Timesup Stories

Terminal. A word that changes everything. The words 'might', 'could' and 'there is a possibility' no longer apply and is replaced with 'will'. I Will Die. It takes away the feeling of hope and chance because of regardless of what happens in between my end result will always be the same. I have time, it's not nothing but it isn't great because in theory no one ever wants to leave all that they love behind, nor do they want a clock put on their time left. But I'm sitting here listening the clock incessantly ticking, thinking : "where the fuck do we go from here?"

A short story I wrote for furious fiction

A poetic, personal essay on the dangers of preaching Christian values as love and truth.

Nana Osei Brempong

Inspired by the "Me Too" and "Times Up" movement. Why have we a society swept sexual assault under the rug as if it is a normal thing that happens in the daily life? Why do we Women have to worry about not being paid as much as our male coworkers? We must end the silence and raise awareness. In my way of helping I will be writing poems and statements to help spread the word of the whole movement.

When I was born, they gave me the watch. It started with 17 years, 3 months, 5 hours, 39 minutes, and 17 seconds. Now, I watch, excited, as it ticks down. 5 seconds. 4 seconds. 3 seconds. 2 seconds. 1 second. For that one beautiful moment, it says seven days. Seven days, and the most important thing of my life will happen. Will I meet my true love? Will I finally get accepted into my dream college? That sounds wonderful, but I can't help thinking... What if it's something dreadful? ~not completed.

Rufus Woodbead is one of the most successful directors in the world, but with a new movement brewing and growing worldwide, the world in which he had overwhelming comfort has turned their back on him.

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This is more of a blog than a story, but if it gets a good following ill make it a story. I will be posting roughly once a week. I am open to constructive criticism. Thanks for taking the time to have a look at it! I picked non- fiction as the genre, because this is the realest shit I've ever written.

Legit just, Unus Annus oneshots. Not really much to say besides some are inspired off of random ideas I have or incorrect quotes I made, but besides that uh, yeah ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (Also let it be known that any and all of these are not ship fics unless specified. Okay bye-)

One missed call and suddenly, you're receiving death threats from someone you used to know. Someone long forgotten... (Also, a few other mini horrors)

TW if mental health stuff freaks you out. (There will be stuff about anxiety and other disorders as well.)

This poem is an ode to every girl, to every woman who has been left unsatisfied, harassed, assaulted or raped or by her man or some other man. Since the clock started ticking, women have been oppressed and subjugated by some uncivilised men and other immoral women. It is time we bring the change and even yet, lead the change to make this world a better place for little girls to reside in. If you too believe that #time'sup , kindly read my poem, leave your constructive feedback and share and vote! Let's strive towards a change for good! :) With loads of love, Xoxo, Sofia✨

"It was like.. I'm dancing so happily on the edge, but the fall is so painful and long." Downhills of the bright side.

AU Joseph is a normal boy.He does what he normally does everyday.Takes a shower,brushes his teeth,gets dressed, And puts on his watch that ticks down the time he has left before he dies.

The Mad Hatter and The White Rabbit are trying to unravel the truth of who killed Alice and the other four that followed her death. Hatter goes even more mad then usual trying to solve the mystery of who murdered his wife. * * * * * * * * * This is a fanfic based off Tim Burton's version of 'Alice In Wonderland.' All of the 'Ace' chapters are flashbacks. Just wanted to make that clear😜😄👍 Btw, this is my first story that's written in present tense... so please don't be hard on me😅