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The teacher was once again lecturing us, what for? I have no idea, but then again, I don't care either. I just continued to listen to my music. The bell finally rang, but before I could leave, the teacher asks for me and some pigtailed freshie to stay after class. After a few minutes, the room was empty. " I asked you two to stay because you were the only

ones to pass Monday's quiz." Shocker, I pass every quiz and test. "Okay so, I always pass" "Well, you see the quiz was on things that I haven't taught yet" "Is that all," I say, heading towards the door. "No actually, It's not" I stop and turn to face him. "I'm not sure if you two know but the school's academic team needs one more person to compete..." "Let me...

" I can do anything to prove my love for you"

" Well, by anything.. you can do anything??"

"Yes Yes Yes... anything, you just have to command me and it will be done in a snap"

"Well.. then" he said looking around the busy road and in a matter of second, the dumbfounded expression was replaced by a deadly smirk which held a ruthless

intention

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In this story you all are goin' to witness the craziest, greatest and the most tragic love story of this Z Generation...

Well, at least I think it that way..

Warning!!
Y'all have to give your mind a little workout, so, it doesn't stops functioning because of the twists..

And yes don't forget your tissues as said already..... Tragic Content

Ahead

I have done my work

I have warned you already, now the rest is your choice...

The letter read:
Beatrix,
I wrote you a letter, it seems ironic. Right? I mean, you broke up with me in a letter and now I’m writing how much I hated you in a letter. No wonder why we dated each other, we were the perfect match. That is besides point, by now, future me should have told you already that I forgive you but I wrote this when hated you. So

here it is, the words you have been given warning to, I HATED you. Past tense. I used to hate you, I gave in to anger and rage, it was a pit of anger inside of me that I wasn’t going to burn in. Now I have been reformed, spiritually. I started taking classes that helped me read myself like a book and others. In fact, I bet I have already read you when I to...

Chapter One – Not a Shower, A storm

Lucas and I had arrived at my hell on earth, my ex's baby shower. I think I would have killed the taxi driver if it wasn't for Lucas and the speed of modern day cars. I could have missed my slot for a congratulations and a quick game of guess your Daddy! And that wasn't an option. I wasn’t there for the brightly

coloured cake or the overpriced party bags, no. I was there to save someone later on from a broken heart and the heart breaking feeling of a child being ripped away from your arms.
I told Lucas my plans on the way here and now that he has pulled me aside, away from the party and away from my cheating, backstabbing, psychologically messed up ex, I don’t know ...

Dear You,
I just wanted to take the time to say the things I’ll never get to say to you off my chest. You, you were my light in the darkness. The rainbow at times my everything. It was the way you looked at me displaying an image of being the only girl that gave you the sparkle in your eyes. It was the way you take my hand and pat it softly

like a baby being rocked to sleep. It was the way you linger the words “ I love you” of the tip of your tongue that made me melt like butter. I thought I had myself all figured out before meeting you. But, before I could you cast me with your spell and picked me up off my two feet to a place where I didn’t think I had within. Your words did the trick. ...

I sharply exhale, looking around the atmosphere ridden with debris.

The sky is no longer blue, instead it is a color no longer recognizable, just a mix of dirt, ash, and smoke.

How did it get to this?

Why did it have to get to this?

Attempting to maintain a cool demeanor, I let my mind ponder to the good days.

The unbearably too good to

last ones.

The sickeningly sweet ones, that I would do anything to get back. Cherry red gloss memories.

The ones with her...














(Sorry this was really short, I'm new and I don't get how to do this yet, but anyway hope you liked it 😊)...

He was a minute too late. He’d run to her house, only to discover his girlfriend lifeless, cold, pale, and on the floor.The cuts were too deep this time. “Why didn't you tell me?” He questions the dead body he used to know as his lover. The razor, marked with the blood of her all over it, had slipped out of her hand as she lost consciousness moments

before. The breathing had stopped seconds before he reached her. He now holds her in his arms, wondering if it was his fault.

The ambulance rushes her into the hospital, and about an hour later, she is declared dead. He collapses to the floor, screaming in the most painful way. His once cheerful girlfriend is now gone, and he cries until no more tears ca...

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As I exhaled the laughter from my lungs, I look at you. We share a glance for what feels like a lifetime. I feel blood rush to my cheeks and I see yours do the same. While the world goes on, I can't help but feel stuck in your eyes. Everyone else's laughter fades to the background. The only thing I can see is you. It isn't

until someone shakes me back into reality that I remember where I was.
In my half-dazed state, I laughed, "I'm sorry, can you repeat that?". " I said, are you okay? You've been watching your phone for a real long time. To distract from my embarrassment, I laugh loudly, "of course, I was watching a great show". My friend, Ludwig, rolls his eyes, "whatever d...

Are you going to tell me why you look so dull? asked alice. See this piece of paper, its crumbled up and people have torn it and it has become so small, now this piece of paper is worthless, i am like this piece of paper, i am so tired of waiting for good things to happen when they never do. voiced ray with unbearable pain in his voice. alice quietly took

the paper from his hand and started folding the paper left and right. ray looked at alice with a sudden curiosity that topped his depressed mind set for a second. Alice was done folding the paper left and right, up and down, god knows what she did with that tiny piece of paper, she struggled in folding some parts of the paper as it was fragile and crumbled. On...

Rays of weakened sunlight bleed upon the left edge of the desk. Car motors toil away only to be muted against wall, a sheet of glass, and plastic shutters.
A brightness shines at the corner of his vision, as he slowly claws toward the base of his glass of water, just his left. He summons the energy to drag the glass toward his chin, the sound grating

his ears until the glass slows against the edge of the pile of papers, bending the edge of the papers. He tips the cup just enough to allow a stream of warmth to run down his tongue. The taste is stale as he ceases his hand from the base of the cup. The cup achieves its balance after a touch of water climbs to the rim and drips down the glass. Kwadjo groans...

"Damn!"

The same tree root caught Michael--again--sending him and his skateboard flying. He landed hard on the old concrete sidewalk, and sat for a moment, breathing heavily before pushing himself up. “I hate those freaking maples,” he muttered as he scrambled to his feet, rubbing his painful rear.

The gentle downward slope of the street might have

made a perfect ramp for skating, but in this neighborhood, the century old sidewalk was lined with big leaf maples whose roots cracked and created ridges in the concrete. An unwary skater could find himself thrown off balance and off his board if he didn’t pay attention, like today.

There was a hidden advantage to the sidewalk conundrum. The damaged si...

The sun hung low in the sky over the Kingdom of Sakai, the last rays of light reflecting off of the castle’s high towers. Princess Evelyn sat in the throne room entertaining foreign guests and local nobles and knights loyal to her parents kingdom, the kingdom she would one day inherit. The beautiful young princess was holding her own amongst the nobles

and foreigners, strong willed and stone faced apart from her charming smile. One would think she had no worries in the world not even the ongoing war which had been raging for over a year after heavy tensions with the neighboring kingdom finally reached a climax, below her in the castles armories a legion of knights was preparing to embark on a journey to yet ...

"Okay, here's how we do it ..."

A week ago I never thought I would sit here and have a normal conversation with my arch enemy. A week ago we were still trying to kill each other. You might think it is an exaggeration, but you should have seen us during the football games. We are both team captains for the only two teams at our school and they have never

been friends, never. But now that we are going to compete in a bigger competition, we have to bring our teams together to a large one to have the right number of players. I can't understand why the teachers thought this was a good idea....

Nightmares are interesting. You can wake up from a nightmare and be terrified for days or you can wake up with tears on your face. Some wake up from nightmares and are confused while others laugh silently to themselves. Nova has dreamed the same nightmare as long as she can remember, with little details exchanged every time. For twenty years she has seen the

sad boy in dirty clothes by the blood-red lake. She doesn't think it's interesting when she wakes her friends screaming on sleepovers or when she wakes up crying on Christmas Eve. However, I can tell you that for twenty years the boy at the lake has been dreaming of Nova. I think that is very interesting....

I look up in the stars and I imagine Derick looking at me with his emerald green eyes shining in the moonlight. Nothing between us just space. It’s almost like time is moving so slow because this perfect moment me and him are in. he’s just so mesmerizing to the eyes and i can’t get him out of my head or out of sight. “Hey am i always in your

head?.” Derick tells me almost seductively.
Then its like magic i wake up back in my room. In the best part to say the least and that had to be some bull because i go to sleep just to get some action. So i guess i just haven’t grown into my body or my face. The reason why i say that is for the automatic reason i got deemed as being “un-sexable” for a nice...