Unwritten Stories

freeform poetry, dialogue from a story I will never write, original quotes, and etcetera. all of these are my original works. all rights reserved © ho-ho-cham 2020

15 Year Old Scarlett Gray Knew what she wanted from the start,Her best friend betrayed that dream and made it her own. She Stole her brightest Idea yet. After Scarlett Publishes Her Book She gets Blamed for plagiarizing Her BEST FRIEND. Can Scarlett Prove her innocence? Or will her hard work crumble down?

~ Remember that you are never a burden And when the sky breaks out crying In the darkest moments of your life Never forget to dance in the rain ~ [Updates Tuesdays and Fridays weekly.]

telling you guys how i feel, man

~Things I never said~ Letting things out late at night...needed to get some things off my chest.

"You'll never know why he's like that to you, and when you do, you'll going to regret it." Fighting for someone you love isn't new, this story isn't new. Same clichéd plots, cringey names, and old rusting lines. But there's one thing I'm sure that is new, it's my feelings for you. -------- -f

Shriena doesn't know what she wants the world to remember her for-or even who she really is. She sits by the window, notebook open, pen hovering, yet the words stay hidden, buried beneath years of silent struggles and questions left unanswered. As she begins writing her memoir, she's forced to confront the shadows of her past, the fragile moments she's kept locked away, and the aching loneliness that lingers despite the world moving on around her. Each chapter she writes peels back another layer, revealing the truths she's been hiding-from herself most of all. With each page, Shriena inches closer to seeing her true self, hoping that somewhere between the lines, she'll finally uncover what it means to be whole.

This is mostly diary entry's..... In this story Riley hasn't had the best life, and it gets even worse whenever her brother gets deployed. Not only does she continuously get bullied, but she also gets played. Will Riley's life get better? Will she see her brother ever again? Check out my new story, I Tried!

It wasn't like most days, when I woke up today I felt cold and chilly as if I have been sitting outside on a side walk for hours during the night... In Rhode Island sitting on the side walk alone makes you look like a burn out. As I sat in bed with "the perks of being a wallflower" in my hands I hear my phone start to ring.. "Hello?" "Look outside." I knew the voice anywhere. Lounging in my flannel pajama pants and black cami, I peeked outside to see Danny. I picked up the phone back up to my ear and laughed. "Give me a minute" I searched my closet for a shirt to where to try to not look disgusting but, of course I threw on the black sofee's I had laying in the corner of my room and dodgeball shirt with my warn out converse. I ran outside and saw Danny. I wasn't surprised to see him because, this wasn't anything new... He talked to me like any other friends. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry this chapter was so boring... I'll try updating Dailey

Hoping to leave behind the oppressive instability of her drunken father and abusive step mother, Thalia Gregory begins life anew outside the crowded city of New York, trading in her depressing home life to live under the watchful care of her Aunt Beatrice and Uncle Thompson in a relevantly smaller Washingtonian city: Seattle. Thalia starts her first year of art college with her best friend at her side. The two undergo several hardships and trials while each figuring life out for themselves. While Cassel falls head over heels for a girl they'd only just met, Mike steals Thalia's heart... but can this troubled girl open up enough to trust him, and how hard will they fight to protect their budding romance?

^the rest is still

Wala pa excited

This is a book I'll never finish. It's filled with my burning feelings about "him" and "her" I will never reveal who they are. Just doing that whole "pronoun game". I'm a person that's hard to understand.

My first trail story...! Woh Aakhri page : A short emotional mystery... Kuch raaz likhe nahi jaate... Bas kisi diary ke ek kone mein chup jaate hain... Hindi || suspense trail story || ~ Created by Ishant | Coming soon...

Whispers from the Drafts is a collection of stories that began as fleeting thoughts, whispered to me on random days when inspiration struck. Each tale started with a spark - a keyword, an image, a burst of creativity - followed by hours of brainstorming and bursts of excitement... only to fade into forgotten drafts as the motivation waned. These stories, once buried in the corners of my mind, now have a chance to breathe, to live outside the confines of my imagination. Some are unfinished, others are fragmented, but all of them are pieces of what could have been. Now, they're here for you to discover. Because - sometimes even the best stories never leave the drafts.