You stole from me.... You stole everything from me....

You stole my heart....

That's right you stole my heart. It was a Sunday in Vermont. I was alone in my Nana's cafe when you tapped me on the shoulder.  It was a cold day, and I was barely 17.

"Can I sit here?" is what you asked me.

My legs were on the little round table. Looking at you twitterpated, while looking at your soft brown hair and your white t-shirt and blue eyes.

"Oh- Oh Im sorry. Let me move out of your way." I said back to you that day.

"I'm sorry to bother you again but, may I have your number? I can't help but notice how pretty you are." You gazed  into my eye as I thought to my self how sweet and attractive you are.

A month later we started our relationship. It was the best days of my life, until that unfaithful day of May 16th. I remember it like it was yesterday, how could I not.

You stole my money....

I got my first job. I remember you asking me to help pay your car note because you got fired from your own, and like the love struck teenager I was, I paid it for you.  Little did I know I was getting paid, and pushed around.

6 years later, we got married. You got distant. I got depressed, started a second job because I could barely pay rent for us.

One day I checked my account balance, $139, that's what I had. It was all I had.

You took my money and spent it on silly things like shoes and a new car. We needed that money.

You stole my trust...

All this grief, and ALL this stress, you did something I didn't think I a million years you would do. I noticed your weird timing coming home from places I don't know where. Why Jason? Why did you cheat on me. I was nothing but loyal.

You stole my Life...

It's been a year now. I'm still thinking about you, when I sleep, when I eat, when I breathe, you come to mind. I've got a new job now. It's pretty nice. I get paid well and I'm holding my own.  I can't move on. You're always here, not REALLY here, but in my heart and in my mind.

I have a new boyfriend. Hes nice, but he's not you. He doesn't know I still think about you all the time. Im hurt all because...

You stole my heart.

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

A sequel to Soup!

A shifter called Soup and his human, Missy, live together up in the field of flowers.

With Missy now suspecting Soup's true form, both must overcome thier fears to work through this new chapter in thier lives.

But when all seems like it is settling, a new creature called Stew makes herself at home amongst the family of two, bringing with her questions about a shifter's life in a crueler world beyond the train tracks.

Yona Daisuke, the daughter of Japan's president, finds herself trapped in a life controlled by her father's ambitions. Despite her father's plans for her, Yona's true passion lies in becoming a singer. With a voice more beautiful than she can imagine and a talent for playing the violin, Yona embarks on a journey to pursue her dreams and break free from her father's expectations. Along the way, she discovers the power of music to inspire and heal, while also navigating the challenges of balancing her personal desires without her father's demands.

"Sometimes, the sweetest melodies are found in the courage to break free and sing our own song."

A short story I wrote for a competition. Hope ya enjoy it! Any feedback is very helpful.

A girl likes a boy she will probably never be able to date... What if the boy actually likes her?

What if they get together?

What will happened?

A good relationship or a bad one?

You will find out....

Like yesterday, I remembered the day I have seen her

Something with a black dress and various colorful flowers on it

She stands in front of me singing the wildest song I have ever known

With the purity and faith in her heart about karma

I think she really did think about life

She’s a kind girl who will love you forever

She is like my mother

Do you ever seen an angle dance

fortunately, once I did

Time passes me by, the picture of the angle getting erasing from my mind

The face of light got faded it out

Can’t remember how she looks like

As I remember I have seen her a only few times in my life

Both know who we are but never talked

Feel the mirage of conversations

Charm and disciplinarity got her move on to my heart

Never knew how this is gonna be

If knew would have spoken to her ages before

the simplicity of yourself won all competitions in everyone’s life

Even though my mind still can barely see how you smile with me with your friends

I know those days are gone

Even now I can memorize you there

The place of we first saw each other

When we pass by the road of street we only smile at each other

Why haven’t we ever speak

I think it’s me not wanted to talk to you

The sacredness and shyness got me struck

Will never get those moments again

But

If I get I’ll not pass you by.

We have to stop destroying nature. Trees, forests, small rivers, big rivers all kinds of rivers and especially don’t corrupt the air. We should have to stop destroying nature. Don’t cut trees. Just save it like your breath. If we don’t care about the environment and nature we will lose everything we have. Look around you if we don’t have nature it’s like an empty white background. Protect nature It starts from your home. Start to clean your environment and don’t put plastics, plastic bags, plastic water bottles around somewhere. Put them into the dust pin. If we destroy nature We have to pay for that one day surely. We live because of this nature, every day we get fresh air because of this nature. plant trees don’t cut it for a temporary situation or money. Nature is the most important thing in our lives. That’s I keep saying this over and over again. Or sometimes we have to face The consequences. So from now on protect the Your environment and nature. please plant trees as much as you can.

Disguised as a commoner, Max Garner as his name, he meets a woman who catches his eye: Harper Stevenson, a woman with the same age and interests as him.

Having new friends, who have no idea about his real identity may seem suspicious, but can he keep his secret?

We've got dating tips and more. We also include stories sent through Instagram or some of my own personal stories. Is it the guy's or the girl's fault? You can be the judge. Send me your personal story through private messages.

A group of young delinquent high school kids was sent to prison for doing drugs and weed, theft, murder, and manipulation. They all have IQs over 150 and are sent on a vacation for a chance to be reentered into society with one trillion dollars. 16 kids. Unlimited days? A prize of one trillion dollars? What could go wrong?

The first thing that stood out in the room was a guy, about my age, standing there in the middle of the room.

"Audrey Knight?" he asked.

"Yeah, who are you? This is my dorm."

"I'm Mason, we're roommates," he said with a wide grin.

I just stood there in shock. "There's got to be a mistake, girls are always with girls in dorms."

"Well there are no more open rooms so you're stuck with me darling."