Author's e-books - tragedy. Page - 2
Dakota, a fifteen year old freshman in highschool has his childhood friend named Burke. Burke is a fulltime jock and basketball player. Dakota isn't a jock at heart, but still does basketball with Burke to make him happy; hanging out with all of Burke's friends who constantly bully him. Dakota always puts up with these anticts to be able to see a smile on his best friend's face. Dakota has a large crush on his good friend Burke, and will hold back those feelings for as long as he can manage before his own heart bursts inside of his chest.
The wind was cold. He gave up on keeping his hair from his eyes as he stood by the familiar, tall tree, the only one in the haunting field.
"Tom passed his maths test. It was the happiest I've seen my brother," he stated. "He wanted me to thank you for helping him with it. He was really grateful."
A smile passed on his lips as he remembered his brother jumping for joy, holding the test in front of Alex's face.
"Jane and Kyle finished their preparations. Still can't believe they're only a year older and are getting married." He chuckled, though it was half-hearted. "They were sad when I told them I wasn't going, though. I don't feel like going."
The boy glanced up, seeing green eyes, an amused expression, and black hair. His heart felt heavy as he shook his head. "You promised, you know. You said you wouldn't leave without a goodbye." He had to pause.
"The gun was there, but who pulled the trigger?" is a short story about love, tragedy, and how much decisions can change a person's life.
Jennifer feels she has been living her mother's life ever since she left the house unexpectedly. Her mother was a depressed alcoholic who was abused by Jennifer's father. Her best friend, Adam, is depressed and suicidal. Jennifer escapes from her burdens by going out and getting high with her friends.
Judy has woken up with serious contemplation as to where she is. She's told it's home, but everyone around her looks different to how she remembers. Her boyfriend supposedly never existed, her best friend wont talk to her, and she has a guy following her around telling her he is her 'protector'- instated by her father.
Backwards sees Judy's attempt to search for her real home, wherever that is! Many shocking secrets are revieled along the way, and it feels as though the whole world is literally fighting to keep her in an imaginary world.
Is she dreaming and will bite awake? Or has she actually been shipped to another world where playing the game is the only way to win your way out.
So much unbearable crap has happened to me in the past year or two. I haven't been very active in writing lately, but when I am, I make short stories, and one day I'll publicly post them when I feel I have enough, then add some more as I go along.
I do this instead of self destructing. So, this is very important to me.
This is a collection of short stories. I ask you to keep an open mind. Some stories may not be suitable for children under the age of 14. And to anyone who is sensitive to anything, this may not be for you. This is one big trigger warning for rape, abuse, and cutting. If anything offends anyone, please let me know, and I'll update this info with more trigger warnings. Some of the texts I have dug up from years ago, and got lazy with editing, and separating paragraphs properly. I apologize, and thank you.
Dakota, a fifteen year old freshman in highschool has his childhood friend named Burke. Burke is a fulltime jock and basketball player. Dakota isn't a jock at heart, but still does basketball with Burke to make him happy; hanging out with all of Burke's friends who constantly bully him. Dakota always puts up with these anticts to be able to see a smile on his best friend's face. Dakota has a large crush on his good friend Burke, and will hold back those feelings for as long as he can manage before his own heart bursts inside of his chest.
The wind was cold. He gave up on keeping his hair from his eyes as he stood by the familiar, tall tree, the only one in the haunting field.
"Tom passed his maths test. It was the happiest I've seen my brother," he stated. "He wanted me to thank you for helping him with it. He was really grateful."
A smile passed on his lips as he remembered his brother jumping for joy, holding the test in front of Alex's face.
"Jane and Kyle finished their preparations. Still can't believe they're only a year older and are getting married." He chuckled, though it was half-hearted. "They were sad when I told them I wasn't going, though. I don't feel like going."
The boy glanced up, seeing green eyes, an amused expression, and black hair. His heart felt heavy as he shook his head. "You promised, you know. You said you wouldn't leave without a goodbye." He had to pause.
"The gun was there, but who pulled the trigger?" is a short story about love, tragedy, and how much decisions can change a person's life.
Jennifer feels she has been living her mother's life ever since she left the house unexpectedly. Her mother was a depressed alcoholic who was abused by Jennifer's father. Her best friend, Adam, is depressed and suicidal. Jennifer escapes from her burdens by going out and getting high with her friends.
Judy has woken up with serious contemplation as to where she is. She's told it's home, but everyone around her looks different to how she remembers. Her boyfriend supposedly never existed, her best friend wont talk to her, and she has a guy following her around telling her he is her 'protector'- instated by her father.
Backwards sees Judy's attempt to search for her real home, wherever that is! Many shocking secrets are revieled along the way, and it feels as though the whole world is literally fighting to keep her in an imaginary world.
Is she dreaming and will bite awake? Or has she actually been shipped to another world where playing the game is the only way to win your way out.
So much unbearable crap has happened to me in the past year or two. I haven't been very active in writing lately, but when I am, I make short stories, and one day I'll publicly post them when I feel I have enough, then add some more as I go along.
I do this instead of self destructing. So, this is very important to me.
This is a collection of short stories. I ask you to keep an open mind. Some stories may not be suitable for children under the age of 14. And to anyone who is sensitive to anything, this may not be for you. This is one big trigger warning for rape, abuse, and cutting. If anything offends anyone, please let me know, and I'll update this info with more trigger warnings. Some of the texts I have dug up from years ago, and got lazy with editing, and separating paragraphs properly. I apologize, and thank you.