories: Paul, Embry, and Seth (2020), écrit par UrAlternantPerson

Just some random work I decided to do outside of writing The Forgotten. Let me know what you think. Requests: OPEN Y/n= your name Y/L/n= your last name Y/e/c= your eye color Y/h/c= your hair color Y/g= your gender (although, I have some stories with this option and some not. Not on purpose, just kind of happened.)

Pumpkin and Plum, écrit par SowmyaVenkatesan1

I am Sam, a 17-year-old in my junior year, weighing 200 pounds. I am fat; calling me fat is an understatement. I am obese. If you call getting a straight A+ in algebra and trigonometry a nerd, well! I am a nerd too. I would be lying if I said that I was never hurt when people called me a 'fatty nerd'. I was hurt. Additionally, being best friends with Mia attracts a lot of bullies. Mia is a blonde. Well, that describes her. She is a blonde through and through. Let me describe her in detail. She has shiny golden blonde hair, startling blue eyes, a sharp nose, and full lips. Did I mention she won 'Miss Teen California'? She is a beauty with no comparison. She is my best friend and won't let anyone bully me. So people calling me fat doesn't bother me anymore. Actually, it makes me happy, seeing the indignation and anger from Mia. She makes me feel special. I would be a fool if I didn't fall in love with this girl. Oh! Yes, I forgot to mention. I love Mia. And she doesn't know that.

Angston High, écrit par SolarisKnight3

There wasn't really anything all that special about me. I considered myself an average person with average looks. That being said, I also considered myself a very gaunt person. I was sort of a nerd. Not like a big 'ooooh, look at him, with his glasses, pocket protector and retainer', I of course had never worn any of those things. I'm a quiet type of nerd . Quiet, as in my only friends were people who weren't exactly as bad off as me, but you know, they weren't the most popular either. One girl, Jade who I considered to be an overachieving busybody. She was always trying to improve her already perfect average self while meddling in other peoples business. I also had a guy friend named Alex. He was almost like me, which made us the perfect best friend. He was also pretty popular, even though he hung out with me. Neither Jade, nor Alex were terrible to look at. In fact, sometimes I wondered why they weren't even more popular than they were. Jade is a model, tall with long black hair a perfect body and nice sized tits. Alex is perfect. Perfect six pack, perfect biceps, perfect face..... I know what you're probably thinking right now. 'Talking about your best guy friend like that? Are you gay?' Well between me and you, that's something I'd never admit to anyone. Ever.

Everything About You!, écrit par Birgith97

This is a great story writed of someone named Alexis! I rewrite it just for you guys, because it's so romantic and stuff! :) x I found the story here: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.323641591007923.75352.307604282611654&type=3 Hey Everyone my name is Alexis. :) But I go by Alex. All my friends call me that. :) I live in London. It's really a good place to live in. :) My best friend is Amanda. :) This is her: http://weheartit.com/entry/20946606 :) Oh and BTW this is me: http://weheartit.com/entry/21847649 :). We go to high school. We just finished our sophomore year. We will be Juniors next year. :) We just started our summer break. :) I'm looking forward to spending it with my friends. Amanda mostly. :D Roaming around the city, shopping etc. you know that kind of stuff. Girl stuff. :D This is just the interdiction I will be getting to part 1 shortly... :D ♥

Tempted, écrit par shygirl7

I held her waist to keep her from falling I knew she was female from her petite waist. I looked down at her, her hazel green eyes captivating me, I was so lost in her eyes all the noise around us seemed to diminish. My breathe was caught in my throat just by looking at her beauty. I tore my eyes away from hers and looked at her face, she was the most beautiful thing in the world! Her black hair hung just below her shoulders her small frame was perfect, she was gorgeous. I wanted, no needed her to be mine. She was mine, she was my mate and she was perfect. She stepped away from my arms I held the urge to just grab her body and bring it back to mine. "Hi...are you Ryder?" Her angelic voice questioned. "Uh yeah you are?" You are mine I thought. "I'm Destiny your cousin." My world seemed to have fallen apart with those four simple words.

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Fallen Angel (Daryl Dixon)

The sun beat down on my dirt covered face, making my skin feel tight. The ropes burned my skin as I struggled to get my arms free. The screams from the other women seemed to last for hours, then silence. I knew that the dead would come for us soon. (How did I get myself into this situation, and how am I going to get out?) Think, Leah, you have to survive this, think hard. I could hear them coming in the distance. There's not much time left. The others had faded away, and I had to use them to save my life. What has my life come to?- was my thought as I pulled layers of skin back from a girl I had only known for a short time. Her name was Carly with short blonde hair and sky blue eyes. "Thank you, Carly, for helping me," I whispered as I smeared her blood on my face. I began to feel weak. How long has it been, and how long can I survive? As I contemplated these questions, my mind began to slowly sink into darkness... They are closer now, and soon I'll be free...was my last thoughts.