The Brunette
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My Teddy
The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}Complete
STUCK
Hi, I'm Kayla. Kayla Fletcher. A typical 20 year old girl, who can speak Russian and is running from her past. It's been 6 years since the day I escaped. It's been 6 years since I've been stuck. Unable to move on. Until him. He gets me moving, and dare I say it, I get him moving too. This sounds like a typical love story, right? Well, it isn't. This is a story of how two people try to erase their demons and move on with their lives. Both of us were stuck and now both of us can move forward. Together. Just remember, no matter what you do, you are not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your silence.Complete
HURTS LIKE HELL
Hi there, I'm Anna, and this is my story. I am a normal teenager, well not totally normal but I guess no one really is. But one day, my whole life was different. There was a simple reason for that: Jason. Then everything changed....I changed. He was everything to me, little did I know it would not end as I thought it would. This is my Story, where everything changed.Complete
GhostFace x F Reader
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My Bestfriend
Hi . My name is Noah . I am almost 18 years old . This is my story . I don't know how to describe the roller coaster I am in ... but this is it . All the twists and turns locked into one story . All the stupid endings that lead to a new beginning is here in this story .Complete
Run Away // Colby Brock
The plan is to just leave if I get out of this house, leave the town, I'm 22. I could've done it a long time ago but now, my brother and sister don't need me anymore. I've got this.
𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑 , ethan landry
She knew she shouldn't have trusted anyone ever again after what happened last year with her friends and ghost face. But why did she have to fall in love with the killer?Complete
Devine
22 year old single mom who got pregnant at sixteen, her parents kicked her out blah blah blah just read to find out this will be long so sorryComplete
The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}
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