Living My Life Through Writing

United States

Lives in Idaho
In the 11th Grade
Born in San Diego
Proud Bisexual
Ravenclaw

Message from Writer

Writing is my life
You should love who you are with no regrets
A boy overseas once told me that I wasn't worth loving but love is greater than someone's imperfections
Quarantine is the best way to save lives, even if we are all bored out of our minds
Speak Your Truth

Published Work

Lion

A strong lion can still lose strength

Bisexual

I tried to tell them I was bisexual 
I put on a brave face when inside I was so afraid
Spoke the words that I needed to get out 
But maybe the words where better off inside and unsaid
They took the words and told me that I should never speak them again
That I was a disgrace because I wanted to be different 
it was a cry for attention they said 
But I just wanted to be honest and be loved for who I was 
I guess my words will have to stay inside now and I won't speak them again 
I am bisexual and proud but they aren't proud of me 
So I'll hide until I'm free from them and all their suffocating disapprovals
I tried to tell them I was bisexual but now they want me to change 

DayDreamz

there's a girl
somewhere in Idaho 
her eyes closed and she is daydreaming
because her daydreams steal her away from her broken mind 
these days daydreaming is the only thing keeping her sane in this insane world
in her daydreams there is always someone who gives her unconditional love
she never thought those daydreams would be real
but now there's a girl 
somewhere in Idaho 
her eyes are open and shes smiling 
because her daydream is finally coming true
these days she talks to him instead of wandering in her broken mind
in her life she never thought about true love because she thought it was a joke
she never thought she would find him, her other half, her missing piece 
and now she doesnt need her daydreams because she has him 

The Future

I used to think the future would be lonely
A place I would never be happy in
But now I have hope for the future 
Because he showed me that he will be there, in it with me 
The way that he loves 
The way that he cares 
The way that he shows me who I am 
Everything little thing he does just to make me smile 
Give me hope for the future 
Because he wants me forever 
He gave me the ability to dream of a future
with me and him 
a house and a family 
I used to think the future would be lonely 
But i'll never be lonely again with him by my side 

Speaking Up

Heart beating slowly 
Mind running quickly
Trying not to mess it up 
Hoping she doesn't ruin her life
Heart breaking quietly, as she lives in the shadows
Mind thinking loudly but she doesn't have the courage to speak
Knowing that her courage faded long ago
Wishing she could do something to move herself out of the shadows
Heart is broken
Mind is Overthinking
The girl who lives in the shadows takes a step forward into the light
She finally gained back her courage and spoke the words in her mind
She spoke to them and said simply
Equality is the only way for us all to be saved. Peace can come if only we have kindness. Don't get high hopes about the future but have hope. 
They may have tried to steal her courage 
They may have tried to make her silent
But that only made her speak louder and become stronger 
Her heart is now healed 
Her mind is...

I am You Are

I want to be a peacemaker 
But I became a poet
Writing down change and sadness 

I want to feel loved 
But I push people away
Keeping them away so I don't get hurt

I don't want to be a fighter
But I write down the words 
That make me want to fight

I am who I am 
But I believe in who I am 
So I won't change 

If you feel like you cant be who you are
But you want to embrace you 
Do it 
Because you are you and there is no one else like you 

Change

A world full of harmony 
Where we give more than we take
A world full of peace 
Where we are kind and take others feelings into mind
A world full of harmony 
Where we show kindness to our planet
A world full of peace 
Where we show each other love and acceptance
Is what I would like to see everyday
A world full of hatred 
Where we take more than we give
A world full of pain 
Where we don't care and other feelings get thrown in the dirt
A world full of hatred 
Where we show no kindness to our planet
A world full of pain 
Where we show each other hate and rejection
This is what I see every day

So maybe we should all change 

Flashlight

The World We Made

We need more houses 
We need more land but at the cost of what
What will we do to take this land for our homes and for our plants
Destroying habitats and making animals lose their homes
Just so we can live in our own world 
A world we made by 
Taking other things homes and making them ours
We need more houses 
We need more land 
We take it at the cost of our planet and the cost of our nature
So why we think taking lands will give us happiness
We are destroying the things that truly could
 

Small Businesses Essay

Business is a big part of our lives and a big part of our economy. During this coronavirus pandemic, our businesses are shutting down and our economy is crashing. We won’t be able to open the economy again until the people are sure that they won’t catch the virus by going out and resuming their normal lives. It is certain that we have to know more on how Covid-19 works before people feel safe to resume their daily lives. The economy is crashing, people aren’t able to pay their bills and small businesses are losing their stores, this is why we should be able to reopen small businesses.
    With the closing of so many small businesses, the economy is losing money. Output from the United States is falling very low and while there was a reasonable number of unemployment victims before, that number has now jumped to more than 3 million people. Of course, we would need to enforce...

RunAway

Run away 
From your problems
Hurt yourself
Just to feel the pain
Run away 
From the ones who love you
Hurt yourself 
For the ones who hate you
Run away 
Hurt yourself
These won't solve your problems
These wont solve your pain
Run away
From nothing
Even if its hard to face
Hurt yourself
Dont ever
Even if you need to feel the pain
Running away
And Hurting yourself
Wont help to heal any of your pain
So speak to the ones who love you
Speak to the ones who hate you
Speak up and show yourself that you don't have to 
Run away
From your problems or 
Hurt yourself 
Just to feel the pain

Trapped

Trapped and suffocated
We all feel like this now
Trapped in our homes
Distanced from friends and lovers
Trapped and suffocated
We all feel like this now

Respect and Love (Read It girls)

The value of women 
Loving and respecting themselves
is something we should all learn
For us girls and women its a power over the men 
Not something bad but something we can use to help them see our worth
I wanna know how many of us girls out there get asked for nudes
For sexual things from guys
Because I know that there are so many of us
Once we are able to see that we can love ourselves and I know its hard
The guys will have to step it up 
Because they will realize we know our worth and how much we are loved
 

An Ocean

In an ocean of sorrow
In an ocean of tears
There might be one drop of hope 
For you all here
In an ocean of weakness
In an ocean of brokenness
There might be one of strength 
For you all here
In an ocean of mourning
In an ocean of loneliness
There might be one drop of healing 
For you all 
But you see its different for us all
In an ocean of sorrow 
In an ocean of tears
I see all the people swimming
And I want to be the drop of hope
But I don't realize that I too am swimming am swimming in their ocean
In an ocean of weakness 
In an ocean of brokenness
I see all the people swimming
And I want to be the drop of strength
But I still cannot realize that I too am swimming with them
In an ocean of mourning
In an ocean of loneliness
I see the people swimming  ...

A Moment In the Morning

There was a moment
This morning
When I knew that I was a problem
When I discovered that there isn't very many people willing to love a broken person
When I decided I was too broken for any love
There was a moment 
This morning
When a boy a couple hundred miles away told me I had too many issues
When that same boy said that I wasn't worth loving
When a boy a couple hundred miles away made me feel to broken for love
There was a moment 
This morning
When I found out that this boy who said he loved me wasn't ready to fight for us
When that boy overseas told me that a friendship with me was hard enough
When I found out that my issues don't make me worthy of any kind of love
There was a moment
This morning
When I told myself that I wouldn't cry over a boy who couldn't see through...

Essay

There are so many amazing organizations that work to save people’s lives. I have had some experience with a few but the one that stood out the most to me was the Leukemia and Lymphoma society. This organization works hard to save the lives of people suffering from different leukemias and lymphomas. The main reasons why this organization is so amazing is that they help families every way they can, they have donated a lot of money to help research cancers and they helped my dad during a time when he was fighting to get back to himself. 
This Leukemia and Lymphoma society has helped so many families who need help with financial expenses due to a member being diagnosed with cancer, leukemia or lymphoma. For example, the story of Reese. She was diagnosed with Juvenile Myelomonocytic Leukemia when she was just 5 years old. She got a bone marrow transplant when she was 6 years old. To this day,...

History

There is a history 
In these words that I write
In these things that I say
There is a history 
Behind me and everything I do
Behind this world and everything it does
There is a history 
In every place
In every word
There is a history 
Behind every poem I write
Behind every poem I read
There is a history
Poems are my history
Because they saved me 
Because they showed me the depth and joy of the world
Because they showed me
There is a history 
Behind everything

One Day

Worldwide Respect The Air Day

One day. It's always something special and you never know what might come out of a single day. There are so many people and things that deserve a national day and it's hard to just pick one. To me though, I think that there should be a day that we celebrate and raise awareness for Earth. Yeah, we have Earth day but I think we should do something bigger. I would name this day Worldwide Respect The Air Day. This basically means that for one day, people don't drive cars and all factories stop working. It would basically would be a day that Earth gets to take a deep breath and enjoy clean air for one whole day. I think that this makes sense because it would a day where all the people on Earth can pay back the Earth for everything that it has done for us. 
So let's give the Earth a breather and propose Worldwide Respect The...

Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2020

Poems

Poems 
On every page, every line
I always thought about them differently
My life is written on these pages, in these lines
Someone might bother or help me if they read that in between these lines
I wrote of my brokenness and my hurt that's inside

But
If someone, anyone could see the lies
And could verify 
That they read in through the lies
It would seem as if it would all be better if everyone could see the lies
Written in my words
​ 
Every
 Scene of life
Making me feel a little more worthless
While my poems are my only life
I thought they might heal my broken life 
But I also thought nothing was ever that easy

Then
One day it all changed, when I finally saw the hope in the lines
When I realized 
That in-between the words and the lines
There was hope etched into every line 
If only I could see it 

This
Is...

Little Pieces

One-step and One word
Can change everything
One step 
In the right direction or one step in the wrong direction
Sets you on your next path in life
Its a big choice but it comes down to every step along that way
One word 
Either kind or hurtful
Lets someone see who you are 
It's such a small piece of a conversation
But someone can remember just one word
One-step and one word 
Can change everything 
Because they are the little pieces
That add up to the big picture
One step and one word
 

Morning Sun

As I woke, I felt the morning sun on my face. I slowly lifted my head from my pillow and looked around my room. I took in the way the sun glimmered off every inch and delicately touched each corner. These were the things I needed to enjoy each and every day because who knows which one might be my last. I sat up in my bed and pulled the covers off, still mesmerized by the morning light in my room. As I took in the beauty of the sun and the way it danced through my room, I hoped that this day would be just as beautiful as this moment. I stood up realizing that it was almost time for me to head to school. I opened my closet and picked out my favorite green t-shirt and my light pink capris. I got dressed, grabbed my backpack, put my green sandals on then ran out of my room, hoping...

Ashes

    I looked off the top of the cliff as the ashes of the one I loved drifted in the wind. This was his favorite place, the place that he loved. Our wedding was here, he proposed to me here and now a piece of him will always be here. It feels like just yesterday when I saw him, weak and frail, lying in that hospital bed, so unable to move. Although in all reality, it was over  10 years ago but I remember it exactly like yesterday. 
    It was a bit of a breezy day and I was driving home, excited to tell him about all the plans I had made for our 20-year anniversary vacation. I knew that he would be so excited to leave and this would be the best anniversary yet. Only then did my phone begin to ring. I knew that I shouldn’t answer it but for some reason, I knew that on the...

Life

Life is something that is so hard for all of us. During this quarantine, I am sure that everyone has realized the explicitly of the new situation that we have been presented with. As teenagers, life is really already hard enough as it is and I am sure a lot of us have experienced this. Everything in my life seems like it's falling apart and it is the worst thing ever. I know that none of you know but my parents got divorced when I was only 10 years old. This isn't something I like to discuss because I had an amazing relationship with my mom. After my parents divorced, my mom moved away and our relationship really faded. She made a lot of promises in this time that she never kept and did a lot of bad things. Recently she has moved back here from Portland. She got the coronavirus when she was up there and I am just...

Ideas

I could use some help. I need ideas for short stories/flash fictions for school. My creative writing teacher wants us to write some stuff for our final porfolios during the break. I am stuck trying to figure out some ideas so if you have any suggestions, i would love to hear them. Just comment below. 

Pocket Poem

She


Some boys show people their true hearts, Some girls show people their true hearts
Other boys won't show people anything, Other girls won't show people anything
Some girls love the boys who show feelings, Some girls love the girls who show feelings
Other girls love the boys who show nothing, Other girls love the girls who show nothing
But one girl
Falls for girls and boys who make her laugh
Falls for girls and boys who she thinks are different
Falls for girls and boys who don't like girls like her
Sometimes she realizes it before its too late
Other times she realizes only after they have drug her through the dirt
This girl dreams of a world
Where people know her
For everything, she doesn't show, but what she writes
Even when things fall apart in this world
People would still see her
But this girl is so broken 
She isn't her anymore
Because of the people who slowly...

Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2020

Poems

Poems 
On every page, every line
Everyone thinks about it differently
My life is written on these pages, in these lines
Someone might care or realize that in between these lines
I wrote of my brokenness and my hurt that's inside

But if someone, anyone 
Could verify 
That they read in between the words and the lines
It would seem as if it would all be better

The drama and all the lies
Making me feel worthless
While my poems are my only life

But one day it all changed
When I realized 
That in-between the words and the lines
There was a hope etched into my life 

This is when I realized 
That even in the hard times 
Poems can save a life

So I wrote on every page and every line 
The hope and joy found in the world
The love found in life

Poems are truly hopeful
Sorrowful
Wonderful 
Pieces of life

Love After Love

The Never-Ending Journey

Finding yourself
The never-ending journey
You think you are one person 
But it's bound to change at anytime
Finding yourself 
Has nothing to do with other people
But sometimes we allow them to get in the way
So don't
Look into your soul
Your mind
And you will see who you really are
Finding yourself
Might seem like a never-ending journey
But it ends once you only let yourself
Choose who you are going to be
Finding yourself
 

A World

A world 
Falling apart at its seams
Changing and Breaking 
Just as fast as it was made
A world 
That we live in
Changing and Breaking
because of the way we live
A world 
That we dream in
Changing and Breaking
because of the way we dream
A world
That if we change
It will change 
But we have to really change
A world that we live in 
A world that we dream in
Falling apart at its seams 
because we can't change
But there is the hope that we can 
So do your best 
To change and to change others 
Because then this world
That is Changing and Breaking
Can heal and pull back together
A world full of possibilities. 

Morning Sun

As I woke, I felt the morning sun on my face. I slowly lifted my head from my pillow and looked around my room. I took in the way the sun glimmered off every inch and delicately touched each corner. These were the things I needed to enjoy each and every day because who knows which one might be my last. I sat up in my bed and pulled the covers off, still mesmerized by the morning light in my room. As I took in the beauty of the sun and the way it danced through my room, I hoped that this day would be just as beautiful as this moment. I stood up realizing that it was almost time for me to head to school. I opened my closet and picked out my favorite green t-shirt and my light pink capris. I got dressed, grabbed my backpack, put my green sandals then ran out of my room, hoping there...

Nature Takes the Stand

The Tree

Nature. Though we may not speak, we help all to stand and to breath. We give beauty and life so the question is why should we not have rights. 
If technically speaking we are living and breathing, what might change if we cannot speak? 
Now is the time to recognize that people are destroying not only homes of creatures but trees, flowers, plants, bugs. They are not just destroying things that they need. They are tearing down ecosystems such as my own home. 
I don't know if you can see but just because I grow where I am planted, that place, that I grow is still my home. Yet you all cut down my friends, my family and I am here, living in the middle of a city. What might change of me if I could speak? Would you realize that all my life I have done things to keep you alive? 
You see maybe someday you would all realize...

Broken Things

We can never see the beauty in the broken things
We are people and that's the problem
People don't like broken
People don't like different 
People don't like messy
But sometimes the broken things can hold the most beauty
A broken record 
A broken boy 
A broken girl 
We can sometimes see the beauty in the broken things 
We are people and that's the problem
People sometimes like broken
But only so they can fix it
People sometimes like different
But only so they can change it
People sometimes like messy
But only so they can clean it up
We can see the beauty in broken things 
But only in the broken times 

Corona Virus

Over time there have been loads upon loads of disease outbreaks, ranging from the Black Death to the most recent outbreak of Covid-19 or the corona virus. Disease outbreaks can cause millions of deaths, damages to the economy and lots of terrible things. Recently, we have faced an outbreak of a new virus, which appears to be a deadlier strain or mutation of the flu. This virus has spread throughout the world now and is changing so many people’s lives, in really terrible ways. Covid-19 started in early December of 2019, in Wuhan, China. Although it wasn’t reported to the WHO (World Health Organization) until late December of 2019. This caused there to be over 27 cases in China, along with one death, without the rest of the world knowing of the severely fatal disease. By January of 2020, there were cases in China, Japan, South Korea, Thailand, the Philippines and the United States. When it was nearing the end...

Solidarity

Solidarity

Solidarity
For some of us it is a harsh unjust thing
While others enjoy the piece and beauty of it
I am one of those people
Glad to be free from the burden of normal conversations
Which always make my anxiety rise and my heart feel like its beating out of my chest
Even though I am one of those people
I still feel for those who rely on normal conversations 
For now we are stuck home wondering when we might see out friends again
Wondering when school will start up again 
So that we can escape the trapping suffocation of solidarity
But in times like these despite not being able to see our people
We can still affect them 
In times like these which many of us thought we would never see 
We have to know that we can still rely and trust one another
So tell people and spread the word
That even though some of us may...

Nature Takes the Stand

The Tree

Nature. Though it may not speak, it helps us all to stand and to breath. It gives us beauty and life so the question is why should nature not have rights. 
If technically speaking nature is living and breathing, what might change if it cannot speak? 
Now is the time to recognize that people are destroying not only homes of creatures but trees, flowers, plants, bugs. They are not just destroying things that they need. They are tearing down ecosystems such as my own home. 
I don't know if you can see but just because I grow where I am planted, that place, that I grow is still my home. Yet you all cut down my friends, my family and I am here, living in the middle of a city. What might change of me if I could speak? Would you realize that all my life I have done things to keep you alive? 
You see maybe someday you would...

Sometimes

Sometimes there is one guy
That has two sides 
Your friends see one side of him
You see the other
Yet no one believes you that he is who you say
He might have made a bad choice 
Once or Twice
But let the past die
For he is yours and you are his
Your friends might not see what you see in him
But what you see is enough to show you his heart
What you see is enough to show you the real him
Sometimes there is one guy
Who will only show you his true heart
 

The Boy

    The sun rises over a barren landscape. In this landscape, there is a small cottage. In this small cottage, there is a small table. Around this table sits, a son and his parents. The son is sitting there knowing that he must tell his parents how he feels about this girl that he is supposed to marry. 
The boy’s parents have been bugging the boy about the plans for the wedding and the boy has had enough. He looks at his parents with a calm expression and begins to speak. 
“Mother, Father, I can’t do this. I can’t marry this girl. She’s not the one for me.”
His parents looked at him shocked. Then his father begins to speak, with a loud and purposeful tone. 
“What do you mean you can’t marry her? You obviously have to marry someone so why not her, why won’t she work? Is she too ugly or too annoying?  What is wrong with this girl...

Sci-Fi Story Start

To the rest of the world, my planet is a fairytale. Something existing, which should make no sense at all. I never thought of my planet that way though. For here I was born, and here I thought I would live out my life. Until one day, something happened and it made me realize that this planet was not my destined home. This planet was not where I belonged. This is the story of how I found that destiny and how I lived it through. 
To my people, I am known as Princess Paislee Quartz Cosmia of The Planet Selsia, but this is not who I wish to be. I wish I was just Paislee. Instead, my parents have made me out to be an embarrassment for the marks that I have and the uniqueness of myself. On my planet, it used to be normal to be born with tattoos but it began to fade. I am one of the...

To The Boy Who Will Forever Be in My Heart

Have you ever wondered what it will be like when someone dear to you pass away? Many of us have stories of the feelings and pain of this loss. This is my story about the first time I lost someone that I really loved. 
    It was a warm July day, with a perfect breeze, just four years ago, when I started a friendship that should have lasted a lifetime. I was walking down the main street of the small town I lived in. I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings because I was lost in my own thoughts. The thoughts were giving me so much to think about and then I felt the impact of someone crashing into me and I into them. After that,I felt the impact of the concrete on my back and I sat there wondering who I ran into. Finally, after what seemed like an hour, of me contemplating who I ran into and...

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time
There was a broken girl

She was once unbroken 
And she thought that
The world could never hurt her
Till one boy came along and broke her heart
Broke her trust in all people
And made her realize that the world could break 
More than she could break herself

And so the broken girl
Wished for the world 
To look at her a bit differently

Once upon a time
There was a boy
Who wished
To help the broken girl

He knew what the other boy had done
And he wished that it never happened to the girl
But he would lose everything
If he even looked at the girl
For he was the son of a high man in society 
And she was the daughter of a low man
In their torn and broken society

Once upon a time
The broken girl 
Looked upon the world that hated her
She wished that there was someone...

Possible

We live in a world where all things are possible
You can be who you want 
You can do what you want
But most of us do things just to fit in
We live in a world where all things are possible
You can hide who your are
You can do things that aren't you
Because of the peace you will have if you can just fit in
We live in a world where all things seem possible
You can say that the person you are is really you
You can do things that you say you love to do
But really its all just to fit in
We live in a world where all things seem possible
So why should you try to fit in 
And change who you are
And change what you do
When we were all made different
When we were all made to stand out
We live in a world where all things are possible ...

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time
There was a broken girl
Who wished for the world to 
To look at her a bit different
Once upon a time
There was a boy
Who wished
To help the broken girl
Once upon a time
The broken girl 
Looked upon the world that hated her
She wished that there was someone who would save her
Once upon a time
The boy 
Looked upon the broken girl
He wished he could tell her that he wanted to save her
Once upon a time
The broken girl
Thought that she found someone who loved her
Truth was that he didn't, but she wished that the boy did
Once upon a time
The boy
Thought that the broken girl would give up on her life
Truth was that she wasn't going to, because he was her hope
Once upon a time
The broken girl
Told the boy that she wished he would save her
Told the boy...

Love

Everyone says that love can be grand
But what they dont say are the things that can go bad
Although the perfect kind of love
Shows us that love is grand and that you can work through 
What can go bad
Everyone says that we will find the one for us
But what they dont say is that it might take some hurt to get there
Although the perfect one for us
Has always been there and they show us that they
Will always be there
Everyone says that me and him are meant to be
But what they dont say is that it took us a while to figure out
Although we both know
That we have no plans to let each other go
Because soulmates always stick together
Everyone says these things
Without knowing the truth
Love isnt always grand 
But you can find someone that makes it grand
And once you know that they are your soulmate ...

One Home

We Are The People

We are the people
Who roam this great land
We see all things that we have done bad
All around us
Mother Nature curses for she sees all our bad
The trees that we take
The cities that we overpopulate
The stars that we can only see when we roam far from the cities
The pollution that we build on
We are the people
Who destroy this great land
All around us the world cries out
Help me. Help yourself. Help us all.
Then we see why Mother nature curses
and why the world cries
 

#justoneq&a

  1. what was the weirdest thing you've ever done as a kid? The weirdest thing that I did when I was a kid was stick my hand directly into the oven and set it on the oven rack, while the oven was on. Worse my mom has a recording of it. 
  2. which bird in the area that you live in do you hate the most? There is a bird in my area called a magpie. They are basically just black and white vultures and vultures have always creeped me out. 
  3. i know what google says, but do you consider turtles to be reptiles? Yes, seeing as they are similar to alligators and lizards. Like basically they are lizards with shells who live in the water. 
  4. what is the meaning of life? (courtesy of whoever did the #capitallettersq&a, i can't find them for the life of me.) ummm who actually knows the real answer to this question
  5. what do you think of soulmates?...

My December Competition 2019

My December

    As lovely and beautiful December is, it raises many questions. Some may say that in December joy is given and love is received, but what about those kids who never felt those things? The google dictionary sums up that December is the twelfth month of the year and in the Northern hemisphere, it's usually considered as the first month of winter. 
    For kids, who haven't felt that love and joy, that is said to come around Christmas time, that definition of December is good enough for them, even if they know that December means more. 
    When I was growing up, I always thought that the life I lived was the perfect one. My mother and I baked cookies and other treats,every December, to give away to our family and friends. That was a tradition that I thought would continue on and it was something to be grateful for. Every Christmas there were presents under the tree...

Your View

My 10 Opinions Of Today

You can't run from your problems; they always catch up to you.

People aren't always who you think they are.

This world of ours is quite broken, but someday soon someone will step up and fix it. 

Everyone is different in their own way and those differences make the world shine. 

We should all be more thankful for what we have because you never know what will happen next.

A lot of people can never see someone differently after one choice, even if that person has changed.

Today is a wonderful day but tomorrow is not given; cherish today and tomorrow and each day. 

Even when you have changed, people can't seem to let go of the things you did in the past.

It's best to live on and forget those who have hindered you from reaching your goals. 

10 opinions can never change a world, but they can help people see who you are and that can change what...

Novel Writing Competition 2019

The Man And His Bone China Dolls

On a dark and slightly windy Halloween night, with a full moon, Bella began to prepare for the trick-or-treaters to approach her door. She prepared the candy in its respective bowls. Every once in a while, as she sorted the candy, a piece of her beautiful ebony hair slipped out from behind her ear and into her diamond shaped face. If you look close enough, you could see a few single gray strands. She would tuck the piece back into its respective spot and returns to the candy sorting. Bella always does this every Halloween in preparation for the many kids to come.
    
All of a sudden, the light flickered on, as if the ghost of the house was trying to prepare itself for the night to come. Bella knew of this ever since she has lived here, due to the warnings the landlord had given her. Although, she was not afraid of the ghost or what would come...

Novel Writing Competition 2019

The Man And His Bone China Dolls

On a dark and slightly windy Halloween night, with a full moon, Bella was preparing for the trick-or-treaters to approach her door. She was preparing the candy in its respective bowls. She did this every Halloween in preparation for the many kids to come. All of a sudden, the light flickered on, as if the ghost of the house was trying to prepare itself for the night to come. Bella has known of this ghost for a while. Little does she know that it is not one ghost but two. The ghosts are also children that Bella used to know very well. The light then flickered off, as if the ghosts were prepared for the night. A few seconds later, the doorbell rang and Bella composed herself, knowing it was the trick-or-treaters coming to expand their candy stash. She opens the door to see a few children dressed up. There are two girl ghosts, a very life-like mummy and one...

Novel Writing Competition 2019

The Man And His Bone China Dolls

On a dark and slightly windy Halloween night, with a full moon, Bella was preparing for the trick-or-treaters to approach her door. She was preparing the candy in its respective bowls. She did this every Halloween in preparation for the many kids to come. All of a sudden, the light flickered on, as if the ghost of the house was trying to prepare itself for the night to come. Bella has known of this ghost for a while. Little does she know that it is not one ghost but two. The ghosts are also children that Bella used to know very well. The light then flickered off, as if the ghosts were prepared for the night. A few seconds later, the doorbell rang and Bella composed herself, knowing it was the trick-or-treaters coming to expand their candy stash. She opens the door to see a few children dressed up. There are two girl ghosts, a very life-like mummy and one...

Horror Story Competition

So I have decided that I would like to read some horror stories written by you guys. I wrote one of my own recently and it was a very fun experience for me. I have decided to open up a competition of sorts to you all who would like to participate. I just have a few things I would like to outline to you. 

1. Please include what kind of horror that the piece mainly contains. 
    For example, if is a more gory piece or a give you goosebumps kind of piece. 
2. Post in the comments of this piece. 


I will be giving my honest reviews of each person's piece that I receive. I will also be judging each person's piece and giving them a place number. I would also really appreciate if you guys would repost this on your write the world profiles so it can get spread.
Thank you so much for reading.
With Love
~Living...

Identity Quilt

Answering A Loaded Question

    What makes you "you"? This is a really loaded question. I mean how is a person ever sure who they are, because it seems like there is always someone else that we strive to be. There is always something that we want to change about ourselves. 
    One can only be sure of who you are in one moment. In one moment, we can be one person but one moment later, we have changed to be who we think is better. 
    I guess I can stitch a quilt of my identity in this moment here. 
    I am that girl who wishes she didn't keep making the same mistakes.
    I am that girl who you see in the hallway, trying to have a conversation worth something.
    I am that girl who sees everything through your eyes.
    I am that girl who can tell when you lie to her.
   ...

One Person

Sometimes when you feel like your world might come crashing down
There might be one person there to save you
And over time you can realize that they have changed your point of view
On the world
On who you are 
And on what you feel
For them
And for others
Sometimes when you feel like your world might come crashing down
There is one person who can save you
And you know that you love them
And that's what has changed your point of view

I need your input

I have been feeling like lately you guys haven't really been enjoying the pieces that i have put out there. I was wondering if you guys have any input on the kinds of pieces I should put out there. 

Competition info

i have decided to cancel my competition because i have no entries but one. I will still peer review the pieces for the entry. 

Measure Up

You had your talents
They could never be mine
He was funny
She was pretty
You liked anime just like her
He was kind
She was beautiful 
You all were better than me 
I thought that maybe you would steal her
My best friend 
Away from me
Cuz 
You had talents 
They could never be mine
He was funny 
She was pretty
You like anime just like her
He was kind
She was beautiful 
And I thought I couldnt measure up 



 

Renewed

This day marks the day of my new life
The one where apologize to those I have wronged
And thank those who have helped me do right
First off
A devil in white is a piece that I wrote after some drama
But I realize that every story has two sides 
I have open to a two sided story
Or any more than my side
This day is the day that forgive 
The devil in white
My former best friends
The friends i have messed up relationships with
This day is the day I thank 
My friends who have been by my side
Those who helped me through
The devil in white
I realize now that the person I am 
Is someone who was buried
Underneath the person I thought others would like
But now this day marks the day 
That I am renewed

MY FIRST COMPETITION!!!

 I was thinking earlier today. I was wondering about what makes people who they are. Once, I thought about it. I realized that there is something unique that happened or is happening to each of us that makes us who we are. 
Then, I realized that Write The World has so many unique people. 
So I would like to announce my first competition. 
What Makes/Made You Who You Are?
You can submit a poem, short story, essay, basically any form of writing in this competition. 
I will read as many as I can if you want to post them in the comments. 

First Place
Three Peer Reviews (Your Choice) 
Four Likes (My Choice) 
Peer Review on Submitted Piece

Second Place
Two Peer Reviews (Your Choice) 
Three Likes (My Choice)
Peer Review on Submitted Piece

Third Place
One Peer Review (Your Choice) 
Two Likes (My Choice) 
Peer Review on Submitted Piece

I know I am not a super big writer, but...

MY FIRST COMPETITION!!!

 I was thinking earlier today. I was wondering about what makes people who they are. Once, I thought about it. I realized that there is something unique that happened or is happening to each of us that makes us who we are. 
Then, I realized that Write The World has so many unique people. 
So I would like to announce my first competition. 
What Makes/Made You Who You Are?
You can submit a poem, short story, essay, basically any form of writing in this competition. 
I will read as many as I can if you want to post them in the comments. 

First Place
Three Peer Reviews (Your Choice) 
Four Likes (My Choice) 
Peer Review on Submitted Piece

Second Place
Two Peer Reviews (Your Choice) 
Three Likes (My Choice)
Peer Review on Submitted Piece

Third Place
One Peer Review (Your Choice) 
Two Likes (My Choice) 
Peer Review on Submitted Piece

I know I am not a super big writer, but...

Tweets of Self-Respect

Self Respect

Self Respect- The act of being proud of who you are and the actions you take as a person 
 

This Great Universe

I am lost
In this great universe
Trying to find someone
Who cares 
Who shows me the truth
I don't want someone who wants me
I don't want the boy who likes me
And I know it sounds crazy
But I know he is not the one for me
I don't even want to bother with it
It makes me happy to know there is someone
But he is not the one
Sure he likes me
He just doesn't have a good personality
Sure I kinda like him
But his personality changes everything
So I am still lost in this great universe
Looking for someone who cares
Someone who shows me the truth
In this great lying deceitful universe

Universal Language

There is the language of joy. It is the one thing we can all rely on, the one thing that everyone feels, longs to feel or has felt in their lifetime.  Although, the one thing about the universal language of joy is that there is always a point that most of us reach, where we no longer feel that joy and we feel as if it has escaped us. Even in this point, there is a hope to feel that joy again, even if we can't see, feel or know that it is there. At one point in time, I used to think that joy came from being accepted, by people, even the ones who hate you. I used to think that they controlled my happiness and my joy. I can tell you something about that though, looking for approval in others, all others, one other, or a few others, will never ever bring you joy or happiness. You have...

Part of A World

Part of a World 
Where everything is strange
And everyone is different
Sometimes there is someone
Who will actually understand the pain
And the love
And the joy 
And the hurt 
Of Living 
And being
Part of a World 
Where it seems like I don't exist 
In this strange Beautiful place 
Part of a World

One Word, One thing

So many things
Keep me up at night
The hate
The love
The pain 
And the joy of this world
It makes a big difference
When you say one word 
Or do one thing
You could destroy someone
Something
Or you could build someone up 
Save someone

Long, Lost Life

Long life 
Filled with sorrows
Lost sorrow
Filled with love
Long love
Filled with joy
Lost joy 
Filled with hate
Long hate 
Filled with emptiness
Lost emptiness
Filled with life
Long life
 

You Are Not Welcome Here

You are not welcome here
In this town filled with 
Other people's tears
You are not welcome here 
In this place I hid away from
Other people's fears
You are not welcome here 
In this heart filled with 
Other people's tears
You are not welcome here
In this place that I have built from 
Other people's fears
I am not welcome here
In this town filled with
My own tears
I am not welcome here 
In the place they hid away from
My own fears
I am not welcome here 
In this heart filled with 
My own tears
I am not welcome here 
In this place that they have built from 
My own fears

 

Story

Mrs. White opens the door to see who it was knocking. Quickly, I rush to her. Both of us walk out only to see a dark, desolate street with one flickering street lamp. Slowly and sadly, we both return to the comforts of our house. When we are inside, I tell Mrs. White we should return to bed. She replies with, 
    “I would rather wait. Someone was knocking and I want to know who. It might be my son.” 
    “It was probably just someone with the wrong address. We should return to bed before more bad consequences come from this monkey’s paw.” I try to console her. 
    “I will stay.” 
    I begin to walk up the stairs, and then the knocking begins again. I walk back down the stairs I have ascended. Only to find the door open, bolts all unlocked and Mrs. White gone. I drop to my knees and begin to cry. Only to...

The Most Important Thing

There are things that I wish I could tell people
The most important one is about who I am 
Eventually it will get out 
And then I will probably be dead
I miss who I used to be 
The girl I once was
Before I thought I could be anything
It would be better to know nothing 
Than to know what I know now
I want to be free 
From the burdens of being who I am 

My Birthday

This day 
15 years ago
At 12:59 pm 
I was born
Yes technically it's my birthday 
But it doesnt really feel like one
Not when my dad is sick
My brothers are constantly arguing
My sister is constantly being rude 
And my step-mom making me a slave
I just wanted one day where I could be me
Hang out with my friends
Kiss my girlfriend
Love who I wanted to 
Be who I was 
Without the Judgement and 
Without the hate
 

One-Liner

The World In One Sentence

The world has it's beauty but people seem to like to destroy it. 

The Difference

The difference between this year 
and the last year 
of school
is that most of my friends hate me
i have gained some new ones
but 
people wont quit talking about
drama and 
you know all 
the other stupid stuff that comes from 
school
 

Two Stars and Their Dream

Two stars 
In the night sky
Hoping for a new life
Two stars 
Reaching for each other
They want to be closer
Two stars
Only wishing to fall 
Out of the night sky 
And onto the word below
Two stars 
Waiting for their moment
To fall to earth
Two stars
Not wanting to wait 
Any longer 
Two Stars 
Reaching 
Two Stars 
Pulling 
Two Stars 
Colliding
Into a cloud of stardust
Stardust 
Falling
Stardust 
Falling 
Falling 
Falling
Stardust 
Landing 
Landing 
On Earth
God 
Taking The Stardust
Forming it into Adam
God 
Taking Adam's Rib 
Taking More Stardust
Forming Eve
Two Stars 
Who finally achieved 
Thier dream
 

Firsts

I fell in love 
With her on day one
When she was the first
To take my book away 
From my face
And ask me my name
But I didn't realize it then 
I fell in love 
With her even more 
When others started to trickle in  
She still took her time 
With me
I still didn't realize it 
I fell in love 
With her the day she moved away
She was my first friend 
In this town I live in 
She was so many firsts
I didn't realize still 
That she was the love of my life
We still talked 
Even after a year
I was starting to think
That maybe I wasn't 
Straight 
At least all the way
I was still in love
With her
It's been almost 
One and a half years
Since she left 
But now
I know 
That I love her 
And she loves me 
She has saved me 
And now she is 
One more...

Hope

Hopefully one day 
He will get better
He will be strong again
Hopefully one day
The Poems will 
Go away
But ever since it came
It has taken everything from me
It has ruined my father
The one who has always been there
To support me 
Help me and 
He has always cared so much
For me 
My siblings 
And now his life is destroyed 
Hopefully one day 
He will get better

One Day

One day 
You are going 
To lose someone 
Or something 
That means 
The world 
To you 
If you already 
Know what 
It feels like
Then warn the others
Who have never known 
That pain
Because it is the worst feeling
Your heart 
Your soul 
Your life 
Have been crushed 
By this pain 
That has replaced every 
Last 
Feeling 
Of Joy

A Devil In White

Days
weeks
months
of knowing you
i thought i could put my trust in you
but then i figured out how i was wrong
oh so so wrong
you were with her
i was with him
they werent there so you leaned in
i tried to tell you no
i tried to push you away
but then you kissed me for the first time that day
little did i know you would do it again
not just one kiss or even two but three
you made me into someone i was not
becuase i tried to tell them
that just because you wore white
that just because you looke innocent
you were not
the words of truth came spilling out onto paper
i gave them letters to try and make it all stop
make the guilt
the pain
the hurt inside stop
they didnt believe me
because you told them
that you were  exactly who they thought
but little did...

On Courage

Gone

My home
It was once a welcoming home. 
Until I took down the 
Bricks
And destroyed the walls
Around my heart

Then I found myself 
And who I really was
And who I really loved

I loved a girl
I had known my whole life
The one who was my best friend
And told her 
And know together we conquer our lives

But my parents tried to tell me
That, this was one thing that is not right
So I am hiding behind the brick walls
That i used to think were
Gone

Just some stuff

What sucks is when you try to tell everyone how you feel and they block you out. 

Refuge

Refuge

Everybody has a different defintion of refuge. For me, refuge is more than a place, it is people. People who make you feel loved, people who make you feel safe, people who make you feel at home. Refuge is people, refuge is a place, where you feel safe, happy, loved and at home. 

I Don't Know What To Do

The darkness closes in
The sadness is coming
Everything is changing
I don't know what to do
The darkness is coming
The sadness closes in 
I don't know what to do
The light has been hidden
And the happiness is hidden to
The darkness has taken over
And the sadness is now my happy
I don't know what to do
My life feels like it is ending
And there is nothing left 
The darkness has captured me
And the sadness has taken over 
The light has left me 
And the happiness has lost its throne
I don't know what to do
 

Winter Sensory Poem

Winter is Happiness.
The color of a frozen lake on which many people ice skate and the gray clouds that hold the brilliant white snow. 
It feels like snowflakes on your skin, the joy of building a snowman and the warmth of family and friends.
It sounds like children playing, Christmas music, and family gatherings. 
It has the smell of rain but not quite the same, warming up next to the crackling fire, and the wonderful spices of cinnamon and ginger.
It tastes like fresh homemade sugar cookies, hot cocoa after a long day in the cold, and freezing cold peppermint. 
Winter is Happiness.

Colors

I wake up each day to see red. 
Ruby, Crimson, Wine, Rose, Jam, Red. 
Every day I see red.

She wakes up each day to see Blue. 
Cobalt, Berry, Artic, Peacock, Spruce, Blue. 
Every day she sees blue. 

He wakes up each day to see Green. 
Emerald, Juniper, Mint, Pear, Lime, Green. 
Every day he sees green. 





 

When You Love Someone

When you love someone
And you know they don't love you
It hurts
When you love someone
And they ignore you because they know
It hurts
When you love someone
And you watch them love someone else
It hurts
When you love someone
And you know they don't love you 
It hurts
When you love someone  

There Was Once A Girl

There was once a girl 
Innocent and Young
She always thought that her life was great
There was once a girl 
Innocent and Young

She always thought her parents would always love each other
There was once a girl 
Innocent and Young 

Who thought that everything was always going to be alright
There was once a girl
Who grew up in the 2nd grade

She realized that people are truly mean
There was once a girl
Who grew up in the 2nd grade

She realized that nothing was ever truly okay
There was once a girl 
Who grew up in the 2nd grade

She realized that her parents wouldn't always love each other
There was once a girl
Who lost her mother

She realized that her life was not great
There was once a girl 
Who lost her mother

She realized that everything was never going to be okay
There was once a girl 
Who lost her mother

She knew...

Rejection

Rejection is the worst feeling in the world
When you know that someone doesn't love you 
And they most likely never will
Rejection is the worst feeling in the world
When you love someone so much 
And you tell them but they will never love you
Rejection is the worst feeling in the world
Worse than pain
Worse than hurt
Worse than everything else
Rejection is the worst feeling in the world
And it hurts so bad 
When you love someone so much 
But you know that they will never love you
Rejection in the worst feeling in the world. 

Black and White

Colors of everything surround me 
I am not sure what to think 
I don't know what to do 
Colors of everything surround me
I am not sure what happened
To everything that was once 
As easy to read as black and white

Bright Blood Red

Bright Blood Red
On the White Paper
Bright Blood Red 
On the Silver Pen
Bright Blood Red
Being Spilt With Words 
Out of The Silver Pen
Bright Blood Red 
On the White Paper
 

100 Published Pieces!!!!!

We have reached 100 published pieces. Thank you all so much for reading them all and giving your support. Writing for people has always been a dream of mine. This website has changed my whole life. I have found many amazing writers and I have become a more amazing writer myself. So thank you all for your continous and endless support. 
 

Rumour

There's always a rumour going around
People don't realize 
There's always a rumour going around
People don't realize 
The rumour going around is going to hurt 
People don't realize 
The rumour going around could be about them
There's always a rumour going around
That is about you 
That is about someone you love
That is about someone 
There's always a rumour going around
A rumour that makes someone 
Want to quit being here
Want to be done with people
Want to give up all trust
Want to give up everything
There's always a rumour going around

Feelings

How does it make you feel?
When someone betrays everything
When someone breaks you down so much
How does it make you feel?
When you know what happened
When you know the truth
How does it make you feel?
When no one believes you 
When you tell the simple truth
How does it make you feel?
When you have lost everything
When you have nothing left
How does it make you feel?
When you told the truth but no one care
When you told the truth but no one believes 

It makes me feel 
Broken
It makes me feel 
Lost 
It makes me feel 
Hurt
It makes me feel 
Pain
It makes me feel

Should I just leave?
Can't that solve it all?
For no one knows the truth 
And those who know all the truth
Don't believe it.
Should I just leave? 

Behind My Piece "Truth"

This is for Lightless and all you others who want to know why my piece "Truth" was written. 
I am going to be honest and say that high school sucks. It is one of the worst times of my life so far. I am barely a freshman yet I have literally been involved in more drama than most the other people at my school. I go to a small school so things travel fast and it gets to everyone soon after it happens. 
The piece truth is about something that has been happening lately at my school. As most of you don't know, I am in my high school's select choir. We made it to state this year for the first time in like at least 10 years. So, we left one day early to head up to state and it was so much fun. We had to drive like 8 hours though and it sucked. 
When we had headed...

Feelings

How does it make you feel?
When someone betrays everything
When someone breaks you down so much
How does it make you feel?
When you know what happened
When you know the truth
How does it make you feel?
When no one believes you 
When you tell the simple truth
How does it make you feel?
When you have lost everything
When you have nothing left
How does it make you feel?
When you told the truth but no one care
When you told the truth but no one believes 

It makes me feel 
Broken
It makes me feel 
Lost 
It makes me feel 
Hurt
It makes me feel 
Pain
It makes me feel 
Dead
It makes me feel

Should I just die?
Can't that solve it all?
For no one knows the truth 
And those who know all the truth
Don't believe it.
Should I just die? 

Starting From Now

Starting from now
I am going to be 
Honest 
Starting from now
I am going to be
Kind
Starting from now 
I am going to be 
Loving
Starting from now

 

The Truth is

The truth is 
The truth is too much for some people to handle
The truth is that I told the truth but nothing changed
Because people don't understand the simple truth
People just think whatever they want
People just do whatever they want
The truth is 
The truth is that I feel lifeless
The truth is that I am broken 
But I know it can't be fixed
People just think I will be okay
People just do whatever they want 
The truth is 
The truth is that he is the liar
The truth is that I am lifeless and broken
Because people don't understand that I am trying to help
People just think I am trying to get attention and hurt them
People just do whatever they want
The truth is
The truth is too much for me to handle
The truth is that I told the real story but he lied
Because he doesn't care that I lost everyone ...

Thank You

This is just a simple thank you
To each and every one of you
Who have supported my writing 
And make me want to keep writing
I know that without 
All of you
I would be in a bad place
Because I feel like no one cares in this world
But everything helps when I am writing
I have a couple really good supporters 
Who help me keep on writing
So I guess this is a shout out to them 
And all of you
This is just a simple thank you 
To LIghtless
and all of you 

Equals

You have everything
Or at least you think you do
And you think it makes you better
Better than me 
Better than her
Better than everyone
You don't care
Or at least it seems like that
And you think it makes you better
Better than me 
Better than her
Better than everyone
We all know that you aren't 
You aren't better than me
You aren't better than her
You aren't better than anyone
We all know that everyone is equal
No matter how much they have
How much money 
How much cars
How much shoes
How much of anything doesn't make you better

We think we have everything
Or at least we know that there is more
And we don't think it makes us better
We know it makes us
Kinder
Happier
And
Fulfilled
We know we care
Or at least we try to care
And we know that is doesn't make us better
We know it makes us 
Happier
Kinder  ...

Memories

The Life 
I LIve
Is worse than people think
Although in the life I Live
I have people that I love 
They care about me 
Even If I was here for one thousand years
I would still have them
We have the memories we have made with each other
Before my best friend left me 
Before my other best friend's boyfriend kissed me
Before my other best friend left me
Before all these problems in life
We still have all the memories
Because memories last longer 
than friendships
than life
memories are the foundation of everything
memories are everything
Before I was a bad friend
Before I was a bad person
Before they thought I was a liar
Before they thought that I betrayed them
Before all of it
We still have those memories 
Memories of joy
of love
of friendship
of before all this happened 
before we had the bad memerios
 

Broken or Fixed

Something as simple 
as ignoring someone
can break them
Something as simple 
as lying to someone 
can break them
Something as simple
as one action
can break someone

Something as simple
as saying hi to someone
can fix them
Something as simple 
as telling someone the truth
can fix them 
Something as simple
as one action 
can fix someone

Although you can't
make everyone better
Although you can't
make everyone fixed
Although you can't
stop someone from being broken

The only thing 
that you can do
is fix the ones you love
and maybe some others
The only thing 
that you can do 
is try to not break the ones you love
and maybe some others

Broken 
or
Fixed 
Unkind
or
Kind
Liar
Or 
Truthful
Everyone is the same
 

Pages

Write you pain. 
Spill your blood. 
Spill your soul. 
On paper.
Because the page will always listen. 

Revenge

Revenge
A pretty simple word. 
Only a couple letters long. 
When you put the letters together
Nothing is simple anymore
It becomes something that people do
Just to get back at someone
Who hurt them
They can't just accept the person's apology
They can't accept the person's sorrow
Nothing is simple after those letters go together. 
Revenge for doing something on accident. 
Revenge for being alive.
Revenge for doing nothing. 
Revenge for no reason. 
Nothing is simple after those letters go together. 
Because people are vengeful 
People's actions are weapons
People's words are weapons
They don't know what happens
Behind a hidden face, 
Behind someone's mask
Revenge broke me
Revenge ripped my heart to shreds
Revenge ruined everything in my life
Because of one thing I did
I now use a mask
To hide that I am breaking
To hide that I am broken
To hide that I don't want to be alive
To hide everything that is left of...

Love

Love 
A simple 4 letter word
But it becomes more than a word
When you put those 4 letters together
The meaning so simple
A deep attraction to something or someone
An intense feeling of affection 

Everyone loves something or someone
They might love money
They might love cars
They might love any number of things
They might tell someone that they love them
But do they really?

They might tell a person that they love them
in a number of places
in a number of ways
anyone can love someone
but do they really love them?

Reflect on who you have said "i love you" to
Did you really mean it?
Did you really love them?
Or was it their actions?
Or was it your actions?
Was it something they said?
Or was it something you said?

Love is a simple 4 letter word
But the meaning is deeper than that
You can love someone's actions
or someone's words  ...

Truth

Truth 
A simple 5 letter word
only 5 letters.
But when you put those letters together 
it becomes something more than letters
It becomes something people fear
Something people hate
Something people try to cover up
Something people get hurt by
But when you put those letters together
it becomes more than letters
It becomes something good
Something that needs to be told
Something to risk everything for
Something that needs to be in the light
Not hidden
If you make a mistake, 
tell the truth
If you hurt someone, 
tell the truth
DO NOT HIDE BEHIND A WALL OF LIES!
For all lies do,  
are break down others
and make them feel like 
dying

 

One Boy, One Girl

One boy. 
One girl. 

One boy comforting one girl.
One girl being comforted from having a breakdown.

One boy, helping one girl. 
One girl, feeling happy for a split second. 

One girl, wanting to see her true love again. 
One boy, waiting to see his true love again. 

They were waiting together. 

Then one boy kisses one girl, but she wasn't his love.
One girl, kisses one boy, but it wasn't her love. 

It happens twice more. 

They kiss even when they feel no love for each other. 

One girl, desperately trying to tell the truth to the boy's love. 
Not to ruin her, but to be honest and hopefully stop feeling the crushing guilt. 

One boy, desperately trying to cover up the truth from his love. 
Not to ruin her, but to protect himself and hopefully she will love him still. 

One girl, feeling desperate, to just have someone who matters, believe her. 
She is desperate for someone to...

People

How can people just lie like this?
How can people just throw someone else under the bus?
How can people just let someone lose everyone they love?
And all of it just to protect themselves. 
It hurts me so much that
People can just lie.
People can just throw others under the bus.
People can just turn people that used to love each other
against each other. 
And they do it all to protect themselves. 

 

Sorry For Your Problems But What About Mine?

Everyone comes to me when in times of pain
Everyone only uses me for a person to unload 
Their problems on 
I tell them I am sorry that they have troubles
I comfort everyone, differently
Everyone doesn't care that I have problems
Everyone thinks I am a bank for their troubles
I am sorry for their problems 
I am worried about them
'But what about my problems?
What about my struggles?
I don't want to be self-centered
Tell everyone I don't care.
When I do
They have their problems but what about mine?
 

Questioning

Lately, I have been questioning so much. 
I have been questioning
Life and the reasons why
I have been questioning
Myself and who I really am
I have been questioning
Everyone around me and their actions
I have been questioning 
If everyone I know is who they really say they are
I don't know who to trust
I don't know who to believe
Because someone has to be lying to me
There can't be two different stories about the same thing
Who is lying?
Who can I trust?
Can I even trust anyone?
Can I even trust myself?
Lately, I have been questioning. 

This World

I am stuck here in this world. 
This world is so dark and I don't know what to do. 
I am afraid, I am broken
And I feel like no one cares.
Wait 
No one does care. 
This world is so dark. 
I wake up and I see no light.
There is no reason to be here
For not even a single cell care about me
There is no light at the end of my tunnel

I am stuck here in this world. 
This world is so bright and I don't know what to do. 
I am afraid, I am broken 
And I feel like no one cares.
Wait 
Who is she?
I can feel the pure darkness radiating form here.
I wish to see the darkness and the end of life.
But I need to save her. 
For I was sent to save and heal
Although I am broken and afraid
I can still save

We are not stuck...

Secrets

They don't know the secrets
Which I hold inside of me
If they cut me open
Secrets and Blood would flow out
How many secrets can one person
be expected to hold?
One 
Ten
One Hundred 
One Million or maybe even more
Secrets are inside of me
For everyone only trusts me to hold them
I will take these secrets to my grave
I will take these secrets with me everywhere
 

Another Little Rant

Okay, so I don't know if you all know but there is so major problems with people. Like I swear are they stupid or just ignoring the facts. 
My dad literally told my sister(who is pan) that she needs to stop thinking that she is pan. Like what the freak? How are you supposed think that you are anything? She came home and he literally ripped her apart because she saw her with a girl, and they were just hanging out. He said she needs to stop hanging around girls. Like what the freak?
And then he also told my brother(who is gay and is literally 12) that he was never going to leave the house because he needed to get it in his head that he was not gay. How is someone supposed to change who they love? 
Now recently, I have began to have a crush on a girl, and I have a crush on boy already. So...

Sometimes

Sometimes people let you tell them your problems
Your worries 
Your struggles
Only to turn their backs on you
When you need them the most
Or they turn their backs and tell
Everyone else about everything that you go 
Through
And you think that they would have sympathy for you
But in Reality they don't pity you
They make it worse
And you are afraid to tell anyone 
Your problems 
Your worries and 
Your struggles 
Because you think that they too 
Will do the same as the first person
It is a vicious cycle for you 
Until you finally just keep it all inside until 
it buries you alive 
And it makes you need to pour out your own blood 
And you don't know how long you can last
Until you want to leave

My Pen and My Ink

I have my pen and my ink.
Every letter, every word, and even every sentence
Makes my blood run onto the paper
I am not sure there is so much for me to do
My blood is on every piece
Every piece that I write spills more and more blood
For there is no other way escape 
What does it matter that I can't say the words I write?
I am shy 
And that's why everyone says rude words to me
They think that no matter what they say
I won't break 
But what if I was already broken long ago 

I Needed to Tell You Guys

So, one of my stories has been deleted by the write the world community, due to the involvement of attempted suicide. I can edit the story so it does not contain this or I can share a different one. Although it is a little disappointing that it has been deleted, I am going to try to write a new story altogether just to share with you guys. Thank you all for your support and honest opinions on my writing. 
~Madison~

A Little Note

I have posted two of my stories now. One is called All Because of a Football Game and the other is called Unfortunate. Please do read and I would appreciate reviews on them too. Kepp in mind that I did change them up a bit from the orginals but anyways. Read them and I hope you Enjoy.

All Because of A Football Game

Austin:
I am on the football field getting ready for tonight's game. I am the star quarterback for our school and I am also dating Amber, who is head cheerleader. Even Though, sometimes, ok not sometimes, all the time Amber is a really clingy bitch. She has already cheated on me like, I don't even remember how many times. Well, anyways, she is getting broken up with tonight, due to the fact, that I, Austin Miller, am gay. But that is besides the point. This is the last game of our season and I really am hoping that Kayden will come. Who's Kayden you ask. Well he is only the hottest kid in our school, besides me of course. Well, I guess you see why I need to dump Amber now. 

Kayden:
Ugh, Homework! I really wanted to go to the football game tonight. I have to get this homework done first though. Why is it always when I want...

Stories

I am going to try to post a story around 2:00 pm or 4:00 pm. If not then, you can expect one around around 9-10 a.m tomorrow. 

Here Or There

What would you do to be there?
At the top. 
Not here, broken and failing.
Wishes can come true.
But how long till I reach there.
Not here but there. 
At the top.
Not the one being looked down upon, 
But
The one looking down.
Take your dream and fulfill it. 
Wishing, here on the bottom.
Broken, Failing, Dreaming. 
Will it ever happen?
Can we really go there?
To the top.
Not lonely,
Not Broken
Not Failing.
At the top.
    Just
        Falling
            Hurting
                Waiting
    To go back where you started.
                        Choosing
Simply to 
Be             Here
    Or             There

OutCast

Me, The outcast among them all
All of them are like planets, and 
I am just a cell. They look 
Upon me with disgust, yet
suspicion. All but one.
Only one other cell with me. Not like them
The planets, you see. 
The other cell looks at me equally, then looks
at the planets with disgust.  
The planets created 
by cells, see use, the cells with suspicion
and disgust, only they themselves
were one once. 
Me, the outcast among them all
Me, a planet. I look at those 
cells with disgust and suspicion.
Me. Finally changing, recreated. 
I am the one without the outcasts. 
Now, I see the 
Outcasts, the same way my planets saw me.
Try, don't break the code. Cells, useless, look 
at them with disgust. 
But maybe it's time to let that rule go. 
Me, a planet. 
One with the outcasts.
One with the cells. 
    Me, The outcast.
        Once Again. 
 

I Have Decided

I am going to post my LGBT stories. I am trying to post one or two today. I think that I have like 4 or 5 to post. They are mostly pretty short and stuff. I am not going to let my parents hold me back from sharing the stories that I wrote and that I love. I really hope you guys will enjoy them.
~Madison
 

Scared

Okay, so there is something that I have to tell you all. I really want to post my gay stories, but I am honestly afraid. My parents have already threatened to take this writing place away from me. I am so scared that I am going to lose this place. I really need to keep this place because I really need a safe place to share my writings. I think that I am going to try to post them soon but it might be a little while. 
~With All My Fear~ 
Madison

Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

The Face

You are here
In this place
When you look below the ocean welcomes you
And the green trees behind you support you
Here to see a beautiful face rise above
Above a sky drenched in gray colors;
And painted with stars 

For if that face can rise above all
It will give you 
a new beautiful life

You stare;
You stare at the beautiful gray sky
and just then 

The face of brilliant reds and oranges
Uses it's happiness to light up the sky
To light up the sky; 
To light up the sky with beautiful colors

Reds for your Strength
Oranges for your Happiness
Purples for your Independence 
Pinks for your Inner Peace
And Beautiful Blues
The Ones you see each day 
For your Confidence

Everyone else just sees a sun 
Not a face 
Everyone else just sees the colors 
But they mean something to you 

Because the face the rises above the clouds;

Is You

And you cast...

Betrayed

I am not sure how to explain this to everyone.
I am not sure how to explain this feeling of pure betrayal. 
I am not sure what to do anymore. 

What do you do when your best friend of 5 years, lies to you for months?
What do you do when they lie to everyone about you?

So now you are stuck in a place where everyone thinks that you are
A slut
A hoe
A jerk
A hurtful person

When in reality
You know you are not
But how do you keep believing 
Yourself

Because you are the only one who knows the truth
And when you try to tell them
They push you away more

Say that everything you say is lies
Even though you're not the one who lied

It was her
Your best friend of 5 years
She betrayed every ounce of trust
That you ever gave her
And spilled every one of your secrets

So...

Ummmm

I forgot that I was going to post some of my LGBT short stories on here today. I will try to remember tomorrow or maybe later today. 
Sorry to disappoint you all.
~Madison~

IDEAS ANYONE??

I really need some ideas for some short stories. Characters, Setting, Requests, etc. Anything would help. 
 

Broken

Broken Girl
One of the many in this world
Broken Boy 
One of the many in this world
The Broken Girl
Convinced no one will ever love her
The Broken Boy
Only caring about one person he wishes would love him
The Broken Girl
Knowing the one she loves will never love her
The Broken Boy Waiting
For the day he can tell her
The Broken Girl Waiting 
For the day that she can leave him a note behind
The Broken Boy Hurting 
Because he knows he is not brave enough to tell her
The Broken Girl Hurting 
Because she knows no one will ever love her again
The Broken Boy On The Bridge
Because he knows this is her favorite place
The Broken Girl On The Bridge
Because she knows her time here needs to end
The Broken Boy Running To Her
Only because he knows he needs to save her
The Broken Girl Running To Jump
Only because...

Ummm..... Not sure what this is.

Is there something wrong with who I am? 
I hate that people always judge every choice I make. 
Apparently 
I am not responsible
Apparently
they think that I am not smart
Apparently 
I am not trustworthy

I feel the stares at school 
And I hear the whispers of everyone
The whispers about me
Because of who I choose
To be friends with
To date
To hang out with

Sometimes I just feel like 
Everyone thinks I am stupid
Because they think that it doesn't hurt
Me 
When they hit me

I live in a small town
I go to a sorta small high school
But I guess 
Everyone here 
Just wants me to 
Leave

Just My Reasoning

Red 
Orange
Yellow 
Green
Blue
Purple
When people think of these colors they think 
Rainbow
When they think Rainbow somehow it always leads back 
to the LGBT community
Some people see the community 
as a good thing 
full of people not afraid to be different 

But there is always going to someone who opposes of it
They see the community 
as a bad thing
full of people who are liars
pretenders
idiots

My view is that if God said to treat others the way you want to be treated
It's a test
Because God created everything and everyone
Although he did say that a man and a man should not be toghether
It would only make sense that God is testing the true believers
If you take his commandent to love your neighbor as yourself then 
you would love these people too
Eventhough they are sinners but we all are too
 

Just Wondering If....

I have a bunch of little stories that I made. Most of them are gay. I think that they could use some work and was wondering if you guys think I should post them. I haven't been posting lots lately and I wanted to add some stories that you guys might like. 

LGBT

This is a problem 
A major problem
When people don't let others be who they are
This is a problem
A major problem
When people say that you chose to be 
The way 
The way that you are
When the truth is that people can't 
Change you
People can only change themselves
And if they don't want to change 
You just have to show them
That there is a community within the world
That supports you
For Love beats all
For Generosity beats all  
For Bravery beats all 
For Trust beats all 
 

Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

The Face

You are here 
Here to see a beautiful face rise above
Above a sky drenched in gray colors;
And painted with stars 

For if that face can rise above all
It will give you 
a new beautiful life

You stare;
You stare at the beautiful gray sky
and just then 

The face of brilliant reds and oranges
Uses it's happiness to light up the sky
To light up the sky; 
To light up the sky with beautiful colors

Reds for your Strength
Oranges for your Happiness
Purples for your Independence 
Pinks for your Inner Peace
And Beautiful Blues
The Ones you see each day 
For your confidence

Everyone else just sees a sun 
Not a face 
Everyone else just sees the colors 
But they mean something to you 

Because the face the rises above the clouds;

Is You

And you cast colors;
You cast colors; 
To help others become 
Who they are meant to be 

 

Green

Forest green trees, surround me in this life. I can see them towering over me beautifully, although they are my downfall. There is nothing that I can do to escape this trap, these woods. I don't remember how I got here, or why I am here. I know that I am trapped with the clothes on my back and a bag probably full of useless things. I just want to get out of here safely and go home to live my life, like I was. I have to check what is in this bag and determine if it's anything worth keeping. Sleeping bag, flashlight, 2 granola bars, a can of tuna, a can of beans, a hairbrush, and a pack of hair ties and rope, lay inside this bag. I should probably keep it all, I guess. Now, the next step is to make a shelter, or find one. Trees branches, rocks, leaves, are some of the only available supplies....

Red

I live in a world, so different from everyone else's. Some people tell me about the horrors of the time they saw a dead body or had a nightmare about dying in a war. The horrors that may plague them, are my reality. I see a new dead body almost every day. Sometimes, it passes on through the town, without stopping, but other times it comes to the village center. The bodies are laying there, waiting to see, if any of their family is alive to bury them. This is a war zone, filled by pure hatred. Hatred, of wars from me and my people, and hatred of us from other countries, are all that happens in this country. I have never seen such a deadly and dark place, filled by the bodies, of my people, who have been killed. Huts line every street, as we tried to rebuild what we had before, but it didn't work out. Children play...

Yellow

This room is my home. The only place that I can let out my pain and my sadness. This room, with it's cold, welcoming tile floors. Come home to a family that is like a circus. Fighting parents, screaming siblings, and death stares from them all. They all think I am a burden. I just try to make it through one day at a time. But everyday feels like another burden on me. They just wake me up, and then I cover every bruise with makeup. No one at school knows about this. I cannot burden anyone else with the pain that I carry, for it is my fault for being a burden to them. Since I never talk to anyone, I get it worse at school. They call me fat, ugly, stupid, and so many other words. So I go home each day, and force myself to carve the words into my skin. So everyday I can remind myself...

Black

I can't go outside because of my pure fears of the people out there. I feel like I have been a victim of my family's skin color my whole life. I may not be white like them, but that still means I have a right to live. I will not go outside because of the fears that plague my mind. It is a different story than being hated for your clothes, having glasses, or so many other stupid things. I don't even want to go to school, for I know that the second I step into that building everything will start again. I will be pushed, hit, hurt, and broken before the day even starts. I know that this may have been the way they were raised but hate for a different skin color is something entirely different. I get that I may be the opposite of purity, because black stands for hate, and impurity. I just want to be...

So Stay

Some people say that love can fix a broken heart. 
Some people say that I can be fixed even though 
I have been broken '
Over and Over 
Broken more than anything else
In my cold world

Some people say that I am fixed
That being broken makes people perfect
But what broken people are perfect.

Sometimes I tell myself life would be easier
Without me living in it
If I was gone burdens leave the others around me

Sometimes I tell myself life is better with me here
With me living here 
I can help fix others who have been broken 
Just like me

Except when one person tells you 
That they live for you
It changes everything 

Except when one person tells you 
That they would die 
If you died 

That changes everything that you ever thought
Because when a person that you love
Puts their life in your hands
You realize what you truly mean to the...

White

The shadows danced on the walls as I sat in the brilliantly white room. This is the only room I have ever known, ever since I was too little to remember it. White is a color you think can be beautiful on tan skinned girls clothes. White is a color you think can portray purity, beauty, and innocence. I mean have you ever looked on google for the defintion. I bet not, you probably don't have time for something like that. I can tell the exact definition of the color white, just like when you search it up on Google. Go to your google browser right now and search the color white. These exact words should show up The color white is color at its most complete and pure, the color of perfection. The psychological meaning of white is purity, innocence, wholeness and completion. In color psychology white is a color of new beginnings, of wiping the slate clean, so...

Just a Little Note

Lately I have had inspiration to start a series of stories using colors as a main theme. The colors will be used to help purely fictional characters, that I have made describe their situation. These situations will be ones that we don't really here of everyday. I guess that's it.
~Madison

This War In My Mind

This War in my mind
Is making me lose control 
of everything. 
I need to write with my soul and heart.
But This War makes me think differently
This War makes me believe
that there is no point 
in writing
in sharing my writing
in trying to fulfill my dreams. 
I need to win This War. 
I am 
losing control
    slowly
            slowly 
                   slowly
I feel like everything is
    c
      r
       a
         s
            h
             i
               n
                 g
This War in my mind 
is making me lose 
control 
of everything
I have lost control of everthing.

I Have Been Thinking Lately

For a while, I have been sitting here thinking. I just want to find a reason that I was put on this Earth. What's the point of me being here? I realize now that no one has a set purpose on this Earth. Some people believe that God knows the purpose why we are here, but it's not true. If there is a purpose, for me to be here, or for you to be here, we have to make it. We can't just believe that someone somewhere has laid out our whole lives. We all have a choice whether to do something with our lives or we can just do nothing with them. We can all choose to make a change in the world or we can leave it how it is. There is so much you can do that will help other people, but many of us are so self-centered and we choose to ignore it. This world can't...

The World and Me

The world is my canvas.
The world is my paper.
My body is my paintbrush.
My body is my pen. 
My blood is my paint.
My soul is my paint.
My blood is my ink.
My soul is my ink.
Every piece of me is here. 
To paint a better world. 
Every piece of me is here.
To write a better world.
 

#capitalletersq&a

​WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LIFE? 
I believe that life has no meaning in particular. Life can mean something to me, but it probably means something else to you. To me, the meaning of life is to make the world a better place then it was when you came into it. 

WHAT IS YOUR GUILTY PLEASURE?
I don't really have a guilty pleasure. Although something I do a lot, that I probably shouldn't is throwing my stuff on my bedroom floor. It makes my room a mess and my family hates it. So, I pick it up, when I get around to it. 

DESCRIBE YOURSELF PHYSICALLY. (POSITIVITY AND HONESTY IS KEY)  
I have curly brown hair, about shoulder length. My eyes, which are my favorite thing are hazel. Not a lot of people notice though because the green is mostly around the outer part of my iris. I am always mostly wearing sweaters and jeans. 

SHOULD PINEAPPLE BE ON PIZZA?
Yes,...

Spilt on Paper

The ink on my pen is my soul.
I write everything on paper. 
Until more of my soul is contained in 
poems and stories
Then in my own body.
The ink of my pen is my blood.
I write everything on paper.
Until I have finally bled out.
My blood on paper,
My body bleeding out.
Why does this cruel world not see me?
They only see my body, 
not my blood.
Spilt on the paper.
They only see my mask,
Not my soul,
Spilt on paper.
They see me 
for who I am not.
Until it's too late
All my blood
All my soul
Spilt on paper.

My Opinions and Feelings

Sometimes there are people that do things that make no sense to you. 
Like when you have almost nothing and people complain they didn't get what they want. 
Or when there are people that judge you for just being you. 
Usually I keep things like this to myself. 
Like my comments and my opinions. 
But lately it's been to much. 
It's just like I feel all this anger and pain build up inside of me. 
My dad was just in the hospital for two weeks. 
And then my friend almost died. 
While this was all happening the people around me 
have been complaining that they don't get what they want
And it hurts. 

Perfection

Perfection can be our downfall. 
If we are so caught up,
In keeping everything perfect, 
Then we don't realize what is going on around us. 

In Death

In death, we find the pain. 
In death, we find the sorrow. 
In death, we find the bad. 
But what if there is good. 
In death, we can find new life. 
For when one beginning ends, another begins. 
In death, we can find happiness. 
In all the memories.
In death, we can find the good. 
The memories and the new beginnings. 

 

Maybe

Maybe they had a reason. 
Or maybe they didn't.
MAybe they had a reason to abduct her.
Or maybe they didn't.
Maybe they had a reason to hide her from me. 
Or maybe they didn't.
Maybe she was afraid of them. 
Or maybe she wasn't.
Maybe they had a reason to kill her.
Or maybe they didn't
Maybe we could have found her before it was too late.
Or maybe we couldn't.
Maybe they had a reason to break me. 
Or maybe they didn't.

Reasons, Reasons 
Give me some reasons. 
I just want to know why you did it. 
Reasons, Reasons. 
I need reasons. 
Before I die, give me reasons. 
Tell me why. 
You took my child.
Away from me. 

Maybe you did have a reason.
Or maybe you didn't. 

Hopes, Fears, Dreams

Hopes, Fears, Dreams. 
We are all the same. 
Living for a dream, Hoping to succeed. 
Afraid of many things. 
Or Afraid of nothing.
We all ask the purpose of life. 
Instead of living life to its fullest. 

Always asking ourselves. 
Why we are alive?
Instead of asking ourselves 
What we can do to make our life worth living?
 

Doll

I feel like I am a doll. 
And  everywhere besides my house is the dollhouse.
I have to act like I am loved by my parents.
When the truth is I am truly not.
I have to act like I am rich.
When the truth is I am not.

Don't let people open the door.
To the house that stores hate.
Don't let the people see.
Who I truly am.
Hiding in the light. 
In plain sight in the dark.

Makeup, where's my makeup?
I need to cover up.
The bruises.
The cuts.
Every mark that they made. 
Someday, I will leave this place. 
That's what I keep saying. 

I am a doll now.
Laying in this coffin. 
My true skin shows. 
As I lay in this coffin. 
All the marks. 
All the bruises. 
I knew someday I would leave that place.
Now look at me.

Laying Dead in this Coffin.
Finally broken. 
No friends at my funeral. 
Because I...

The Attic

It is dark here. 
It is cold here. 
Among all my other friends, I sit.
Waiting to be picked up and gone through once again. 
The colors here are drab, boring and black. 
I feel like I have been sitting here for years. 
The people stored me away.
Up here in this drab attic. 
Waiting. 

 

Author Q&A?

I was thinking about doing an author Q&A. If you think that would be a good idea, please comment questions for me to answer. 
 

Thanks

Just Wanted to Say Thank You For Supporting My Writing. 

At Home

Not A Place, A Person

People always tell you to be yourself. Except, when you are surrounded by people, you are who they want you to be, but we all have that one place that makes us feel in power of our bodies, our minds, our lives, even when we aren't in control. 
I have been lots of places but I don't have one place where I feel like myself. There is one person that brings out who I really am and every time I am with him, I feel at home. People tell me that it is stupid because then I never have time to think or I never have time to myself, but I don't feel like I need it and no one gets that. His name is Justin and there is no one else like him. He treats me like I am an angel even though I don't deserve to be treated like that. He knows everything about me and yet he...

The Boy, The Girl

The boy,waiting on the bridge.
The girl, waiting for the boy to return home. 
The boy, knows he could just jump.
The girl, knows he will come home.
The boy, scarred, bruised, and broken.
The girl, beautiful, worrying, wondering. 
The boy, returning to his girl.
The girl, rescuing her boy. 
The boy, slowly fading.
The girl, slowly changing.
The boy, finally faded. 
The girl, finally changed. 

The death of the boy.
The change of the girl.

Both broken and changed.
By this cruel cruel world.

The Cruise


Lily’s P.O.V
One day, I  won a free cruise trip through Royal Caribbean International Cruise; It was an  all expenses paid trip; We would leave from Tampa, Florida, go all around Florida and then travel to Barcelona, Spain. In the envelope, there were three tickets. Two of the tickets had the same room number, Room #75. The room was a master suite, with a color scheme of lilac and gray.  It had a kitchen and bathroom.
The other ticket had room number 74. This was the room across the hall. It had a gray and blue color scheme. It had a bathroom but no kitchen. I thought about who I would want to invite. I instantly knew I would invite Madison. She had always wanted to go to Spain. I was thinking about who else to invite, when I got a genius idea. I would invite Zachary. I was going to invite him to annoy Madison, so she would not...

Thank You

I feel so grateful that there are people here that care. I am so grateful to the few people that enjoy my writing. It really means so much to me and I just am so grateful. I want to write and make a life out of it, and I was at a point, where I felt like it never was going to happen. 
Now I can see that there are people who care about everything that I write and that was a light in my darkness. 
Thank you all so much for the support and helpful hints. 
~Madison~

Help

I just want to live my life, the way I want. Writing is something that is part of my dream, my very own dream, to live my life the way I want. There have always been people in my life that judge me to quickly. My choices are my choices. My life is my life. So, why do other people think that they have a say? 
I just want to write to inspire. I am not going to quit doing what I love, just because they say things. Just because they try to break me. Just because they are them. Some many people tell me that liking writing is such a nerdy thing. Some people say that it will never get me anywhere. 
But can't I just write because I love too. Can't I just write because it helps me let out my feelings. Or can I write? There is so much that I don't get in this world. How...

People

Aren't there always those people in your life? 
Those people who try too hard
Those people who judge you
Those people who hate you so much 
Aren't there always those people in your life?
The ones who can't see through your mask
The ones who can't break down your walls
The ones who see you for who you aren't
Isn't there always that one person in your life? 
That person who tries to help you
That person who never judges you
That person who loves you with all their heart
Isn't there always that one person in your life?
The one who sees through your mask
The one who breaks down your walls
The one who sees you for who you truly are
But sometimes there are those people.
Those people who hate the one 
Who tries to help you
Who doesn't judge you
Who loves you so much
But sometimes there are those people
Those people who hate the...

What I need, What I want, How I feel

Sometimes people don't understand
            They understand that I am human
       When I keep my emotions inside
            Buried Deep
    They say that I can't possibly be human
            Because I need to tell other people 
        What I need
                    What I want
              How I feel
   But I am not human
            I am not who they think I am
                They don't understand
        That if I told them
    What I need 
What I want
        How I feel
                They would slowly 
                                            
                                            Slowly
                                                    
                                                        Fall Apart
                                                               
                                                                    Just
                                                                               like             
                                                                                        Me

Book Review Competition 2019

Salt To The Sea

Salt to the Sea
By Ruta Sepetys
Historical Fiction
Teens: (13-18)
  
    A book can change the way people think, see things and even live. There are thousands of books and everyone asks me how I specifically chose one.   
    When you find a book that changes your life, it is an amazing feeling. The book that changed my life is Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys. 
    The book is based in World War 2 times and changed the way I thought about it. I knew, at the time I read the book, that World War 2 was a violent and sad time but this book changed everything. You should all definitely read this book because it shows a fictional yet realistic and emotional story set is the time of World War 2. There are 4 different points of view in the book and it gets more and more interesting by the page. Each character tells...

Love in Words

Yours

People say that you are not good for me. 
People ask what I see in you. 
I see my world, my happiness, my life, my savior. 
Why can't they see what I see?
I see the love of my life, the light in my darkness, the joy in my sad world. 
Can't they see past the outside features? 
I see beautiful brown eyes, amazing curly brown hair, and the most handsome man in the world. 
Why do they not see what I see?
A happy man, A kind boy, a loving boy, a amazing human being. 
You saved me and you may never read this. 
But I love with my whole heart. 
I don't care what they think you want me for. 
I know that you want me for who I am. 
I know that you want me to be yours. 
I know that I am yours and you are mine. 
I love you so so much . 
You kept...

Emotions Without Feelings Prompt

Emotions are bigger than feelings. But feelings are how we describe emotions. 
You are happy and joyful that can explain an emotion. 
Although we as humans have a difficult time explaining emotions without our feelings getting mixed in. 
I wanted to propose a prompt to all of you. 
Try to explain an emotion ie. sadness, happiness, anger, etc. without using feelings. Use descriptive words and imagery to show that you are one of the very few, who can express emotions in writing, without feelings mixed in. 

Book Review Competition 2019

Salt To The Sea

Salt to the Sea
By Ruta Sepetys
Historical Fiction
Teens: (13-18)
  


     A book can change the way people think, see things and even live. There are thousands of books and everyone asks me how I specifically chose one.   
    When you find a book that changes your life, it is an amazing feeling. The book that changed my life is Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys. 
    The book is based in World War 2 times and changed the way I thought about it. I knew, at the time I read the book, that World War 2 was a violent and sad time but this book changed everything. You should all definitely read this book because it shows a fictional yet realistic and emotional story set is the time of World War 2. There are 4 different points of view in the book and it gets more and more interesting by the page. They each...

Justin Ballou

I have wandered miles in my lifetime. 
Trying to find a purpose or a reason why I am here. 
I have meet so many people in my lifetime. 
Trying to find the right one for me. 
I have made so many friends in my lifetime.
Trying to find a great best friend.
I have been in so many relationships in my lifetime.
Trying to find a perfect person for me. 

Then one day, I found my purpose. 
The same day I found the right one for me.
The same day I found my best friend. 
The same day I found the perfect one for me.

Funny thing is. 
They are all the same person. 
Funny thing is. 
His name is Justin Ballou.

Book Review Competition 2019

Salt To The Sea

    A book can change the way people think, see things and even live. There are thousands of books and everyone asks me how I specifically chose one.   
    When you find a book that changes your life, it is an amazing feeling. The book that changed my life is Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys. 
    The book is based in World War 2 times and changed the way I thought about it. I knew, at the time I read the book, that World War 2 was a violent and sad time but this book changed everything. You should all definitely read this book because it shows a fictional yet realistic and emotional story set is the time of World War 2. There are 4 different points of view in the book and it gets more and more interesting by the page. They each tell their own story in the beginning but eventually their stories...

Book Review Competition 2019

Salt To The Sea

    A book can change the way people think, see things and even live. There are thousands of books and everyone asks me how I specifically chose one.   
    When you find a book that changes your life, it is an amazing feeling. The book that changed my life is Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys. 
    The book is based in World War 2 times and changed the way I thought about it. I knew, at the time I read the book, that World War 2 was a violent and sad time but this book changed everything. You should all definitely read this book because it shows a fictional yet realistic and emotional story set is the time of World War 2. There are 4 different points of view in the book and it gets more and more interesting by the page. They each tell their own story in the beginning but eventually their stories...

Book Review Competition 2019

Salt To The Sea

    A book can change the way people think, see things and even live. There are thousands of books and everyone asks me how I specifically chose one.   
    When you find a book that changes your life, it is an amazing feeling. The book that changed my life is Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys. 
    The book is based in World War 2 times and changed the way I thought about it. I knew, at the time I read the book, that World War 2 was a violent and sad time but this book changed everything. You should all definitely read this book because it shows a fictional yet realistic and emotional story set is the time of World War 2. There are 4 different points of view in the book and it gets more and more interesting by the page. They each tell their own story in the beginning but eventually their stories...

Why The Pain, Why the Brokeness, Why the Hurt?

Sometimes when brokenness can heal a heart.
Sometimes pain makes people love others more.
Sometimes through the darkness people become lights.
But sometimes brokenness pushes people over the edge.
And sometimes pain makes people discouraged.
And sometimes darkness makes people hurt.

Why does that matter though?

It matters because brokenness wouldn't exist if everyone was kind and helped others.
It matters because pain wouldn't exist if we all got along.
It matters because if we paid attention then we could stop darkness.

Everyone has had brokenness, pain and darkness in their lives.
It wouldn't happen if we all stopped fighting. 
Fighting won't help us.
But neither will peace.

Mixtape

Soundtrack For My Life

  1. This Feeling: By The Chainsmokers ft. Kelsea Ballerini
  2. Gravity: By Dean Brody
  3. Stressed Out: By 21 Pilots
  4. Two Houses: By Matthew West
  5. Strangers Here: By Tenth Avenue North
  6. Don't Stop The Madness: By Tenth Avenue North
  7. Fifteen: By Taylor Swift
  8. Change: By Taylor Swift
  9. Legends: By Kelsea Ballerini
  10. Underage: By Kelsea Ballerini
  11. The Middle: By Marin Morris
  12. Perfect: By Ed Sheeran

All My Life

Lonely all my life.
Living on these streets.
I wish I could have done something more for me.
If someone's out there please send help.
For I am lonely on the streets 
Of this broken town.

Wishing all my life.
Wanting to help the woman.
I wish I could have done more for her.
If someone's out there please send her help.
For I am wishing I could have done more for the woman 
Living in this broken town.

You

Why are we all alive?
Why are you here?
Why am I here?
What's the point of me being alive?

The point is that you are special.
The point is that you are loved.
The point is that you can change the world. 
The point is that you are going to change the world. 

In order to do that, you have to make changes to yourself. 
In order to do that you need to be kind. 
In order to do that, you need to be fair to people. 
No matter what.

You could change the world by writing.
By drawing. 
By sharing your opinions.
By coloring.

But your not going to change it if you do nothing.
The point is that you need to be the change you see. 
Don't let other people tell you what to do.
Make your own choices.
Just be you.

The Vistas Beyond

The City That Breaks Me

Look beyond, the glass and the screen, see the city that waits. 
You used to like this town, you used to care about it. 
But now that people break you down, who cares anymore?

I Don't Care What They Say

I don't write to please the world. I hate that no matter who you are or what you write, there are always those people who try to make you feel that you can't write. 
Writing is a passion of mine, but my family hates it. They think that I can't write. 
What do you do when someone makes you feel so terrible about everything you write. 
You just want to share it with the world, but they don't care. You can't share it because it is not worth it, it is terrible, and no no one will ever like it. 
What do you do when they break you and stop you from doing the only thing you love?

A Pair of Poems

Can't We All Get Along?

Poem 1: Brokenness, Pain and Hurt
Sometimes when brokenness can heal a heart.
Sometimes pain makes people love others more.
Sometimes through the darkness people become lights.
But sometimes brokenness pushes people over the edge.
And sometimes pain makes people discouraged.
And sometimes darkness makes people hurt.

Why does that matter though?

It matters because brokenness wouldn't exist if everyone was kind and helped others.
It matters because pain wouldn't exist if we all got along.
It matters because if we paid attention then we could stop darkness.

Everyone has had brokenness, pain and darkness in their lives.
It wouldn't happen if we all stopped fighting. 



Poem 2: Stop 
I am lost. 
The pain, hurt and brokenness of this world.
Hurting me.
    Breaking me.
        Torturing my soul.
    Why can't we all get along?
Stop the wars.
Stop the fighting.
Just have peace.
    Peace for this world.
        Not Pain.
           ...

One Person in One Million People

There is one person I will give everything too.
One person that I trust with my life. 
One person that knows me better than anyone. 

There is a million people who judge me. 
A million people judging who I love.
A million people who don't understand my choices.

I am a girl. 
A girl who wishes to be respected for her choices.
A girl who found love.

Who knew that people would bully me for it?
Who knew my family would hate me for it?
Who knew my friends would lie to me about it?

Can't I just love who I wish?
Can't I just give someone my heart and trust them?
Can't I just be left alone?

No one understands.
No one gets it.
No one cares.

Except for the one boy I love. 
He understands me better than anyone.
I would trust him with my life.

Except that seems to fail. 
Except my family doesn't want us together. ...

Tiny Love Story

The Love Found In A Goodbye

Two hands, connected in a final touch. Love is not only found in hello's it is found in goodbye's.
The old woman, grasping the old man's hand, as tears stream down her face. They only found each other 25 years ago. Time to let go.They found each other and love has lasted for so long, but the woman has to say her goodbyes now, for the man has had a wonderful life, and she loves him. The man and woman say their final goodbyes and she feels him slip away. I love you, my dear. She says before he fades.  

Polar Opposite

Polar Opposites

    My name is Joshua. I am a 30 year old man, currently living in Sydney, Australia. Years ago, I visited the United States and I met a girl. At the time I was 25, and she was 18. I remember that day so clearly. 
                                                                                     ~Flashback~
    It was a breezy, but warm Sunday morning. I was walking around, looking at all the places, in the town of Montreal. I passed a church and I felt pure hatred flow through my veins as I looked at it. That was until I saw this girl walk out of the doors. Never once had I cared to even go near a church not after my father died, but I felt so drawn to the girl, and I had to try. The town was pretty small so I thought I had a chance. 
                                                                                ~End of Flashback~
    
    I got my chance with her, but eventually I had...

Strike

Our World; Our Lives; Our Rights

A lot of things drive people to act on their beliefs and or their core values. One thing that drives to me activism is equal rights; and no not just racial rights or LGBT+ rights, I am talking all rights. We need to acknowledge that everyone is different, and respect their differences. What is the use of judging people for their skin color or the people they love? This is our world, in which we live our lives, and our rights make up how we live; So how will you choose to live?

Strike

Our World; Our Lives; Our Rights

A lot of things drive people to act on their beliefs and or their core values. One thing that drives to me activism is equal rights; and no not just racial rights or LGBT+ rights, I am talking all rights. We need to acknowledge that everyone is different, and respect their differences. What is the use of judging people for thier skin color or the people they love? This is our world, in which we live our lives, and our rights make up how we live; So how will oyu choose to live?

Why I Write

I Write Because...

There are so many reasons to write. I write to free my soul and put the words on paper. I write to save myself from my demons because writing is my angel. I write to fight for those who can't. I write to create new worlds and live in them. I write to escape. I write to feel love and despair. I write for emotions. Most of all I write for readers, so they can always keep reading. Writing is a way to live not something to do. I write for freedom. Writing is freedom. 

10 Second Essays

Example

Set examples in your life for someone else will follow.

See the present and if you wish it to change have the will to change it.

Be one with yourself then you can be a role model for someone else