Savethechildren Stories

❝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

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.

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

Just some thoughts and emotions I have about the world. It's really just me wanting peace.

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

Taking a deep dive to explore overwhelming issues- the inevitable reality check and an attempt to allow flowers to bloom from the ashes with a rather twisted sense of humor. ( Yes, Poetry is rife and spirituality is an overpowering theme so if it's not particularly your scene, don't even bother. No, of course this is not me trying to use reverse psychology to get you to read this . *Inserts Evil Laugh Here* )

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.;)

Save The Fruit Pickers To the tune of Amoreena from the Tumbleweed Connection Album by Elton John

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Highest Rank: #26 wattpadprize14 For Syria, it's people and the destruction they have endured. For children all around the world, who are mistreated and underrated. For every tragedy. For all the pain and suffering. This is a collection of short stories about the different struggles and tragedies many people must endure everyday. "Don't let the pain frighten you, let it drive you to success." -N.S

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