14years Stories

Erin & Axl haven't seen each other in years- what happens when they meet each other again? Love, hate- both combined.

"Live for 14 Years- Die in 33 days" Highest rank: #280 as of 22/9/17 I always wanted to the protagonist, I guess I was delusional though. Being a protagonist is not something I should have wanted , simply because my story was a roller coaster of heart-break. Unlike fairy tales, my story simply followed the pattern of "Expect the Unexpected..."

14 year old farah had lived her entire life in small town Norman, Oklahoma living her same Daily routine. Everything was going well for farah she even had a love interested, until Anastasia moved there. Anastasia and farah soon become good friends and Anastasia introduced the farah into the world of tumblr, hipsterism and more to find out because Anastasia is the tumblr girl

Hello everyone, i am going to write i book about my life and the hardships i faced in my childhood. I hope to share my story with you guys and i hope to help other children who had the same experience to realize it is not there fault. I hope you will enjoy it :)

A regretful romance story between 2 people in the past, which leads to death...

dies ist auf wahrer begebenheiten und wirklich alles passiert sie ist 14 und alles begann als sie 2 war...

Zaila Fenske thinks that she is just an average girl but on her 14th birthday she is proved wrong. In an adventure filled with magic and power Zaila will get to know herself better than she ever thought she could.

you ever wonder about yourself? I know I do,so welcome to the club. Actualy the book.

Ari is reunited with her so-called dead twin after wandering around after school hours. soon finds that those close to her are not who they say to be her whole life is a lie. her 15teanth birthday is to hear and it is nothing she or anyone could have expected it t be. Don't. trust. anyone

I have a brother and sister that I never meet in person. I found out bout my brother and my sister in 7th or 8th gade. And i wouldn't have known about them if my real mom didn't tell me about them. So, this is a letter to my brother and sister.

A 14 years old girl living in iran:

If years is the basis on how strong a relationship is then I can say that we already have the strength . If years of relationship is the basis of life, then I have enough to live. But it isn't coz years are just numbers. Numbers that people keep on counting. And I am one of them. I keep on counting numbers. but my Love? Am I still gonna count? or I should say Are there more years to be counted?

very sad poem, but so much respect

I write on papers as if i am talking to someone , papers don't judge me at least that is what made me write easier , i am just trying to express the shit in my head don't hate please :)