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I am a young writer who likes writing any type of genre and my favorite subject in school is writing. I love feedback on some stories, and I’ll think about your advice in my upcoming posts!

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Liv

I am a young writer who likes writing any type of genre and my favorite subject in school is writing. I love feedback on some stories, and I’ll think about your advice in my upcoming posts!

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The Aftermath

Liv

1 min read

The day was dreadful, suspenseful, scary.

A bunch of weight on my shoulders, I carry.

I never meant to hurt her,

I was just honest, then it all went in a blur.

I’m home now, crying to myself.

She’s probably crying as well to herself.

I don’t know how apologize and make this better,

Maybe I could send a text, call, write a letter.

Maybe I should just not do anything, not say sorry.

I’m sorry, I’m...

Poetry

Drama

Sunshine?

Liv

1 min read

The sunshine is bold, so I have been told.

It’s like a feeling you get with someone,

The feeling is warm, cozy, nice, and safe.

Although I will not know what that warmth is.

I have never seen the blinding sunlight,

Never seen the warm, cozy, nice, and bright.

I hope I get to see and feel it soon.

For that I am the dark side of the moon....

Poetry

Toddler, Child, Kid

Liv

1 min read

A child wants freedom,

A child wants to get away from being ‘trapped’.

A child wants to have a job, no school.

A child continuously wants to jump in the pool.

Kids want attention,

Kids want love.

Kids want everything they desire,

They want to be on top of the world, above.

Toddlers want toys,

Toddlers want games.

They never want to share,

Never have their toys the same.

They want what they want...

Poetry

Humour

Real Or Fake?

Liv

2 min read

Maria rises from the soft mattress of pillows and blankets, not realizing of what was lurking in the shadows. She woke up to a faint, but annoying, buzzing and ringing sound in her ear. It seemed high-pitched, yet she had no idea, since she just woke up. She felt irked by this, so she tried to wake up her other friends in the same room, but they wouldn’t budge; only the sounds of snoring and movin...

Science fiction

Mystery

The Timing Is Right

Liv

1 min read

I start my job, night to dawn,

Wearing a name tag that shows my name is John.

Patients are coming and going, in and out.

But, some don’t go out.

I look in my bag with tools, and I see a note,

Unsure of what it wrote.

It reads, “I’m coming, Lory, don’t worry. You won’t be alone anymore, when I come let me through the door. I’ll see you soon and I love you.”

I was not certain of why this was here,...

Poetry

Romance

PRAY

Liv

1 min read

I prayed this was one of my smaller mistakes.

I will do whatever it takes

To make sure that I didn’t mess up

And make sure that everything didn’t corrupt.

I hope I never do this again,

To be in this position again.

All I did was something I love,

Now I have hate.

I hurt him, I hurt myself, I hurt overall,

Right as it happened, I stalled.

I told myself, “Why?”

And I sit there, crying in between s...

Poetry

Action

No One Believes My Story

Liv

1 min read

I work at Chuck E. Cheese, and it is not fun. No one likes the job, so no one puts effort in. Of course, I need to keep this job and get raises, so I actually do things. That made me the key bearer, of course.

One day, I was closing. Everyone went home and it was about 1 o’clock in the morning. I thought I was hearing noises, but I didn’t think anything of it. Until, I heard footsteps.

I closed ...

Mystery

Horror

Monster Man

Liv

1 min read

I’ve created a monster.

I don’t care what people think.

The monster is myself, bad.

From the lies, hate, betrayal.

I’ve created a monster.

My heart is currently broke.

It can’t be fixed by no one.

I’ve created a monster…...

Poetry

Drama

Betray

Liv

1 min read

I found a new game

The game is fun but it’s old

It’s called friends lying

(It’s a haiku if you are wondering why it’s so short)...

Poetry

Drama

Pavement

Liv

1 min read

He strolls the pavement, waiting for something

Something to come, like birds that sing

He’s rough on the inside and outside

Waiting for someone to just give him a ride

His heart is cracked, shattered, broken

He never has his time to shine, like a diamond token

No one sees his potential, or gives him a chance

Just strolls along the sidewalk with the same stance

He’s ravenous, unable to fix it

H...

Poetry

Adventure