She reaches for his hand longing for the warmth of it. He accepts it and puts his other hand on her cheek. They put their foreheads and noses on each other’s. She kisses him softly. He puts his lips on hers and reaches deep inside her and searches for her heart. She willingly gives it to him. They don’t care who sees them in the busy street because they are lost in each other.

(Authors Note ✍️

I have never had a boyfriend execpt for in first grade, but I don’t think that counts sooooooooooooooo I used stuff I’ve seen in movies and read in books and imagined in my mind because I am a hopeless romantic.💘)

( P.S. To: Just Another Teenage Girl

You can imagine him as a biker! 🙃)

He keeps on

More and more

He can’t stop

“I love you”

He tells me

I run on

The inside

But you don’t run from love?

Confused and

Scared. No

Way home.

Tear falling

Cut deep.

Deeper.

A river. Make a river.

Flowing. Stream.

Scarlett.

Bandage it. Cover it.

Doctors try.

Doctors fail.

Doctors send me to him.

He is kind.

I am not beautiful. I am nothing. **He says I am beautiful. **He says I am something.

Finally,

Love

It was all becoming real.

Luke pushed me agianst the wall and started to kiss me. I shouldn’t have let him into my room. He felt so good. His strong fingers ran through my hair.

I tried to slide away from him because of fear that my dad would come in and spoil our fun, but he kept me there, lips on mine.

I finally ducked under his arms and put a robe around myself and reached for the door, but he grabbed my collar and stared into my eyes. I looked away from him and started for the door. I felt the cold doorknob and turned my wrist, refusing to turn around.

“I wouldn’t try that, Darling.” He said. The door was locked from the outside. When I turned, I saw him smiling like a pychopath. “Luke?” I said. He reached into his pocket and grabbed his pocket knife.

“Sweetie.” I said. His smiled twisted into a frown. He charged at me with it pointing at my chest. I dove onto the bed to get out of the way. He is to strong for me to fight him. I only had a few minutes to convince him otherwise.

I calmly walked towards him, which puzzled him, and removed the knife from his hand while his guard was down. He let me take it.

I threw the knife into the wall and pushed him onto the bed and kissed him so that he wouldn’t kill me. I kissed him for a few seconds and removed my robe. I ran my hands along his sides and kissed him again. He put a hand beneath my armpit. I had put a spell on him.

I yelled, “Cut!” And walked offset towards the dressing room.

Writer’s Note✍️—————————————————

Hey! Sorry I haven’t writen in a while. I have divorced parents and only have devices at one home.

I am taking a vote for if you want me to continue

A) Hunger Games? Mabye Tommorrow B) Witches of the Woods C) Stitches

Thank you!

Master said that i am beautiful. That is why he didn’t experiment on my face. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He has wrinkles on his face. They show when he smiles. He wears a lab coat with stains. He has goggle glasses and stands hunched over.

I have stitches.

( i had to keep my streak.

To be continued)

I look. I see. A museum for me.

I pay for a ticket at the front and walk inside.

In front if me is a wall.

I can turn right or left. The confusing part is that on the wall there is a sign:

                                    ONE WAY

<——————————————————————————>

I can’t decide which way to go. I close my eyes and turn right. Then i look. At the body on the ground.

I turn and start to run out the door. I look at a security guard and he says.

“One exhibit only”

Then he laughs. —————————————————- Author’s note✍️

I kinda wanna start a mini series on my page. I don’t know what to write about. Any ideas?

I was told i had to do a science fair project. (Mine would have to involve light) I stressed out and overcompensated, trying to get it right.

When the day finally came, i found an anxious part of me. All of the sudden, i really had to pee.

I knew my project was great. But then i started looking for all of my mistakes.

The judges came and looked at my lemon lighting up a light bulb. I mentally fell and became a pulp.

They smiled and walked away. I rose up from the ground.

The time came to hear the overall judge. My energy lemon made the final cut.

I held up my first place medal, and smiled with glee. Oh no! I forgot not to pee.

“Run” I whispered to Polly, who was straggling behind me. The grass tore at my legs. I could see she wanted to stop. Up above the trees seemed to laugh. We ran faster. I had to escape. I cluched my spellbook in my arms. Mother’s words were still repeating in my head:

“Run away, fast before they catch you.” Bye Mother.

I don’t know how she said it so calmly. I wanted to cry but knew my heart was cold as rock. I am a witch.

I turned. Polly was far behind. She, my sister, didn’t matter anymore. She was only in the way. The ground was shaking, trying to make her and I fall. The trees were being torn up from the ground with a mysterious magic making them rise. Then fall. Come crashing right in front of me. I turned and saw a tree that had fallen behind her rise about 4 feet off the ground. Then the tree’s ivy reached out and grabbed her, pulling her underneath the tree, the tree fell, hopefully killing her.

She wasn’t a real witch of course. Not important. Mother and I just wanted to make her feel like she was ‘one of us’. Of course she wasn’t. Little naive girl, couldn’t even do the spells.

I had to stop what was happening… no not Polly. The shaking of trees. I opened my spellbook as i ran. I need to risk this. I flipped through the pages until I found it.

A moment in time.

Majal Magal. Elentima To. Use this spell as a save for two. Majal Magal. Elentima To. Or as a spell for you. Majal Magal. Elentima To. For that you’ll have to bend the rule. Majal Magal. Elentima To. Use your magical jewel.

I held up my necklace which was on my neck that my mother had given me. The earth became still.

The leaves falling stopped in the air.

I’d done it. Yes. My first spell out of training school.

The trees. They spoke. They… repeated my spell. Over. And Over. Again. And Again.

I saw a cottage in the trees. An old witches cottage. A classic.

I ran towards it.

I opened the door. There were witches brewing potions. They didn’t give me even the satisfaction of a glance. I knew that I will grow to like these witches.

“Hello Mother. I’ve come for a visit.”

First of all I wanna tell you to READ the Hunger Games by Suzzane Collins because it slays the day. Do not be afraid of the violence. Comment about it if you’ve read it. ————————————

“Mom! Why is this dress so itchy? I don’t wanna wear it!” Says Alisa

“Darling”, her sweet mother says, “It is the reaping, you have to look your best!”

“Ugh!” She responds ———————————— Later we find her in the woods.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuh! Mommy I need you to help me kill this prey!”

“Remember, there is a rule that says we can’t hunt in these woods.”

“But I wanna!”

“Be quiet or we’ll be caught.”

Alisa sticks her tounge out and blows a raspberry at her poor mother.

“COME GET ME YOU DUMB PEACEKEEPERS!” Alisa screams at the top of her lungs.

“Honey! Be quiet.” Her mother says clenched between her yellowish teeth.

Alisa rolls her eyes.

Peacekeepers show up behind them with guns. They ignore Alisa’s screams and refuse to kill her or her sweet mother for some reason… ———————————— (I’m too lazy to write more, I’ll try to do a part two. To answer the prompt, she chooses a iphone 15 or something.)

I walked to the magic shop, my friends all pushed me on to go there.

“Go! Go! Go!” They chanted.

I couldn’t say no.

I opened the door and heard a bell ring. No employies.

My friends were standing in a group on the opposite side of the street on a side walk.

I walked in and looked around. ‘Creepy’ I thought.

All around were dark magic things. I picked up a bottle it read, ‘killing your enemies’.

What kind of magic is this?

There was a book on a shelf. I reached to grab it when a girl appeared in front of me. Finally someone who can help me.

“NO” she screamed. Then she disappeared. What was that? Am I going crazy?

I grabbed the book.

All the sudden she didn’t feel so good. She wanted to throw up. Who was she… it is I… No I really must be going crazy.

As the darkness sank into the veins she felt the evil take over her.

Her friends are gone.