puffdaisy

Alright so I've "hidden" all of my stories (except two [technically not hidden but I copied the text and made a new story and then deleted the one that was published]) and I'm going to re-write them. I was looking back and thought "what the hell did I write??" in ALL of my stories. So their going to be re-written, as well as Bruises but I'm not going to delete that one. I'm just going to go chapter by chapter and re-write.

puffdaisy

Alright so I've "hidden" all of my stories (except two [technically not hidden but I copied the text and made a new story and then deleted the one that was published]) and I'm going to re-write them. I was looking back and thought "what the hell did I write??" in ALL of my stories. So their going to be re-written, as well as Bruises but I'm not going to delete that one. I'm just going to go chapter by chapter and re-write.

puffdaisy

Working on a new story. I still haven't figured out a title. I'm not gonna start uploading till I'm about... half way finished with it. But heres a little snipit from it :) Enjoy
          
          Chapter 1:
          
          People say that life is a gift. A privlage even.. That you should never take it for granted and live every daylike its your last. But what  if you really did have only one day to live? What if you go to sleep tonight and never wake up? Would anyone miss you? Theres no way to really know unless you experience it. But the only way to experience it, is to die. So whos to really know?
          
          So many innocent people die every day. For no reason at all. Yet so many take that for granted. “That'll never happen to me.” you think. Till it does. One day you're laughing with your friends and then the next, your kidnapped on the way home from school locked in a basement. Younever really know whats going to happen. 
          
          It's hard. Not to take risks in your life. I mean, you only live once right? So why waste your days being boring and not doing anything to make it all worth while? But what if something happens to you. What if something happens...and you're no longer around? You're dead and gone. Nothing can bring you back.
          
          Cherish is a word used a lot in my life. Cherish you're family time, cherish the time with your friends, cherish that last meal, you might not live for the next one. It's hard to say when a person is going to die. It might be a year from now. Maybe 2. Maybe a month. A week. A day. An hour... a minute...right now..
          
          
          “Hold on sweetie...” my mother held my hand as I gasped for air. My lungs were on fire as we sped down the deserted highway. I clsoed my eyes and prayed. Prayed that if I died tonight, that my mother would move on. Move on with her life and not let my memory haunt her for the rest of her life. Who would want that?  To not be overwhelmed with grief. If I died tonight, I prayed for her to forget about me... the lung cancer stricken Aubrey Thompson.

wordlesswriter

Don't tell me my best's a werewolf
          
          Jayson Ashton had always been on the move so when his mother announced that Forks was to be their final stop, he couldn't be more happier to nail that "home-sweet-home" sign his childhood bestfriend gave him as a farewell gift. As he took his first few days in his new home, Jay found himself in trouble with the meanest yet most handsome guy in town. Also, somethings he only thought could exist in myths and legends begun to stir up in his presence. To put a cherry on top, his best friend had a hairy wolfy secret he intended to find out
          
          
          Character
           Jay ashton main character. he must be black haired brown eyed 
          Adam Ridger- jays bestfriend- typical american next boy. blonde hair blue eyes with a leathal panty dropping smile.
          Brent corrigan - the evil school meanie but oww so devastatingly handsome. my as well eat him. =) he had sandbrown hair and a set of the deepest blue eyes and cocky smile always plastered on his face.
          
          preference.. and this'll be an spoiler don't tell anyone. That chilhood friend Jay had who gave him the home-swet home sign was Brent so could you put on someone who is similar to Brent. =)

puffdaisy

----------IMPORTANT MESSAGE-------------
          I'm writing a new story! Oh gracious... On top of my many other stories, I would like to say this story is like nothing ever done on wattpad here. Well I dont think so. Here's a little sneek peek of my new story, Rent-A-Girl:
          
          "Mya, your doing good. Keep it up." Marcy whispered in my ear, as she came over to do the same as I had just done. She tilted the can up to her lips, letting the liquids dribble down her chin and onto her dress. Another round of disgusted grunts came from outside as she put the empty can down. We both walked over to the bed and sat down. My eyes fogged up thinking about loosing my best friend. I lost my mother and sister to these sick men and thats somehthing I wish to get revenge for.
          
          Thats it! :D So the story should start being posted around...hm...lets say July 21st. Im writing the first five chapters then posting each one at a different time so I can work on my other stories. Speaking of my other stories, I need some help! I would like to know if anyone is interested in being my co-writer and/or an editor for one of my books. You can choose which! Thanks for reading all this. I know it was a lot but I REALLY REALLY appreciate it. <3