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Father always told me I was too soft, granted, he was a retired mob boss. But that hadn’t prohibited him from making it his soul purpose in life to critique my every move. He wanted me to be fierce, untouchable—wrong. He wanted me to be him. He forgets, though, that not every teen is looking to become the next world-known assassin. My current focus is my grades. To him they are expendable, but he...
“Well look at that,” Esmé said. “Never thought I’d see that happen.”
“Yup,” Jorgé answered.
They were sitting on the bench, observing.
“All of them?” Esmé asked.
“Every one.” Jorgé was eating pizza-flavored Combos. Esmé lunched on an avocado-sprout sandwich.
Esmé nodded.
Together, they watched the crows huddling together, picking at bits of leftover flesh from the ground....
I’ve got nothing left, I am nothing, I’ve always been nothing. Like you said, I might as well not even be around.
Now that she’s in the ground, it’s where I belong, too. She was pretty, she was nice, she was charismatic, I was always the hanger on, the third wheel.
I’m wretched and decaying. I’m miserable and cringe to be around. You said it; I finally heard you. I believe you, you’re right. Let...
**_Han Kanna_**
The Emperor’s son is in my bed, or rather, I am in his.
After I rise up from the tussled sheets, bare chested but still with pants on, I sigh. I was supposed to be home by now. My parents may have already sent some guards into the woods to find me, but they won’t find me.
They would never guess that their obedient son was courting the prince of their enemy.
That prince in the n...
_The city, it’s gone… _
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Lou fought back the tears forming in her eyes.
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_Crying won’t solve anything._
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She took a moment to look around. The city really was gone.
What once was someone’s home is now just a pile of wreckage.
And it all was thanks to whom?
Their very own Superman
Lou was never a fan. Even before her father’s death.
I mean, come on! What’s the point of protecting peop...
I stare into the eyes of my best friend. She has deep brown eyes, the kind you can see memories in. Her eyelashes are curly that sweep across her brown cheeks. She has a clear face spread with a smile. Her smile is full of white teeth and light pink lips, which makes her eyesbrows arch thinly. I notice the way her hair is pulled back into a tight bun, which highlights the unevenness of her hairlin...
I love your eyes full of waterfalls
I hate how they make me cry
I love your dreamy voice
I hate how much I miss it
I love your strong embrace
I hate how trapped I feel in their memory
I love how you love me
I hate how you understand me
I love the way you adore me
I hate the way I won’t forget you
I love you so much that when I left
I hated you for making me love you...
I’m just an ordinary teenage girl, my name is Halley. I was named after Halley’s Commet. I’m kind with blonde hair and blue eyes, I get good grades and, I’m really neat. Everyone just assumes I’m the dumb, “_preppy_” blonde, but I’m much more than that, I save lives. You might be thinking, “What? How can a teenage GIRL save lives, she’s just a kid?!?” But yes you heard me right. I’m a superhero. I...
Sunny days, gloomy afternoons, lively nights & hollow moods.
A crowded city, & little smiles.
A busy street & lit up tiles.
Busy ears & wide playlists.
Leaves a busy city & distant relationships.
In the city that never sleeps, we walk around all day long daydreaming.
Of a different time, a different life, keeps the bad habits creeping.
We’re all so close, yet actually so far.
Packed on top...
It’s all blurry, and that’s how I know I’m dreaming again. But it’s so nice to see you here, with small eyes and kind nature. I can even feel you … it seems so real, but then I remember you’re dead.
On to the next one in a whirlwind of colors, and I see the first home where I lived. It’s alive, though, and filled with noise and fun. It hasn’t been that way for a while, so, again, I must be dream...