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The Elephant Secret

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Even though it happened days ago I still shiver and get goosebumps, even on the inked spots of my shin. Staring at myself in the mirror I try to assure myself that it will all be fine. I'm skinnier than I was. Still the muscles are almost the same size, even bigger than before all of this. I can see my ribs from under my skin. I touch the elephant tattoo on my side and place my hand over it like my little sister used to. Down stairs I hear that people are starting to talk, that means we are going out soon, to look for food, people, even bodies.      

In another world where a war gazes the country, a 17 year old girl takes matters into her own hand when her parents disappear. The city that 17 year old April lives in is surrounded by the army of the country that once wear their friends, but are now their rival, And while food sources decline, April and her friends, younger than 20 years old try to keep what is left of their sanity and help people that are left with nothing. While all of this fills the head of the young girl, a boy sneaks into her world of blood sweat and tears. This is not about love, or teens, Nor is it a sob-fast. It's about war, A total war and an internal-war.

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Logan by braindeadwriter06

*TW* Contains topics and scenes of sexual assault, self-harm, abuse.* "You know you loved every second of it," I can feel the tears welling up as well as the anger building up within me. I stare at him for a while before I have to turn away from his hungry gaze. "Look I just came here to tell you that I forgive you for what you did back in Cali and I'll take you back," "You forgive me?" I yell. "I did nothing to you. You raped me! You fucking raped me! You have no right to come here and tell me that. You. Forgive. Me. You traumatized me. What you did to me tore me up inside and was eating away at me until I tried to kill myself. And when I told people they didn't believe me. I had to listen to so many people talk about how great a guy you were and how I clearly just regretted sleeping with you. You are a monster. You made me hate myself for something that was never my fault. You have caused me so much pain and suffering," I pause to take a deep breath. "So you don't get to come here to my school and tell me you forgive me. You don't get to make me feel bad about coming forward. The only thing I regret is ever thinking you were a good person." _____________________________________________ Logan Young is a 16-year-old girl about to start her senior year in a brand new town. The past year has been tough and her family moved to give her a fresh start. Her life before the move had been hard and she had been spiraling. She quickly makes new friends and even enemies. She builds up walls to protect herself. But what happens when an unlikely person helps her to tear down her walls and heal. Will she be able to survive in this new place and keep her secrets intact?

Cold Water by 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

Dance Away With My Heart by BrianaLamb5

Will I, get the man of my dreams or will I be alone forever. He is a self made Billionaire , ruthless, cold hearted, playboy, always gets what he wants when he wants it That is until little thing tell's him to go eat shit, the first women to put him in his place and he loving but won't tell anyone that and to top it off she is a single mother of two boys. This little firecracker knows her worth, she does not take no bullshit from anyone she has learned the hard way that she needs thick skin.The last two guys really did a number on her so she does not trust easy. She takes on whatever anyone throws at her. Her two boys even know there worth, they we taught at an early age. Her parents are little shits, they kicked her out and tried taking her boys ro raise them themselves. Which made me madder then a hornet. But my two older brothers are the only ones the stand up to mom and dad our other older sister and brother do everything that mommy dearest says, it makes me sick. Both of my boys have different fathers I love tattoos, so most of my cast will have tattoos.

Green & Grey by leiiii403

WARNING! This story was my first (unedited/draft). Grammer, plot, etc is messy so please beware! thank you :))) - He couldn't get enough of the emerald in her gaze. And the one colour she thought she'd be afraid of was a colour her heart was set to beat towards a million times a day. - 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠. He is the most feared person in their town. Anyone who crossed his way was met with brutality and cruelty within him. He kills without remorse. But when he locks his grey eyes on a pair of green ones, everything he trained to become had vanished, because of her. 𝙇𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙖 𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨. She is known and loved by many, she was as gentle and sweet as a flower. She is the light in the darkness. But when she sets her green eyes upon his grey ones, she can't help but let her light shine through the darkness of him.

Army Strong II- Through Hell & Back by RitaLopes3

I always knew i wasn't meant for the heels anyway. When I joined the army, I was young and foolish. I thought I would become invencible but my first experience in the field showed me just how naive I was. Abandoned by my own nation, with a team of 5 brave men, sent on a suicidal misson. In the middle of the nowhere, thirsty, starving, I realized the real essence of humanity. We conquered the desert, we completed the mission, they said. We were heroes, they said. However, most of us, dead heroes. I lost my whole team to the desert. The president, the media, never confirmed their deaths. They gave them as lost in the field when I myself saw them fall one by one. They gave them as lost in battle when we both know just how they died. My mistake? I opened my mouth. I was not gonna let them spread lies about my men, about my team! Mistaken airstrike? My ass! My men died because the people in the white house decided we weren't worthy of support. I threatened to expose the truth myself and when I did, they had no better way to shut me up than to send me back to war. However, if before who my enemies were was crystal clear, this time I wasn't so sure. I wasn't gonna let their deaths be in vain. I wasn't gonna let them sell the lie. The truth would come out, even if I had to go through hell and back. And I did...

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

Scarlett's Phoenix✔ by BriBillau

"It isn't girly, I think it's really sweet." She said with a grin. "Maybe you should add some color to yours." I suggested, tracing her spine with my fingertips, I felt her shiver against my hand. "I've thought about it." She whispered huskily, running her hands along my biceps. "What would you recommend?" She traced my chest with her lips. I sighed and closed my eyes. "Red seems to suit you." I wrapped my fist in her blood red, hair and tilted her head up so her eyes were on mine. I brushed her nose with mine and pressed my forehead against hers. ------------------------ People say tattoos are stories that we can't put into words, unexplained outlets of emotions. Phoenix and Scarlett. So different yet so similar. What will happen when this undiscovered gem unexpectedly meets a mysterious tattooed man? Will they finally be able to reveal themselves to someone else? Or are they just tricking themselves into believing anyone can understand them? Completed~4/11/16-9/18/16~

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Open up (18+ Only) by RENOl_ENOLA

A 16 years old loner girl paints a perfect picture of her life,never had a best friend or anyone to talk about her messed up life apart from her now gone sister gets to work on a school project and get very close with her group mates than she expected and she feels the need to get out of her comfort zone until she realizes that one of the reasons they got close was to know how she got wrist marks while she paints a perfect picture for her so that her peers to think she's okay and perfect but is she really okay? Is the image she's painting for everyone to see true? And what happens when life tries to kill and finds new realizations and truth about her own life Will she ever be able to face her fears and ever open up even after she finds out about why they got close to her? IMPORTANT "Throughout the book there will be some mistakes and do correct when necessary" Please DO NOT copy any poem based on the moon or anything else There maybe some errors and everyone is allowed to freedom of speech. #thandiwegrace87@gmail.com

Wistful by ExoticTwist

[#1 Wistful ~ 09/27/2019] I whimpered as all I felt was pain. My heart was ripped out, stomped on, and mutilated by love. I was fooled, who knew how long this has been going on. "Nixon?" Nixon popped out of his sleep like his dreams were on fire. He locked eyes with me and beamed. "Babe, I had the weirdest dream--" He was cut of as Ms. Daniels stepped forward and into the view. He looked over at her, his face shocked beyond belief. "What the fuck is going on?" How low of him to play pretend like he didn't know that he cheated on me? "Don't you remember, baby?" Ms. Daniels grabbed his t-shirt from the floor and put it on. Nixon racked his mind, looking down at his lap in confusion and the need to recall last night. "This can't be..." "It was a special night for both of us." Ms. Daniels purred. "We made love." Clarifying what I already knew. I could feel the first of many tears fall, I was completely heartbroken. The man I thought loved me as much as I loved him has betrayed everything we have. Nixon's head snapped up to me. "Babe, that's not true-- okay. That can't be true. I don't remember that." He got up from his bed, naked as he wrapped his sheet around his waist, pulling it from the bed. Playing confused to the very end. I was disgusted. *** Sequel to "Bashful" [MATURE 18+] Copyright © All Rights Reserved

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Logan

TW Contains topics and scenes of sexual assault, self-harm, abuse.* "You know you loved every second of it," I can feel the tears welling up as well as the anger building up within me. I stare at him for a while before I have to turn away from his hungry gaze. "Look I just came here to tell you that I forgive you for what you did back in Cali and I'll take you back," "You forgive me?" I yell. "I did nothing to you. You raped me! You fucking raped me! You have no right to come here and tell me that. You. Forgive. Me. You traumatized me. What you did to me tore me up inside and was eating away at me until I tried to kill myself. And when I told people they didn't believe me. I had to listen to so many people talk about how great a guy you were and how I clearly just regretted sleeping with you. You are a monster. You made me hate myself for something that was never my fault. You have caused me so much pain and suffering," I pause to take a deep breath. "So you don't get to come here to my school and tell me you forgive me. You don't get to make me feel bad about coming forward. The only thing I regret is ever thinking you were a good person." _____________________________________________ Logan Young is a 16-year-old girl about to start her senior year in a brand new town. The past year has been tough and her family moved to give her a fresh start. Her life before the move had been hard and she had been spiraling. She quickly makes new friends and even enemies. She builds up walls to protect herself. But what happens when an unlikely person helps her to tear down her walls and heal. Will she be able to survive in this new place and keep her secrets intact?