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A collection of poems and rhymes from a boy who was bullied 
        
        
        - written by Annabelle-
        
        #82 in short story {22.03.17}All Rights Reserved

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[Completed]: (6/23/15) Ranks: #1 in poems (1/4/19) #35 in books (12/16/18) I crawl and stand up to sit on my bed. I felt like an accomplished spy who just ran away from something bad. Dylan turned and sat on my bed. "You do know I'm still here right?" he asked. I ignore him and pull my notebook out and begin to draw what I was currently feeling. Embarrassment. "Do you always do that? draw and write out your feelings? why do you always do that, why don't you just face your problems head on?" he talks but I'm not really listening to him, I just continue to draw and suddenly my notebook is ripped away from my hands. "Hey what are you doi-" he cuts me off by kissing me. What. The. Actual. Hell? ************************************************** Lacey loves to read and write her own poems. She's a girl with Anxiety. Now meet Dylan the sarcastic, narcissist who breaks the laws all the time winding up in jail. He has his reasons for why. Follow Lacey's hard journey and Dylan's rough secret life in an amazing original story.

A compilation of stories that include bullying, love, stress, emotion, lessons learned, happy endings, and much more. Comment below or message me for opinions! By the way, these stories could be changing lives.

We've all heard about 'the main character'. The type of person who lives through the most dramatic and improbable situations, and finds the kind of epic romance you only see in works of fiction. Which makes you think about how unrealistic love like that is. I used to think the same thing until I met him. Until I met 'the bad boy' that, as it turns out, wasn't that bad at all, just simply...a boy. A boy with an easy smile, a charming personality and looks so enticing that I couldn't keep my eyes off of him if I tried. A boy whose shoulders were starting to slump with the weight of his past and his family. A boy who believed that the only way to survive was by putting a lock on his heart and chaining it down to a place so deep inside of him that no one could ever reach it again. A boy who, for reasons I'll never comprehend, placed the key inside my palm and didn't shy away when I tried to free his hidden heart from its restraints. A boy who made me the main character of my own story. A story I never want to forget, and which begged to be put on paper. This is that story. ~~~ #1 love triangle 8/26/2019 #1 teen romance 11/4/2019 #1 mystory 7/27/2020 #1 teen drama 9/9/2020 #1 goodgirl 9/12/2020 Cover by @alexandramar1e Contains swearing and mature language.

These poems here are like my poem diary. (If that makes sense)

Tutoring the Bad Boy (Completed) by funfusion

Tutoring the Bad Boy. ~~ He smirked. "Whoops! Look who has read 50 Shades of Grey. Trust me getting kinky is almost every guys dream. I knew you had hidden desires! All the shy ones do." I blushed a little. "No! I don't have any hidden desires." The image of me and Bryan on a bed, with no clothes and handcuffs and ties entering my head. I shook my head vigorously. Hell no! That ain't happening in another millennium. Instantly trying to change the topic, I glanced at my bucket list and then at him. "What are you teaching me?" I asked, fear already gripping me like ivy. He smirked evilly. "How to be a badass." ~~ Once in a while, in the middle of life, love gives us a fairytale. And some fairytale love stories are completely unexpected and thus more memorable. No one expected the class president and the leader of Trouble Triggers to even talk about anything but notes and pencils. But then fate's a bitch and loves to meddle! Their life changes drastically when the good girl- Joanna Williams has to tutor the bad boy- Bryan Cooper. Along with the tutoring comes constant fun, too much bickering, lame jokes, scary sarcasm, idiotic friends, too many unknown emotions, jungles in tummy, bucket lists, unheard secrets and haunting pasts. Maybe some fairytales don't have a happy ending... or do they? (A/N: Contains a lot of 'F' words and grammatical mistakes. Don't say you weren't warned.)

'"You're a liar. You're a dirty fucking liar," I sob. Despite the fact that I want nothing more than to run away from the man standing in front of me, I know that my grip on his hands is the only thing that's keeping me stable right now. "I didn't lie, sweetheart. I just avoided the topic. If you had figured it out before, I would have told you everything," he claims, pleading with me. I shake my head frantically at him, trying to get the images and thoughts out of my head. "I feel betrayed," I choke. "I don't know if I'll be able to trust you ever again." 🌸🌸🌸 Bryce Bradshaw and Lexi Brooks are living their dream together in New York City. Everything seems to be going well for the pair until Bryce loses control of the secrets that he's keeping. A secret that Bryce has been desperately hiding from Lexi is released, and it seems as if Lexi's world is crumbling as she fights to forgive Bryce. Their love for each other may be strong, but it seems as if no amount of love can make up for the poor decisions that Bryce has made in his past. Eventually, Bryce and Lexi find a way to move past this hurdle, but this seem to come at the cost of their happiness. 🌸🌸🌸 'Something There' Book #3

We Dream at Midnight (Ember 2) by immoralLaurel

Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

Everything I wrote about you...

'"Can you spread your legs a little farther for me, baby?" he asks me, his voice a low whisper. I nod, doing exactly as I'm told, and he bites down on his lower lip. "Good girl," he breathes, and those two words alone do the most wicked things to me. His fingers trail even farther north until he reaches the hem of my underwear. His eyes meet mine and I have to let out a shaky breath, holding on tight to him to keep myself stable. "Yes or no?" he asks me quietly, and I nod frantically.' 🌸🌸🌸 Lexi Brooks' love life was suddenly flipped upside down when she was kissed by Bryce Bradshaw the day before he mysteriously moved away. It left her heart in a twist, until her mind was trapped elsewhere when 'The Incident' occurred; quite possibly the hardest thing she'd ever go through. But Bryce always had it easy. He was the heartthrob, the bad boy, the perfect guy. He had the looks, the talent, and the charisma. Though to Lexi's surprise, on the rare occasion she could catch him out of the spotlight, she saw something else there. She could tell that he was a little distant. He could tell that she was a little different. The only crucial detail: He simply left without a word. 🌸🌸🌸 Highest Rankings: #1 in Drama #1 in Heartbreak #1 in YA 🌸🌸🌸 'Something There' Book #1

Poetry's Tale to Tell by The_Potato_Writer

One sample of my work (Note not all poems will be so serious, some are story like others are light hearted): "Every day, something happens... Someone gets bullied, Just because "They're different" "Nerdy" "Annoying" "Have no sense of fashion..." All those things are of unimportance...! Everyone has a choice, Don't let what someone says, change it! You could stand down... Watch as the victim pleads for help... That's the easy path, But is it the right one? Do you want that on your consciousness? The pain can be so bad... It takes a life... Then it's too late, Regret becomes your best mate... A depressing thought... Although. It doesn't have to be that way...! YOU can make it change! Stand tall, speak loud, Stand up for what is right! That one action... Can save a life...! You could make a friend, A REAL friend. Spread awareness and Right the wrong! Be brave! For those who suffer... You're not alone...! If there's no knight to slay The evil demons away... Find it within you, to be strong! If you get no help, save yourself! You deserve happiness, and it will come! For karma never forgets you! Nor your enemies... Once it comes around, it will go around... Speak out, you will be heard...! The era of bullying will be no longer...!"

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[Completed]: (6/23/15) Ranks: #1 in poems (1/4/19) #35 in books (12/16/18) I crawl and stand up to sit on my bed. I felt like an accomplished spy who just ran away from something bad. Dylan turned and sat on my bed. "You do know I'm still here right?" he asked. I ignore him and pull my notebook out and begin to draw what I was currently feeling. Embarrassment. "Do you always do that? draw and write out your feelings? why do you always do that, why don't you just face your problems head on?" he talks but I'm not really listening to him, I just continue to draw and suddenly my notebook is ripped away from my hands. "Hey what are you doi-" he cuts me off by kissing me. What. The. Actual. Hell? ************************************************** Lacey loves to read and write her own poems. She's a girl with Anxiety. Now meet Dylan the sarcastic, narcissist who breaks the laws all the time winding up in jail. He has his reasons for why. Follow Lacey's hard journey and Dylan's rough secret life in an amazing original story.

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