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Emma was warned. She was warned not to read the note. But she did. And now terrible things happen. But who is it? Want to find out ?... You'll have to read the note ...

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.

A short story I wrote for furious fiction

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

|| ONC 2020 || Round One Qualifier When Cara was asked out by a cute guy at school, she had no reason to say no... or to believe it would be one of the worst decisions of her life. A year later and she is still dealing with the trauma, attending a support group for survivors of sexual assault. When a fellow classmate named Tabitha joins the support group, Cara is terrified she'll tell everyone at school her secret. She knows she's supposed to rely on the other members but can't help feeling that something is off about Tabitha. Refusing to trust her, Cara decides to keep her distance. That is until Tabitha tells the story of her own assault, the details of which sound eerily familiar to Cara. Realizing they have much more in common than simply sharing a support group, the two of them work together to pick up the pieces of their shattered pasts. But when another girl comes forward with a similar story, they decide picking up the pieces just isn't enough. The three of them hatch a plan... one that will lead them down a destructive path toward violence, vengeance, and murder. || ᴏɴᴄ 2020 ﹣ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ 68 || ᵞᵒᵘ ᵐᵉᵉᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒᶰᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ˒ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵈᶤᵍᵍᶤᶰᵍ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉᶤʳ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ᶤᵗ ᵗᵘʳᶰˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶠ ᶜʳᶤᵐᵉˢ ʰᵃˢ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉᵐˑ ᴺᵒᶰᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᶜʳᶤᵐᵉˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵒᶠᶠᶤᶜᶤᵃˡˡʸ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ˢᵒˡᵛᵉᵈˑ

Rohit, a small town boy falls in love with a girl named Pihu in the city of dreams, Mumbai. One night when he returns home to their newly brought apartment, he found Pihu brutally killed infront of her leaving him devastated. Tag along with us to unravel the mystery behind Pihu's murder in this series of Easily broken !!!

"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.

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.

Terminal. A word that changes everything. The words 'might', 'could' and 'there is a possibility' no longer apply and is replaced with 'will'. I Will Die. It takes away the feeling of hope and chance because of regardless of what happens in between my end result will always be the same. I have time, it's not nothing but it isn't great because in theory no one ever wants to leave all that they love behind, nor do they want a clock put on their time left. But I'm sitting here listening the clock incessantly ticking, thinking : "where the fuck do we go from here?"

What would happen if our planet was the other way around, of the way people treat other people, how guys treat girls and how girls treat guys.

Feminism- the advocacy of women's rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes. (Short & Bold)

"It was like.. I'm dancing so happily on the edge, but the fall is so painful and long." Downhills of the bright side.

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.

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.