Knowing Stories

Bunch of art. Probably not mine unless said so. If you know who made it please let me know. I find these on Google. Enjoy, if you don't then leave. Cuz I don't like people who are jerks.

Its not beautiful. Its just words. words from Mae. Life, death, love, hate. They all play there part here. With the words Mae wrights. It might not make sense to most people. But for that small amount of people, it means something. It show that there no the only ones suffering with others mistakes and there own.

Just things about being socially awkward, being antisocial, being introverted and having social anxiety. Let's make it a club okay?

The curse

Analie thought she was a normal teenage girl and her biggest problem was making sure to not sound like a squeaky mouse when a guy actually spoke a sentence to her. Yet, when she hit freshmen year she found out she wasn't normal. No normal person can control a person just be thinking something while touching them! So, Analie hides and stays away from having contact with anyone, and the only person who knows about her power is her older sister, Kathy. But when the new boy, Kale comes to their small town, and is the first one to take notice of her makes her wonder: Is this for better or for worse? AuThOr'S nOtE: I had previously started posting this story so if you read this and believe you've read something exactly the same is it may be from my old account. Or someone has similiar taste in storyline which isn't exactly good.

A short poem.

Words of Advice. Be yourself. Knoviember Reign Hill (A.K.A Knovie) Learns through out her high school years that being yourself is sometimes the only thing you can do. Seize the day...

I don't have much to tell you for certain, but I do want to tell you what I feel, and ask you what you feel about it.

'I'm sorry, you are 25 minutes too late...' 'Maybe my love will come back someday.. Only heaven knows..' Put timing and love together, side by side, and it will be such a sad and tragic thing. This is a one-shot.

Tony felt ice in his veins. That was the kid, his kid. A peice of rebar through his leg, lying in a pool of blood. Battered and bruised. Tony should have known that this would happen, that someone would come back for him, for his family Or: Peter traumatizing his totally not dad. Or:Peter casually getting stabbed? (Cross posted on ao3)

melony snicket a girl who is stuck in the orphanige

Hey, You There! Would You read a book about a Murder Blamed on You? You really killed your stepmother on her birthday? wow! Or was it a dream, guess we will never know.