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We are losing ourselves - our humanity - in today's world as we chase after our individual dreams and fight through the challenges life throws our way. The idea of 'we' is lost to many and crowded by greed, lies and whatnot. Everyone is out there for himself or herself and at the end of the day, it is what they will get that matters most to them. They will do all they will have to do to get what they want regardless of who they take down along the way. That is morbid! Love is dead! Humanity is lost! But it isn't too late. We can always go back and pick up what we lost. This is just a wakeup call. Let us be each other's keeper, keep love and hope alive! Boakye D. Alpha Author Ghana, West Africa.

❝everything is gray under these skies❞. she held the water in her hands, slowly a drop escaped through her fingertips only to be covered by another set of hands . a kim seokjin shortstory © solastae 2018 (highest ranking in shortstory #225) ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Book 2 DRAWING FOR THE COVER ISN'T MINE AND CREDITS GO TO THE OWNER

Louse stuff has darconian effect, Might words of introvert soothe the fact.

☆ Highest achieved #560 in poetry ☆ ☆ #285 in philosophy ☆ "We love to wander in hopes of having our inner chaos be let known to the world." *Poems fall under the following categories* Emotive Cocktails Night Skies Unspoken Bilayers Violet Violence

REVISED EDITION My head throbbed and I wrung my hands, chewing my food really fast. My head was swarming with thoughts, out to destroy. Trust no one.

[UNDER RECONSTRUCTION] "Okay, so." I shrugged. "Now what?" This time, Angel did a facepalm. × Every newborn children were each assigned with two Guides; a Guardian and a Nightmare. Both meant to look after the child, to guide them as they grow into their lives, then eventually wither away. There were simple rules, really; a Nightmare must not crossed the line of haunting nor ever kill their assigned Guardian, and a Guardian must not, ever, went against a child's beliefs nor ever kill their assigned Nightmare. Ashleigh, as unaware as the rest of the children, had a pair of the oddest Guides amongst others. A passive Guardian with a horrible grief buried deep in his core, and the strongest Nightmare with an obsession towards mint ice-creams. When Ashleigh suddenly went missing on Sunday afternoon with no tracks and things went horribly awry in her household, the two Guides, whether they liked it or not, must team up together to save their child. Even when it meant being hunted down as fugitives, breaking work protocols, interrupting lucid dreams, or even getting sidetracked by ice-creams. Though, that was mostly the Nightmare's fault. × ps : this book is a mess okok go o d original story © greenleaf 1st person pov. narrated by the nightmare, which would guarantee you both horrible puns and beautiful--maybe weird--otherworldly words and also weird poem montages about ice-creams. (i still have no regrets)

Everybody has a quote that can describe a situation in their life. Rankings: > #68 in poetry

"I fell in love with you and you never noticed." Ten word story from his point of view.

One little girl, kidnapped at the age of five. Zinnia. One angel, drifting away from the promised land. Peregrine. - The Writers Awards 2017 winner for Mystery/Thriller's Best Storyline - Zinnia was only five when the men came for her. She was a few hours older when the nightmares attacked. But there's something more to this constant slumber, something that will soon reside inside of her, and it's something only she can exorcize. Peregrine controls her nightmares, this angel, and he's taken a liking to manifesting fear and being in control. But when he learns of her prediciment, his emotions attatch to her and he is sent to find and save her. But there's something sinister controlling her now... Will Zinnia find strength and save herself, her eternity, and, possibly, the others that are like her? Or will she turn her back and crumble beneath the weight of evil residing inside her brain? Can Peregrine, the Nightmare Dreamweaver, save her from the road she unwittingly tumbles down each day, or will she be fuel to the eternal fire burning beneath her feet? ᵇᵘ'ˡᵈ'ⁿᵍ ᵐºⁿˢᵗᵉʳˢ - cºᵖʸʳ'ᵍʰᵗ ᵏ. ʷᵉ'ᵏᵉˡ MADE IT TO ROUND 3 IN THE WRITERS OLYMPICS! Yay!!

| BASED ON THE SONG BY ED SHEERAN AND MIKILL PANE | On her thirteenth birthday, Tanya Birkins receives a card. The card brings opportunity and a chance at a spectacular summer vacation. But what happens when everything isn't as good as it seems, when eye thing changes as soon as it's time go? Follow the life of a young, little lady as she tries to overcome her restraints. This story is glued to the Break Free Project, where stories raise awareness for the horrors going on around us. Read this story with caution as it contains graphic content. Prepare to read accounts of violence and sexual depictions.

Ever doubted the word love? Or thought of it as a mere word with no significance whatsoever in life. Ernestine always was a curious child to start with and had this question popping up every time she sees a couple happy or angry. Being an only child and not having the best role model of parents does make one question this, doesn't it? But what she didn't expect is a guy to come knocking her world upside down, literally, and cause a whole train wreck of emotions. Join Ernestine in her journey to find what is felt to be loved and be in love. Because love is a sneaky little thing that will either bring joy or harsh truths to be blurted out All Rights Reserved to muah : C0l0rful_RaInb0wz

In this planet, there are over 7 billion people living. All with different names and backgrounds. No one can tell the future but one can tell of the past. It's not always happy, but we try to move on. We all have stories to tell and someday these stories will be passed on. Will they like our stories, be inspired by it, hate it, relate to it? It will all depend on who they are, I guess.

❝Life was all normal for Diletta, till the comments started. ❞ In a world where society decides, how could she see through the wall of lies they had built and find herself ? © solastae 2018. DRAWING FOR THE COVER ISN'T MINE AND CREDITS GO TO THE OWNER

Some words go unspoken. Some people get unnoticed. Some stories are left incomplete. Some things were never meant to be. It was you and only you, But now I decide to move on. Sequel of "TEN WORD STORY"

Each night when I lay down In my bed With my eyes open wide I think about life And the thoughts Which are bottled up Inside me Are slowly drowning me Finally, I had some courage To share my thoughts With the World Comment, vote and share. Enjoy and Happy reading.

''People usually wonder what's wrong with me because I, unlike them, see humans instead of labels''

Now is everything and nothing at all. We suffer in silence when we should be speaking. Speaking not only for ourselves, but for everyone around us as well. - note: all different stories with different illnesses on hold

"Welcome to BADLANDS Ashley. You'll be in Room 93."