Theforgotten Stories

.φ 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝. 𝙰 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. φ.

My mission; save the world. My plan to complete it; how in the world am I going to know that?!?! Who do you think I am, a hero in a science fiction book? But seriously, my dad gave me a mission. I am suppose to go back in time and save the real heroes; those who started the rebellion and who kept hope in the world; Tanner and Addison Lancaster. I know these great leaders as mighty warriors, but I must try to reach them when they are teen who have no idea that they will be great. I know quite a few things about their history, but not enough to make a solid plan. I was raised in battle, so I have a good chance, but I have no idea how to start. Author's note; none of the pictures are mine! Just the story. Also, this is a three part story. My friends are writing the same story from Addison's and Tanner's perspective. Please read their stories before mine. They are called Tanner and the Forgotten and Addison and the Forgotten. Thanks!

A texting story between four teenagers. The Forgotten is here.

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘢, 𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮, 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳, 𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘢, 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘢 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘐'𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯...

The cruel world always has it's ways in torturing people... just when you think you reach your goal everything gets messed up. A story about a girl born with magnificent powers she enters an academy to see other people like her and to learn more about her powers but little did she know, she was entering hell. (The images that I used aren't mine!) (Please don't copy my work.) (Have fun:)

After the death of Clarrisa, the truth about this family unfolded. Dark and bright. But with these dark truths unfolding, and the person to explain them gone, things are turning wrong. Elijah and Ethan want revenge on Clarrisa's death. The witches are trying to find out the power that was released from Clarrisa at her death and her outbreak in Forks. The other part of the family including Marcel is busy unfolding these secrets. Cause every picture that was drawn and every word that was written had a motive. What was your motive, Clary? -Daisy Acanthus Mikaelson

The inexcusable way people who aren't tested and die from CoViD-19 and therefore aren't accounted for in the statistics, is heart wrenching, cold, calculating. Meanwhile the healthcare officials display their wrought numbers to show us the flattening of the curve has set in. The question should be asked here what we know? Do we really know where the virus is when we don't test? I think we can all answer that question, we simply don't know? Until the testing is truly ramped up, there's only one number to look at which conveys the true cost of this pandemic, that number is the weekly or monthly death rate inside our populations. All else is in fact a construct of either our health authorities, our government or our media, of which the last eagerly, willfully and deliberately copies these numbers and displays 'm in ever more incomprehensible ways to show the public the curve is bending towards the projected cutoff from the exponential curve. They all are your worst nightmare maleficent bookkeepers who bend bad numbers into success stories. Excuse for the word bookkeepers here, for all those who are trustworthy ones. Hard questions aren't asked of those responsible. To me this once more reveals how much the hotshots are intertwined with those who represent our sources for news, it represents a level of contempt for the general public which is the true sadness laid bare in this crisis.

A group of six teenagers, three girls, and three boys, all of them are middle children. All of them are forgotten. Invisible. Alone. But, they have each other. As their sophomore year reaches it's middle, they develop a plan to run away together. To get jobs and live together. To always remain friends. They each had their own personality. The artist, instrumentalist, designer, writer, chef, and the dancer. And their names were Abby, Isabella, David, Winter, Charlie, and Danny. Together they were The Forgotten.

Victoria have never really fit in with her family, but one day her whole life is turned upside down by some girl walking a dog.

By//• Skorgeous

Lily never thought moving would reveal such a big secret.

Occasionally, when I woke up I was no longer a part of this world. I was left on my own in a world with no one but myself. Was I being protected? but from what? Even before I knew it, my memories were gone. I didn't know who I was. What exactly happened that day? - The story of a young boy in his teens who struggles to distinguish his survival in a certain alternate setting separated from the natural world and his adventures towards the truth about a certain incident that led the changes in his entire life....... Status: Ongoing

Who said you could j o i n our club of f o r g o t t e n

Lacey's life was getting better. Until her mom and brother decide to go camping where everything began before. But now there are new threats to watch out for, and new friends to lean on. But will she choose the right ones?

Lysol finally meets her worse trials in this very dramatic yet weird story! :\

We are looking for evocative poems/stories based on real people who have been victimised and silenced by genocide around the world. The pieces must be written like diary entries. This book is a tribute to Anne Frank. Read thoroughly and follow the instructions before sending us your work. We look forward to reading everything. Let's raise our pens against fascism and bigotry.