Sum Stories

She learned early that animals listened to her. Not in the way people listened-half-distracted, already preparing their response-but in a deeper, older way. A way that felt like still water after a storm. As a child, she was the one called when a dog refused to be leashed, when a barn cat went feral with fear, when a horse trembled and rolled its eyes white at the edge of panic. She would kneel, or stand quietly, or simply exist nearby, and the chaos would soften. Muscles loosened. Breaths slowed. Even the wild ones-hawks caught in netting, seals stranded on shore, a bull shark circling too close to swimmers-responded as though she'd spoken a language no human remembered teaching. No animal ever hurt her. Not once. She never carried the small scars other children did: no cat scratches tracing her wrists, no dog bites on her calves, no swollen welts from bees or wasps. In summer, insects landed on her skin and lifted off again, gentle, unafraid. Horses lowered their heads for her. Snakes slid past her bare feet without striking. The sea itself seemed to quiet when she entered it, waves settling as if recognizing her weight. Animals didn't just trust her. They yielded. But to her, it never felt like power. It was simply how things were. Like having steady hands. Like knowing which way was north without checking the sky. She assumed everyone felt this closeness, this calm, and that animals were merely misunderstood-reacting to fear, to noise, to the sharp edges of human impatience. It wasn't until much later, when someone else tried to do what she did and failed spectacularly, that she began to realize the truth. The world was loud to animals. And she was not.

A few months ago my life was completely normal like any teenage boys is. Hanging around with mates, playing football, you know normal boy things. Rex Wolfy is a normal teenage boy until a few months ago. He goes from popular to being secretive and ultra weird to other teenage boys. Will anyone find out why?

We we're too focused on our own dreams that we didn't know what the reality is...... Dreams will be realised if we open our eyes......Is it better if we just keep our eyes closed? Can't we just sleep a little longer and enjoy our dreaming while we still have all this time? LOUISSE CHARMEINE TORRES KAI NATHAN GARCIA

A girl with a secret, a big one at that. She ends up going to a new school Mets people meets enemies, she is hiding the truth as much as possible3 but it's all over the media. Can she keep it?

Children's books

first story no hate PLS DO NOT TAKE SERIOUSLY WE ARE TWO ASIAN GIRLS AND WE DON'T EVEN KNOW

Collins Elizabeth doesn't have the most enviable life out there, starting with her backwards name to the frizzy mass of curls they call hair on her head. She's awkward, and the nicest synonym to describe her is cute. And to top it all, she has a father who can't see that his obviously heinous girlfriend is out to get her. But when her stepmother-to-be's malicious plan backfires and she ends up at a house full of hot boys for the summer, her life is finally turning around. So what if she's not as pretty as Snow White when she's got seven Prince Charmings? humorous modern take on "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"

Jaidyn did the unthinkable, she survived high school. Now she was setting off for a summer long journey to a California beach house with her three best friends for some summer fun. Summer flings, parties and tons of boys were the only things on Jaidyn's mind. Until she met Jeremy that is. He was so different from all the other guys Jaidyn went for, but maybe that was why he was so special. His mysterious aura does absolutely nothing to drive Jaidyn away, if anything it steers her closer. What happens to "just a summer fling?"

People have secrets, but they are hidden, buried in their hearts. You'll never know those secrets but sometimes you decide to take a risk and trust them. (Ashton Irwin au story)

lmao this is a joke