Semicolon Stories

When Grace goes through the traumatic experience of Cameron's death, she pours her heart and soul out in a collection of poetry and letters as she carries the silent burden of her sadness. Inspired by the characters and storyline created by C.A. Kerst for his Behind-Series, W.M.Rivers climbs into the character of Grace, while she is going through tragedy and loss that plays off between the books "Behind The Mask" and "Behind Closed Doors", the sequels of "Behind Drawn Curtains". This work is endorced and approved by C.A. Kerst @CAKerst here on Wattpad, author of "Behind Drawn Curtains", "Out In The Wind", and "Listen Before You Speak". This work also sports a foreword written by C.A. Kerst, praising the beautiful imbodiment and voice that W.M. Rivers gives to Grace.

*TRIGGER WARNING* (SUICIDE, DEPRESSION, SELF HARM) This is my first time writing something, so there's probably quite a few mistakes. I found a prompt on Tumblr and I wanted to give it a go. It's a little clique to be honest, but yeah. I would love for anyone that's willing to give some constructive criticism or suggestion. This is just a rough draft of sorts. Thanks so much! PROMPT: You find a suicide note covered in your own blood *please note that these characters are fictional.* Copy rights apply

HI! these are just oneshots/headcanons I think of from different fandoms im in or for different ships, stuff like that. They may not be written out, just the idea I got, depends on how developed the idea is. idk, sorry. DISCLAIMER I don't own any of the characters in this story unless I say otherwise at the beginning, or I forget, you'll probably be abet to tell if I own them or not.

He is Clint, A novelist who unexpectedly became famous because of the story he wrote. That Story is based on his relationship with a young man that soon ended up in separation. He actually Dedicated it for him-for Yuan. But in that story, Clint decided to change the ending of the story to make it a happy ending even though in his real story it didn't really end up with a happy ending. When he sat on a big rock, he looked up and there he saw the amethyst-like moon. Thinking it granted wishes Clint made a request without thinking twice. He closed both his eyes and began to wish. But, in the middle of his wishing request, a human figure appeared in front of him. He looked up to find out who it was but because of the purple color from the moonlight hitting the man's glasses he couldn't see it well so he stood up and faced the man standing next to him. Because he is taller than Clint, he looked up again and there he had the courage to remove the man's eye glasses and there, unexpectedly, his wish began to come true... He was Yuan, His Ex-Boyfriend came back.

Humans have a point. Don't let it get there.

A short story I wrote in about 10 minutes while drinking orange juice and ignoring my responsibilities, as you do.

Life goes on so keep on going.

〝 i wanted to end; however i carried on "

**Trigger Warning** This is a story about a girl who survived the war within her head; with battle scars across her skin. Each scar is a reminder that she survived, that I survived. A captivating true story, told in the first person. Follow me on my journey, together we will get through this. My story will never fully be over and hopefully neither will yours. A big thank you to the Semicolon Project for inspiring me. "A semicolon is used where a sentence could have ended; but it didn't."

音乐 ⋮ 𝐦.usic ━ ❝difficult thoughts always make it difficult, right?❞ Lies. They leave a burden you have to bear.

"A semicolon is used when you could've ended a sentence, but you didn't. But just like this conversation, it's going to end with a period."

A short collection of poems written by myself, hope you all enjoy.

Is it real? Maybe not.

Just feeling sad. I have all these words whirling in my head and need to let them out before I shatter. I don't need anyone to fix me, I can fix myself but pushing and molding me into a shape I don't fit, hurts. I need my outlets. I need to let the poison out but not many can help me funnel the poison. Their just paper and they, themselves tear.

"Move on. You lived 19 years of your life without me. You still can do now"

spiritual

This is a little record of our friendship, how it all started and what became of it. Thank you, Woody.

For other depressed teens like me.

; when you want to stop but you keep going