Femalewriter Stories

I want nothing more than to go home. I want to see my family again, I want to lay in my bed, I want to laugh with my friends. I can't, though, I'll never get home. I'll never feel the raw sun beaming on my skin, I'll never have late-night talks with my best friend. I am no longer a part of society, I am stranded here.

A story made by me........ Welcome to Empire at the edge. A mystery book with hate , love , sadness and every emotion that can bring you at the edge ........ its also on Instagram - uncovered_faith

Just some poems I wrote that I wanted to share. Cover made by me

Do you struggle with your thoughts? One minute you're okay and then the next minute you're breaking down into tears? One minute you want to be around others then the next minute your mind is telling you "You should be alone, because no one wants you around."? One minute you're smiling, then the next minute you just can't shake your frown? Maybe it's not the people around you. Maybe your mind is your real monster.

The lemons' pulps are squeezed on these pages, its juice used as ink.

A piano tries his best to tell the vicissitudes of his theatre to an old friend, without omitting the part that he played in the lives of all the characters. Full of mystery, this is the story of a couple of people who, living their life, happened to get involved in corruption, murder, mafia, love, and liberation, some ending up in a nice little town, and some becoming living dead inside an old theatre.

Another poetry book from the depths of my almost healing heart and crazy mind.

Here lies all of the quotes and poems I wrote at the age of 14. At this time I was a Freshmen in Highschool and navigating through many things by myself. As I look at these again, I'm proud of myself that I allowed myself to have an outlet. Some of these I wrote in happier and higher places than others. So with that being said, I hope you may find comfort and enjoy these.

This story is about two sisters named Alexis and Dearra who was hidden all their lives because they're family are drug lords. What happens when August and Ken finds them

Chasity Whitmore is left picking up the pieces after the sudden death of her mom. At the tender age of 17 she is up against the biggest problem of her life. Her baby sisters Mya is sent to live with her asshole of a dad. Chasity and 10 month old Santana are sent to a foster home. When she turns 18 she is kicked to fend for herself. She has only one goal to get her sisters back together and nothing will stop her from doing that.

Cutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings. A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat light hearted rhyming poems that I have written.

Idk but theres murder and talk of blood to please be wary

Step into a world where the towering trees are so vast that their ranches stretch for miles, casting shadows over the forest floor and concealing creatures that have never seen the sky. Deep in the heart of this enchanted forest lies a village hidden in the grass, where residents have lived in fear of their children being taken for years. But despite their precautions, the disappearances have started again. This story follows a young boy named Dren, a boy born into a world of fear and overprotection. Dren's generation was instilled with the knowledge of safety, and how to survive in the terrifying world. Dren practiced safety daily. He found solace and normality in taking elaborative steps to avoid danger. However, when he is forced to leave the safety of his home, he realizes that the world he knew is not what it seems. Join Dren on his journey as he discovers that the village he has always called home is not as safe as he once thought, and that his future lies beyond the confines of his sheltered life.

All my sadness is now significant. A collection of original prose and poetry collected over time.

The Blackout is a collection of poems written using the blackout technique. Taking words from other books, these poems will create something entirely new, from existing works.

The Bell Jar best quotes by Sylvia Plath

This was written as practice for my CXC CSEC English A 2016 exams. I finally decided to share it. This was the question. Question 2: Write a story which ends with the following line, 'Now, I always lock the door behind me.'

I love to write poetry! So this is the poetry that I write all the time! Enjoy!