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Ame"It's hard to tell who has your back, from who has it long enough just to stab you in it."― Nicole Richie⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧⪧Ame paced back and forth, tossing the powerful ring that she had confiscated from her irresponsible companion into the air. Tension filled the empty space, adding extra awkwardness to the silence that had materialized after the recent argument. Finally, Joss took a breath and broke it."I never specifically said that this was a
I am walking down the hallway, carefree. There’s not a worry in the world I must deal with. Then I see him. The stranger.He’s tall and dark and thin, and most girls in my class crowd up to him. I don’t know why I don’t, but there’s something… off, like a tree branch swaying on a seemingly windless day. I turn the corner, and he turns with me, staring hard. I look back into his eyes, and I am falling, falling into a hole of eternal darkness-I snap awake. I don’t understand my dreams, the way they start n...
Day 1: This morning was exhilarating! I woke up just before sunrise and rushed to the Treat Giver’s room. Heavy snoring sounds growled in my ears. Cautiously, I crawled onto the Bed. I was amazed. The Treat Giver was still asleep!I nudged him with my nose. He kept snoring. I barked softly. That did a little more. He Rolled Over. Hey, that was my
Jilly had been dead for decades. Everyone knew that. Everyone also knew that Karianne was a witch. Those were just the well-known facts of the neighborhood.Karianne wasn’t even her real name. She had forgotten a long time ago. It wasn’t memory loss, just the fact that no one had ever asked her. Except for one person, Jilly.They had met when Karianne was going to a museum. <...
"ELENA!," my little sister's voice booms through the room. I take off my headphones. "Geez, Audry, you didn't have to be so loud," "Yes, I did. I've been trying to get your attention for an hour!" she responds. I raise an eyebrow. "An hour?" "Yes! I started at ...
Hi! I'm Ollie/Pluto, and I go by he/they pronouns. I'm a fantasy writer and avid My Chemical Romance fan. oliverparadox.carrd.co
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