Savethechildren Stories

❝The family that lived next door was so weird. Daniel liked to look out his window at night and watch their tall grass and wild brambles sway in the night wind, broken windows dark all the time, except the occasional flare of a cigarette from the second floor bedroom. And, sometimes, the streetlights reflecting off a pair of blue eyes in the livingroom window, still and blinking like a trapped animal.❞ Cover by @-Jewels-

It gets better. Isn't that what they say? Amethyst Turner isn't so sure. She waits and waits, but things only get worse. She sees happy families on TV, with a father and mother that love each other and their kids. They have a dog, and a nice house with curtains and heating. And the little girl in the TV family, she sleeps on a fluffy mattress, not a cardboard box. Her Daddy takes her to the park to play fetch with the dog when he comes home from work instead of getting drunk and passing out. TV girl's mother doesn't ignore her; she braids her hair and plays tea party with her. She looks and looks for the love that she knows is out there for her -- but it's nowhere to be found. And at only three years old, Amethyst finds herself alone in the world. ------ Trigger warning. Just generally. ----- Cover by @sparkes ---- #301 in General Fiction 7/5/16

We all need us. Everybody in this world needs somebody else, specially the children. The future of our mankind is in danger, everyday and everywhere. But don't let them fail anymore.

❝An angel girl with an upturned face.❞ Based loosely on Martina McBride's song. [Angela Rose Carter standalone]

In the story we highlighted some challenges a child growing in Africa harness while grooming up

Lorenzo è un volontario di un'organizzazione di assistenza Italiana, nei paesi sotto sviluppati, che parte per portare un'autoambulanza al Campo che è in Sierra Leone, gestito dall'associazione per l'assistenza ai bambini della zona. Il racconto si snoda sulle sensazioni e sulle avventure che il volontario deve affrontare una volta giunto sul posto. Ogni riferimento a fatti e persone è puramente casuale.

A Father was witnessing his son dealing with racism on a different level from what he experienced.

I usually write stories for other people. Brave people who needed a voice. People who wanted to be heard about their own horrific and personal injustices. I wanted to show them same people my story. It is Graphic, raw and triggering. It took three years of therapy. One stolen draft and a lot of tears. This is me. This is my story.

"He was a coward, too scared to follow anybody's advice but his own, and that was what terrified him most of all." Nico Reed isn't thought of highly by anyone except for his best friend. To the world, he's a delinquent. He's trailer trash with a no-good family and no future. However, when somebody reaches out and tries to help him, he realizes that there is a chance he could live beyond what he's capable of and break the expectations the world has of him.

❝People came and went in the other studios, but studio five remained occupied, music trickling gently from the crack in the door. Inside, June forgot there was anyone else in the building. After a certain point, she forgot there was a world at all. The universe became her image in the mirror and the throbbing hurt in her ankle, her head, her lungs, and the swell of the music thrumming under her feet. Sweet drops of relief, the momentary weightlessness of lifting onto the toe of her point shoe. The soaring sensation of fouette turns, air stirring beneath her. Pain pulsed in her fingertips and raced up through her neck. But that was it. That was what she needed. She gritted her teeth and kept going. ❞ Cover by @sufferingly

So, remembering it makes me even more desperate to return to Dale Woods- the place I was born, the place where everything happened that changed my life. It was 3 years ago; I had a friend named, Elliot Disclamer: NOT EDITED. i wrote this when I was 15 so please bear that in mind while you proceed.;)

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