Juliana Burbank

I am an aspiring author, and I love writing fiction, fantasy, poetry (it is usually about real life experiences or sad stuff). I love reading, and I want to have my own business, and I hope to be inspiration to others and receive inspiration. I am currently writing a book. I love kotlc, Hunger games, ect.

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❤️Fitzroy Avery Vacker❤️

Juliana Burbank

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Note to readers:

Sorry Team Keefe Fans (not sorry)

Earbuds in.

Lying on his bed, completely still.

He only listens to music that resonates with him, that matters to him.

Silent tears.

The only way to get away,

Because he knows nobody understands, not even _her_.

Sadness not acknowledged.

Anger shunned.

And for the others, it is always his fault.

Fame taken away.

Family betraying him.

And ...

Poetry

MDABOL - Prologue

Juliana Burbank

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“I knew I’d regret it if I didn't say it right now.”

“I can't. You know I can't…”

“Because you promised?” I yell hysterically. We'd been over this many times, and I respected him for it, but I could not keep going back and forth.

So I tell him, “This needs to end, Finn.”

I feel tears leaking from my eyes, falling down my cheeks as he says the words that I had feared for weeks. But as he says ...

Romance

YA fiction

Silence, A Priceless Gift

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

Silence was a priceless gift.

One only I could understand.

Whereas some people enjoy talking on the train,

I sit by myself in solidarity to think.

When I go outside with my family,

My mother has my sister,

And my father has my brother,

And I like being alone to think.

But now, sitting at the desk,

I need noise.

I can’t be alone with my thoughts,

The thoughts that push me lower, into a pit of ...

Poetry

Is It Real, Or Is It A Game?

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

Is it real,

All those looks of admiration?

Or is it a game,

To see how hard she falls?

Is it real,

That you want to know her name?

Or is it a game,

So you can tell them who it was who fell?

Is it real,

Going out of your way to be near her, to see her?

Or is it a game?

Tell, please,

Is it real, or is it a game?...

Poetry

The Face I Might Never See Again

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

Your face.

I never saw enough of it.

But when I did, you saw me for who I was.

And I loved you for that.

Your face.

I should have said something before it was too late.

But when I saw your face, I could not remember who I was,

Let alone why I was there.

And I loved you for that.

Your face.

I should have talked with you more often.

But when we did, I did not have to pretend.

And I loved you for ...

Poetry

Romance

Imaginary

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

My little friend. I’m with her. When she’s lonely, and when she’s not. I am the perfect friend. I am an actual friend, her only friend. She told me she would never forget me. And she didn’t. Until she did. Then I turned from a friend that she knew to an imaginary friend, a lonely one too. She’s forgotten about me, she does not see me. My only friend, now grown and gone. And I will stay, forever th...

Freedom

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

**Freedom**

_Your own…_ Free will

_Your own…_ Rights

_Your own…_ Empowerment

_Your own…_ Expression

_Your own…_ Dream

_Your own…_ Opportunity

_Your own…_ Moral compass...

Poetry

If Only

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

If victory had a literal taste,

If only.

If victory had a literal taste,

It would taste of water.

Satisfying, when earned,

Nothing when not.

If Victory would have a taste,

It would taste of Tamarind.

Sweet at first,

Sour at last, for all of the morally wrong things that were done to get here.

If victory had a literal taste,

If only....

Poetry

Prologue

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

Note to readers: I do not have a title for this book, so I will refer to it by the name of the chapter. I promise the next book will have a title. Any ideas?

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“Scarlett… I need to tell you something,” says a voice, Grayson. Hazelnut Hair, blue eyes. I’d know that voice anywhere. But it sounded different. Nervous. I had a feeling I knew w...

Romance

I Will See You Again

Juliana Burbank

1 min read

_I will see you again._

The wind blows my hair. I’m standing on the edge again. I see you in the distance, and I know I can only reach you this way.

_I will see you again_.

This is where I belong. Fighting each day, to win. I reach my hands out to welcome the wind, to control it. A shiver runs down my spine. It is time. I am ready.

_I will see you again._

You need to know that I am no...