Freeyourself Stories

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Violet Von-Verna. The rich kid, the queen bee, the outcast, the golden. A tale about a girl who longs to break out of a mould that her family name has created for her, to show the world that Violet Von-Verna isn't all that she seems. (Cover by: @yuenwrites)

It's been a lovely journey from having my power rested on others to being the master of it! The poem depicts exactly the same!

why is my heart convinced that you have grown a sudden admiration towards me, when we have only shared eye contact? this is a collection. an introspection copyright © AMELOIA, 2019

Cover picture: "Lauryn Hill" by Lisa Liang is licensed under CC BY 2.0

Everleigh Kensington Vanessa Brooks Alison rivers Emily Collins Ashlyn Hale Tobias grey Axel turner Ashton bonbredge ...meet the Legacies...

A bite sized thinker.

They say that you realise that you truly love someone when you want them to be happy, even if it's not with you. But how is that even possible when your heart aches when they smile and flirt with everyone else, are attracted to someone else and your existence doesn't even matter to them. Every girl has a crush in her life. Some succeed in living their dreams with them and others are just left to fantasise about those moments, Trying to change themselves and become someone that they are not. Beatrix Findlay, a clumsy, carefree teenager who has her heart reserved for someone who she knows is not going to be hers. He plays with everyone else, he flirts with her best friend, he starts conversations with everyone else.. but her. This isn't a diary, isn't a novel either. This is Beatrix, confiding her feelings in you..she seeks advice, she seeks a direction. Can you help? Life is more than what it seems, and YOU are more than what the world tells you that you are. Never let someone's behaviour destroy your inner peace. Worry about loving yourself, instead of loving the idea of other people loving you. This read can make you laugh at some point and can even make you cry. But it's not the end of the world, you have your life..and your life is important for someone, especially yourself. So heads up princess, or the crown falls..👑

Under huge editing. ••• Stronger. Copyright © 2017. All Rights Reserved

"It has been a year, a year, since that fateful day, when every aspect of my life began to fall apart. A year ago, when the space between life and death seemed non-existent. A year ago, when I lost interest in daily routines, in living on a planet where happiness was a 'rare occurrence'. A year ago, when life had no adventure, no thrill to it. But, it was that same year, when I found inspiration. She came to me at midnight precisely, dressed up in fine garments and jewellery that sparkled in the lamplight, before which I sat, a shrivelled lump of a person. She strode up to my chair and regally bestowed upon me her glory, her innovation. And that was how I came up with the idea of 'finding inspiration'. A story about how I found mine." Aria Sherwood has lost her sense of creativity and excitement as she grows into a life where the real world catches up to her. With only her manager/friend Leah Adamson supporting her, her will to change lives through writing has disappeared. But one trip to a region which has inspired generations and generations of authors, anything is possible. But it is not the result that matters, it is the journey to get there that does. So the question we ask is how, how did Aria find inspiration? Warning: Aria Sherwood's errors can be seen on several occasions, but the first draft always captures the essence and quality of a writer, thus her first draft has been put up with the editor comments :) #70 in ChickLit (September 2017)

When a phone call saves lives... • highest ranking #462 in Short Story - 07/21/17 COMPLETE ✔

Caring less about.... what people on social media think.... and more about what you think.... about yourself!

"Stupid girl." I thought as freezing drops of rain poured from the sky, the howling wind causing soaked tendrils of her hair to whip across her frostbitten nose. Her beautiful muddy brown eyes were bloodshot from the tears she'd been trying so desperately to hide and the dirty clothes that clung to her body like a second skin caused shivers to wrack her body. Even though she stood in the middle of the road, with only street lights to illuminate her distraught figure. I had never seen someone so beautiful in my nineteen years. I'd seen her struggle through her entire life without ever asking for a helping hand. Like a leaf lost in a windstorm, she danced around, her body easily turning and twisting to appease even the most violent of changes without complaint, knowing that at some point the wind would die down and the sun would once more claim the sky, allowing her to rest before once again the wind changed direction. How was it a girl so seemingly free was nothing like the image she portrayed? How did no one notice she was pleading with whatever entity that controlled her fate to send someone to save her?

In which two random strangers bond over failed relationships 👫 Cover done by:@JanelleParker

In the midst of all the crazy will you understand the sanity?

"I thought there was nothing to live for after she left," I said with a smirk. "At least until I learned from y'all, not to give a fuck." Pieter McKenzie was the Golden boy of his school. Popular, handsome, the star player on the soccer team, smart, beloved by all and he had the most gorgeous girl as his girlfriend. Everything in his life was perfect, nothing could bring him down. Until his girlfriend broke up with him and everything went downhill from there.

what do you want to say? what do you want to hear? // a series of conversations; personally made, written, and thought of by me. • highest ranking #28 in Poetry - 11/23/17 COMPLETE ✔️

An open letter to the sweetest child of mine. TRIGGER WARNINGS: mention of suicide, death, depression, etc. | 3rd story under Porpowl Collection |