Teen Ink

I going to write poems for a while. Helps me get rid of some thoughts.

This is a backstory I wrote for a D&D character I've made.

A touch. My parents met because of it, and my sister got a scholarship. A touch. That's all. Me? I was touched too. I had the Blood Touch. They abandoned me. Now, they need me, but don't even remember me. 

It never crossed her mind once of what terrors were awaiting outside the revolving door...

What happens when a hotheaded girl who is in trouble has to make all of her enemies like her? Chaos, my friends. Chaos.

A musician finds solace in writing his magnum opus after breaking up with his girlfriend.

         I blinked. The sky was dark. I could see the endless waving grass. The wreckage of the Boulton Paul Defiant was scattered around the field where I lay, and the bomb parts looked like dead bodies around me.

What if everything you knew was a lie?

Sebastian Carter doesn't do change. Not well, at least. Megan knew this. So when problems at home started to occur, he needed all the love and help from her that he could get.

“We are not safe here anymore, Amalia.”

And for once in his life, I knew he was serious.

This is my book on short stories. I will submit these for a while until I am ready to submit a real book.

Look I know you may think this is just not worthy to read, or I'm just waisting your time, but please listen to me I won't live much longer and I want to herd before I die...

This is the unfinished version of this story. please post a comment if you want the full version

They're back...

Regan is that somewhat normal teenager. She has friends, enemies, okay grades in school, and a decent family. Life is good for her, until she finds out she can communicate with the dead.

It's time that everyone knew of a crazy life Chicago had on me. I am what you call a copper.