All We Know Is Falling - Scarlett and Kat - Wattpad

All We Know Is Falling

Reads 436
Votes 9
Parts 12
Time 56m

Reads 436
Votes 9
Parts 12
Time 56m

Remember the stories you heard as a child?
The ones where good always wins?
That didn't happen this time.

And all we know is falling...

Only a small amount of people have the privilege to live in ignorance. The rest survive without it. The City has colour. The rest has none. And we plan to get it back.(CC) Attrib. NonComm. NoDerivs

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DISCONTINUED by dancingfarmanimals

Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 | ✔️ by lolstfuimreading

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 '𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨', 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞." - 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭, 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 [MESSY PLOT] 𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒 My upbringing was not easy but now? Now it's worse. Home is hell, school is hell, life is hell. But what do I do when my whole world is tumbling down and breaking down to shits? I smile because that's how I cope and that's how I show people I'm strong. People like Samuel O'Connell who I despise and who despises me. People like Samuel O'Connell who was my world and my life but now is just an addition to the many reasons why I'm miserable. People like Samuel O'Connell who can't stay away from me or leave me alone. 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 Yeah so maybe I'm an asshole who's whole life revolves around Cecilia Adams... even though I hate her guts. She's spoilt, has life easy, and the epitome of my problems. She just thinks she's better than everyone; just look at her. The way she smiles, the way she laughs, the way she talks, her sharp tongue, everything. I can't stay away from her or leave her alone and it's fucking with my head. ~ [HIGHLY UNEDITED] TW: ABUSE, SA ~ 50k reads - ✔️ 100k reads - ✔️ 150k reads - ✔️ 200k reads - ✔️ 250k reads - ✔️ 300k reads - ✔️ 350k reads - ✔️ 400k reads - 1k votes - ✔️ 2k votes - ✔️ 3k votes - ✔️ 4k votes - ✔️ 5k votes - ✔️ 6k reads - ✔️ 7k reads - ✔️

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Liberosis - The Hunger Games by slytherinchasers

𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚜 -𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 "Caring too much for my allies had made the loss all the worse, caring too much made the nightmares more frequent. Caring too much would cost me my soul, in the end, I would either give up on humanity or on myself." ... "There will come a day, Aurora Hartley, in which the districts will burn at the Capitol's hand, I hope to see you by your family's side, and not standing beside the President, holding the fuse," ... Or in which, Aurora Hartley loved to fight and Finnick Odair fought for love the hunger games Finnick Odair x OC

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Running From The Wolves ✅COMPLETED ✅ by thedevilsdaughter300

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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.