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I was looking through my old posts and I am really feeling this story again. i was meaning for it to just be a short little romance fluff thing but now I want to add some real plot to it. Thoughts?
Just Another Goodbye
Alec's POV
"Well shit, Princess," I laugh as Rose and Jason come back in with that look in their eyes. "You're here for a total of maybe five minutes and these two are making goo goo eyes." Victoria's voice rings out of the tent, "And Alec is telling the new girl all of his secrets. Ana, you've done what no one else could. Sorry. Anastasia." She says and I can hear her eyes rolling in her voice. Ana looks up with a pointed glare at no one, "No. Ana." I know that will impress Victoria. She hates nothing more than snobs. "My friends call me that." she adds and looks at us carefully. "If that's okay?" Rose nods and beams, like always
Love, the Air that is not There
(I was trying to get inspiration for a story I want to write and trying to find character for people and I wrote this from the main character's point of view. I really really like it.)
He slumps on the cold bathroom tile
Gasping for air
That is never there
He wonders how everyone else seems to find it
He falls again and again
An endless replay in his head
Of mistakes
And not good enough
He remembers every word they said
And every extra pound
And every time he threw all that back at them all
You see
He was not the usual chracter in the story
He was not a quiet broken girl
He was a popular guy
A football player
Heartbreaker
And why is he the m
Something I did for Class I sort of like
(II'll edit this later, I just threw something together for class and I like the plot and the last chapter)
Chapter 1
Who Am I?
My name is Amber. I don’t remember my last name. I don’t remember much of my own story. I don’t know where I came from or why I’m here now. One of the only parts I know is it wasn’t an accident. Someone wanted me to forget. Something happened that they didn’t want anyone else to know. The only way to know is to remember. So I’m going to try to rewrite it.
It feels a little bit like
The Life and Death of Liv
Chapter 2
Let me tell you something about high school. 99.9% of people there are fake. The other .1% have a mental issue, and even most of them are. I am fake. I am fake as fake can be. We are all trying to be something or impress someone. I'm not sure we even know how to be who we are any more. I don't think any of us know what that is. But following Eliza to our dorms, I think she might remember the secrets the rest of us locked away when we began to fit into our parts. We all began our lives in the perfect little boxes of our roles. But it seems if Eliza was ever in a box, she was very claus
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