Timesup Stories

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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.

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

The feeling of not being understood.

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.

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.

A short story I wrote for furious fiction

A boy (Steven) keeps on getting muddled up in these situations that are hard to get out of.

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

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😅

This book is the re-imagining of a passion project of hope and inclusion across genres, media and forms of expression. The Pussyhat Collection is a curated safe space to express and explore through commentary, poems, short stories and art. No matter what our pronouns are - we all have dreams, doubts, and maybe a victory story or two. Each month, a new theme will be revealed by the gracious contributions of guest artists and writers. The inbox of @MizUndahStood is open for suggestions, comments and inquiries about submissions.

What if you have only had one week to live. What would you do? Would become more outgoing? Live out your dreams? Stand up to a bully? Have your first kiss? My name is Grace Durnam and I officially have one week to live. And trust me, this week is going to be one heck of a ride.

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.

"Power always pretends to care, but girls like me are stoned when their clothes are torn off, and boys like him are forever forgiven for being 15." A personal essay on the truth of coming forward as a sexual assault survivor, this 5,000 word short piece tells the story of my court case. Brutally honest and heartbreakingly candid, I expose my deepest secret, I expose what it took to survive, I expose the truth.

Waiting. All of us are waiting for something. But one day, we find we've been waiting for too long. The darkness grows. Grows stronger... Then, your time runs out.