riah <3

just a person who writes, trying to get through highschool-she/her- i’m also trying to get into poetry as well so, yeah! wish me luck… <3

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just a person who writes, trying to get through highschool-she/her- i’m also trying to get into poetry as well so, yeah! wish me luck… <3

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Sweet Red Wind

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1 min read

If victory had a taste, it would taste like sweet, red wine. It would taste like ecstasy in liquid form, washing away every ounce of doubt, drowning my worries in a single, intoxicating gulp.

I haven’t won much in life. But I’ll spare you the sob story. You've heard it all before, from others just like me. Right now, though, all I can feel is the rush—standing over the girl who met her end at my ...

Better to Burn

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1 min read

They say forgiveness is a virtue, but I’d rather keep my rage. I’d rather let it smolder under my skin, slowly becoming a beast.

Your words only feed it, sharp and bitter, slicing deeper, fueling the blaze. No mercy.

I can feel the burn, and the needles sinking in, reminding me of this madness, reminding me why I stay here. But I’d rather be this— a monster than the other side of me.

The side t...

Poetry

Don’t Think

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2 min read

I keep my face blank as the army’s general paces back and forth, his boots echoing in the cold stone hall.

If he catches me, I’m dead.

If I show any emotion, I’m dead.

_Don’t think. Don’t think._

“It seems we have a problem, soldiers,” the general says, his voice low and dangerous. “Do you want to know what that problem is?”

_Don’t think. Don’t think._

The general stops in front of...

YA fiction

Fantasy

Inconspicuous

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2 min read

It’s hard to be inconspicuous when you’re hanging upside down.

I glare at Noah, who stands below me, struggling to keep a straight face. I’d been too distracted by the floating crystals, and before I knew it, the magic had me dangling by my ankles 50 feet from the ground.

“You know, I could get you down if I wanted to,” he says, his voice a smooth mix of mockery and patience. “It’s my magic that...

Fantasy

Romance

Only One Version

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1 min read

Swirling green,

eyes bright with wonder,

life springing with every step you takes.

When no one is watching, who are you?

When their prying eyes and judgmental words,

are too far to reach,

a starved creature,

too tired to see the next day’s light.

When no one is watching, who are you?

When it’s okay to laugh-

such a wonder it is,

when that beast locked in your mind

isn’t whispering doubts to y...

Poetry

The Scars on Our Hearts

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1 min read

Ripped, shattered, torn,

words that describe the ragged mess that I am.

Gave him my heart,

blood, sweat, and tears,

devoted to the love that I thought was mine.

Wounds are suppose to heal,

stitching themselves over to reveal a scab,

but the scar on my heart will never go away.

A constant reminder of the darkness I went

through.

And even though I feel like I’m healed,

scars never truly go away....

Poetry

Two More Weeks

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4 min read

**_(Author’s Note: This is one of the longest stories I’ve ever written, but I promise it’s worth it. Thanks for reading! <3)

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“Again!”

Nikolai held his head in exhaustion. He had been at it for literal hours. Shadow warping himself so he can be “invisible”. But the closest he’d gotten was a dark cloud surrounding him that sparked with white hot electricity. Definitely not what he was going f...

Fantasy

Action

Just Quiet

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1 min read

I was quiet, but I was not blind.

could hear you and Dad argue every night. See the way you both tensed when you had to talk about something. I never said anything, in fear of my suspicions coming true. But now…now I can’t keep quite anymore.

“Quiet mouths don’t get fed.” Isn’t that what you’ve always told me?

That when something is on my mind, I should express myself. You’ve always been such ...

Haunting Memories

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1 min read

Her fleeting,

warm touch is always too far for me to grasp.

Like awoken from a splendid dream.

I can practically smell her perfume,

roses and vanilla.

The comforting scent always put me at ease.

Now,

it’s just a reminder of how she abandoned me.

Her laughter on the wind,

her glittering smile and striking green eyes.

The way she held my hand as we walked together in the park.

It’s like she’s _...

Poetry

Girl Wearing Crimson

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1 min read

It was never supposed to work. She was never supposed to… die…

But the injuries were too great. Too much blood spilled.

Now she’s dead. And it’s all my fault.

Dahlia and I shared the stage at the theater downtown. God, was she talented. Always securing the leading role, embodying each character with effortless grace and a radiant smile. Her tanned skin and curly blonde hair, a beautiful chaos, ...