Short Story Collection
short stories i wrote back in middle school.viewers discretion advised: very cringey :D…
Faded
I came back 10 years later, to the place I once called home. It was where I created unforgettable memories, both tearful, sad, and joyful.But it's where I suffered most as a child. As a naive, mere child, I taught myself it's ok; I forced myself into thinking it's all ok; I glued the thoughts into my head, telling my self it was all okay. But now once I reflect on my prior actions, I realize it's not ok, and it will never be. To let yourself be bullied, and used as a punching bag, isn't ok. Now it's too late. I can't go back. What I did, I did. And I can never change that. Ever.I stepped foot into the old house. It was a place I treasured once. It was filled with life and optimism, but the way I see it now, I feel it's simply all.. faded.…
Contest Entries
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Bitter Too Late
It's all falling apart.…
Strength Within (#LaterHaters)
If you haven't given up so far, then don't ever. Don't let them tell you who you are. No matter what. Define yourself. You've heard this many times, but I'm going to repeat it:Don't.Give.Up.[ONE OF THE TOP TEN FINALISTS FOR THE WATTPAD AT&T LATER HATERS CONTEST]…