Young Writers Society

My ADHD is urging me to post this. Tried to not post this but my adhd grabbed me by my neck and started shaking me like a waterbottle.

Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth.
If you still even remember that name.
But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here.
Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
You don't even realize that you are trapped.
Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles.
Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber.
Always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But, you will never find them, none of you will.
This is where your story ends.

And to you, my brave volunteer.
Who somehow found this job listing not intended for you.
Although, there was a way out planned for you,
I have a feeling that's not what you want.
I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.

I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered.
And the memory of everything that started this.
Can finally begin to fade away.
As the agony of every tragedy should.
And to you monsters trapped in the corridors.
Be still, and give up your spirits.
They don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm.
Waiting for you after the smoke clears.
Although, for one of you.
The darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me.
I knew you would return as well.
It's in your nature to protect the innocent.
I'm sorry that on that day.
The day you were shut out and left to die.
No one was there to lift you up in their arms.
The way you lifted others into yours.
And then, what became of you?
I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear.
Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms.

This ends.
For all of us.
End communication.

Good Morning, I am pretty tired, grumpy, and just downright feeling like sprinting out school and never coming back. And I suddenly crave a Gyro. With fries and a Milkshake.

I do not have the motivation to get anything done so I'll be here
Chat with me

My english class is chaos. some kid just slapped me in the side of the head while the teachers back was turned. this is the one time of the day i feel like jumping out of a window.

Good morning. I am back at school...which is bittersweet...considering the fact that I have to go through the entire 8 hour day instead of the three I spent at home doing my work. *sigh* The pain.

I am speedrunning a kahoot right now. It is 59 questions and my teacher did not realize he put every single answer down as the red button.

Good morning! I am still sick and stuck at home. How is everything going?

Honestly i have no idea if you remember me. I went on a loooooong hiatus when school ended and pretty much blacked out for a while. but now......I am back. and the purpose of this message was to tell you that so....my mission is complete and I am returning to base. (also my new school laptop renders the chat as a blank blue page, so i will probably not be active on there during the week but during the weekend i will be)

Room is almost done!! It's been a lot of work, but it's been a good way to forget things. And it seems like a step in the right direction. A new room that reflects a new me.

I am also a proud plant parent which I have always wanted to be!

Ever stop and realize how weird your life is

I just love how divorced parents can even make things like learning to drive so polarizing. Like it's some emotions game (as most things are with them)
Oh I'm the better parent because she wants to learn to drive with me learn do drive with me oh don't drive in her car its sooo hard to drive. STOP

And my mom is getting a new job that is a 9-5 and instead of finding a place for my sister to be during that she just want's me to watch her. But i can't be a full time student and a half time parent. I want to help because it's been a long journey here but i really just can't

Quillfeather wrote:i feel really bad for my sister because my dad is teaching her and he's just not good at it. he just grumpy very fast and starts using angry tones, and then than start's almost yelling and the whole thing is a little concerning and i know she won't have a healthy relationship with learning after this. I wish I could teach her but i really don't have time i don't know what to do...

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i feel really bad for my sister because my dad is teaching her and he's just not good at it. he just grumpy very fast and starts using angry tones, and then than start's almost yelling and the whole thing is a little concerning and i know she won't have a healthy relationship with learning after this. I wish I could teach her but i really don't have time i don't know what to do...