Projectbreakfree Stories

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

Being skinny isn't all that important to fifteen-year-old Rosamund Parker. Even though she's surrounded by a horde of Barbie doll lookalikes, she's happy with who she is. With her best friend, Sage, by her side, she's perfectly content. But when Sage abruptly exits her life, it's all too easy to let the whispers destroy the fleeting self-confidence Rosie has put up over the years. If everyone thinks badly of you, are you really worth anything? Or are you just a series of stretch marks, and nothing more? Cover made by @Nau2014 highest rank-- Poetry: #351 - 07/25/16 © Makenna Collette (@mack-collette) 2016 All Rights Reserved

❝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

Every little word Inside my mouth Now I am gonna Say loud

❝you don't really care if it hurts a lot.❞ where two lost souls collide . a kim taehyung shortstory © solastae 2018 . (highest ranking in shortstory #202) ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Book 1 DRAWING FOR THE COVER ISN'T MINE AND CREDITS GO TO THE OWNER

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

What is Project BreakingFree? #BreakingFree #BreakAllChains

She is like a sunlight to my dark days She is like a laugher to my sad days She is like a solution to my every problem These are some pieces of me where she belongs to me.

My family seems to be perfect from the outside looking in. We have the big house, the money for things, the million-dollar-smiles... but nothing is ever as it seems. We're plastic. We're fake. So fake, in fact, that we hide the little things about us, we hide everything about us, to be more specific. My dad does things he isn't supposed to, and my mom is taking it hard. My brother has a full ride to any college of his choice, and he's blowing it away like it's nothing at all. So what would happen if someone found out about us? If they saw through our little charade? If they looked past the kitchen curtains that hide every conversation my parents have with each other? What if we were exposed for who we really are, instead of who everyone thinks we are? - Available to buy now - COMPLETE PLEASE DON'T EDIT - I GOT IT Highest Ranking in General Fiction: # 283

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The Order is a group out to find one child. One child that isn't human like the rest, and Cecelia is that child. * * * How special is your life? Cecelia often questioned this in her young life as an orphan. She had no idea what the future could hold, or how it felt to have someone to love. She had planned out what to do, and how to act, but then that changed the day she found it. A camera of some kind, one completely special . . . One with a power to traverse time through the photos that it made. Cecelia never knew her life could take such a drastic turn, but it did. From making a new friend, to realizing the world was not what it seemed. There was more out there, more depth to explore. And she was the special one. |Chapter Four will be posted soon!| |Edited by @Andicook|

Our life is a poem and its up to us on how we'll gonna make it a masterpiece..

"Within her raged a Restless Ocean." Oh, how beguiled she was to believe in her completion, to have conviction she was whole on her own, her tideless, clement oceans blinding. He was the ripple she felt as a vortex in her watery encapsulation.

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.

Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? ~ All poems are mine and belong to me unless stated otherwise. Some of these poems may discuss political l issues, issues of domestic violence, depression, stereotypes that annoy me to no end, things about the sky and how trippy it looks sometimes (fine that was just one poem), and miscellaneous things that come to my mind. Highest Ranks: May 4, 2016: #357 in Poetry Cover Credit: the lovely @RheaDay97

Stop holding into them So tightly that it might Break you from inside Lose your strings One by one It may be painful But it would Better than being pulled Towards them When you know They're never gonna Look back ********************** MERAKI {Greek} (v.) to do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work.

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!!

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.

❝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