Grace🌺

Grace🌺

Howdy! I’m 17 and I love writing! I love romance, humor, and thriller the best! šŸ˜˜šŸ˜šŸ˜šŸ¤—šŸ«¶šŸ» and I love nachos, tacos, and Mexican food! Including spicy stuff! I’m Christian! āœļø and btw, God is Good!! You always have a second chance!

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Memories

The lake. It’s all she sees in her eyes. In her memory. She had hoped visiting it would help soothe the memories. She was wrong. Very wrong. The hurt was fresh, tender.


She gently sat down and looked out over the view. The sky was gray and the water was rippling. A storm was coming in and she could smell the rain. A tear slid down her face, followed by another and another.


The world started goi...

Bills And Beer

Sebastian picked up the bottle and chugged the remains of the bottle. He loved his beer. Nothing would ever outweigh his love for it. Not even his wife or daughter.


He stood and threw a dollar on the bar and went out the swinging doors. Walking to his car, he grumbled about having to go home to a whiny woman and a daughter who cried too much.


Slamming his car door, he revved out of the lot. Pul...

Desolate

Empty. Vacant. Unoccupied. Bare. Blank. Desolate would describe his shallow eyes best.


Lonely. Saddened. Isolated. Forlorn. Desolate would describe his expression best.


Frightening. Intimidating. Horrifying. Scary. Desolate would describe what people think of him best.


But not me. I pity him. I have empathy.

What must have happened to him in the past to make him look this way?

Did his pretty la...

The Kiss… Or Not…

Time stood still, at least for Sarah Callowoski, who was staring deep into Marvin’s eyes. They were in love, or well so Sarah thought. She licked her lips and started leaning forward. She puckered her lips as her eyes slid closed and she kept leaning. She was finally going to have her first kiss! And with handsome Marvin Chuck! Only the most popular boy in the world and had the nicest hair! She wa...

Broken Hatred

(Be warned… this ends in heart break..šŸ’”)


ā€œI… I love you.ā€ She said blushing.

ā€œYou love me?ā€ He cocked a brow and the corner of his mouth slid up into a cocky smirk. ā€œWhy do you love me?ā€


ā€œWhat do you mean, ā€˜why do you love me’?ā€


ā€œI mean, what part of me made you fall in love?ā€


ā€œI love your joy, your arrogance, your..ā€ she eyes him up and down, ā€œlooks, your muscle, your kindness, gentleness. I...

Love

Mirror Mirror on the wall,

Will your catch me when I fall?

Can I rely on you, will you carry me through?

And the love I feel, could it be real?

Is the love for you, or me?

And how could it be?


I think it’s a myth.

I think it’s a lie.

I think it’s the person in the mirror that I love.

I think it’s my own reflection.

Maybe it’s my arrogance.

Maybe that’s why I feel the way I do.

Maybe that’s why I’...

Love Letters

May 1st, 2024


Sir, I am sorry to inform you that your mother passed this week. Sunday she woke feeling light headed, dizzy, and vomitting. Monday morning, she passed away. I am sorry for your loss and pray for a speedy recovery.


-Amy Jones, Hospital Informant.




May 4th, 2024


Mrs. Jones,

I am very grieved to hear the news, however I am eternally grateful that you took time to share and give yo...

Don’t leave, Clyde.

Abigail swiped away the tear dripping down her face. She knew her face was blotchy, but she didn’t care. ā€œClyde! Please! You can’t leave! You might die!ā€


Clyde smiled sadly. ā€œAbby, I don’t have a choice. It’s war. And I’ll try to return, but I can’t promise.ā€


Clyde put his arm around her and captured her lips in his own. ā€œBabe, what did eat last. You taste like garlic. Eww.ā€


Abigail laughed and...

Salvation

I’m panting now. I’ve been running through the forest, over roots and under branches. The woods are so thick, I can’t even see the sky. Finally, I reach the border of the woods. What? A river? Now what? I’m being pursued by a man, dressed in all black. I don’t know who he is, but he’s fast and gaining speed.


The wind is blowing my hair and I’m looking for a way across the river. I can swim, but t...

Justice Trap 😊

I’m going to try something different…

So usually people write from the victims pov. This time I want to do the bad guys pov, with a fair amount of justice served!



He cracked another grin behind the face mask he could now get away with because of covid. He was wearing a black hoodie and dark, dark jeans. His hood was pulled up and his mask was black.


He watched the little girl go down the slide...