Hello Mr. Pop Star, I'm Alice

Hello Mr. Pop Star, I'm Alice

  • WpView
    Reads 2,953
  • WpVote
    Votes 89
  • WpPart
    Parts 37
WpMetadataReadOngoing8h 30m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 5, 2014
Life started to look up for me, I was happy with the way my life turned out. Well I mean other then I was the nerd in school. I made stright A's which was a plus, I got bullied by a kid named Adam. Teachers were always asking who's Alice and I would have to say I'm Alice. Adam made sure I knew I was forgotten every second of the day, I think it made him feel good about himself. People not knowing who I was didn't stop in school sadly. I signed up to be an assistant to somthing or someone. Mainly hoping a someone because I really didnt want to be an assistant to a tree or something. Talk about annoying. I learned real fast that Adam was now... Mr. Pop star, who need an assistant. I was screwed.And My life? Well it was over... But then something strange happened and I had a change of heart. I felt and saw something that I'd never seen or felt in my life. Keep reading and you'll see what I'm talking about. I warn you it's one heck of a life.
All Rights Reserved
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

  • THE BOOK OF FORGOTTEN DELIBERATELY
  • 𝙰 𝚅𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜'𝚜 𝙶𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕...
  • Luna's Diary
  • Oh Gosh. Not You.
  • The Trap (Trapped Prequel)
  • Boarding School
  • Let Me Prove You Wrong
  • The Redemption of Maximus

"Some truths don't set you free. They set you on fire." They told me not to open that book. They warned me with stories-old, crusty ones-about madness, about secrets best left untouched. They said the library's far wing was cursed. That the books in that section didn't whisper wisdom-they screamed. But curiosity has a strange way of settling into your bones, especially when you've lived your entire life inside walls built from someone else's truths. My name? It doesn't matter-not yet. This story isn't about names. It's about what was forgotten deliberately. And how I found it. I wasn't born a rebel. I didn't want to challenge kingdoms or rewrite history. I just wanted to understand who I was, why I felt out of place, and what those strange dreams meant. The ones with burning skies and voices calling me by a name no one else knew. This isn't a tale of heroes and villains. It's messier than that. It's about a girl who found a truth so big, it didn't fit into her world. And maybe-just maybe-it won't fit into yours either. But I'll tell it anyway. Because stories like this-whispers like these-were never meant to stay silent. Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), events, or locales is purely coincidental. The stories in this book are designed to entertain, provoke thought, and explore a range of emotions and themes. They do not intend to offend or represent any belief system, historical accuracy, or cultural narrative in a literal way. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission of the author.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines