Gabs😜

Hey! I’m just a troubled girl who deals with the struggles of being a teenager through writing. All while listening to Ghost for hours on end and editing my novel.

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Gabs😜

Hey! I’m just a troubled girl who deals with the struggles of being a teenager through writing. All while listening to Ghost for hours on end and editing my novel.

245

Writings

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I Cannot Be Different

Gabs😜

1 min read

I don’t want to stick out like a weed in a field of wildflowers.

For if I do, I will risk myself getting ripped from the ground.

I will be as good as dead....

Poetry

YA fiction

Surviving With The Inventor’s Daughter

Gabs😜

2 min read

In the semi-darkness, the pebbles on the ground look like coffee beans. It remind me of the smooth cacao drink my creator made just as I’d awaken every morning. He’d sip slowly while smiling under his mustache. Morning were brighter with him. But now that has been snuffed. He is gone and I don’t know where he is.

This pillar of heat and light, this fire, slowly warms Clementine’s canned food. Her...

YA fiction

Science fiction

The Very Hungry Duck

Gabs😜

2 min read

I smell blood on him.

It mingles with his cologne, giving it a subtle metallic tang.

I get up from our picnic, clutching tightly to my purse. Slowly, I reach for my pepper spray.

“Caroline, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing, Jason. I just uh…am having a family emergency.”

“You’re horrible at lying, you know. Is it something I said? You can tell me.”

“No! No! It’s…” My heart lodges in my thro...

Thriller

YA fiction

Happy Birthday To Me

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1 min read

When I bring the first forkful of cake to my lips, I taste victory. The strawberry flavor that spreads across my tastebuds reminds me to the fact that I’ve army crawled another year on this Earth. All the long, stretched days in my cramped, barren home led up to this. In spite of everything and everyone, it was worth it.

All my windows are open, and I can feel the eyes of every passerby looking i...

YA fiction

Limbo Runaway

Gabs😜

2 min read

“I’m not what you think I am.”

I clasp my hand over her mouth and pull her further into the closet before she could utter more. Our seeker counts down: 3…2…1. We stumble through old shoe boxes, pass through curtains of shirts, and tuck ourself into a cramped corner surrounded by purses. Our wall of protection.

“Shut up, Kasey! Do you want them to find us?!” I whisper. “The game has only just st...

YA fiction

History’s Gift

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1 min read

I pour through every page with awe. It’s been years since I’ve cracked open a book, yet alone found the time to. There is so much information for me, so much I can learn.

So far, this has been the best birthday gift I’ve ever received. I lean back onto my pillow and hug the books to my chest. “This is beyond wonderful!” I cry out to no one in particular.

Avion’s footnotes are on almost every pa...

Fantasy

The Key Bearer

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1 min read

The life of a Key Bearer is quite the lonely one. You are the sole responsibility of the world’s darkest secrets. To ensure none of them are found, the ties that bind you to your loved ones are broken. You will never meet another soul for the rest of your existence.

I had taken this job because I was at a low point in my life. Each loss, however minor, dug me deeper into the hole I trapped mysel...

YA fiction

Fantasy

A Hasty Morning

Gabs😜

2 min read

I wake up before my alarm, and when my eyes shut, my brain runs with thoughts of her. She works the same shift as I do. She makes the eight hours slip through my fingers.

On the back of my chair, a black dress with daisies on it drapes over the top. I cannot see the nearly invisible seams of the small hole I closed days prior. Even with the pulling of putting it on, not a single stitch wavers, n...

YA fiction

Who I Give My Love To

Gabs😜

1 min read

The only sort of love I will give every day is the kind that is awarded to myself....

Poetry

YA fiction

Teeth

Gabs😜

2 min read

In a heart-shaped box, my mother kept her children’s teeth. It was the only thing my father let her keep after the divorce.

Whenever my brothers and I stayed at her apartment for the weekend, she would move the box from her bedroom to the mantle of the fireplace. She would refresh us on the many unorthodox methods we’d use to pull our loose teeth out. There would be the typical string on the door...

YA fiction

Mystery