gabriella

Its all as fake as the city we live in. The humble upbringings and slow rise to fame. A lie. No one has to work hard to get to where ...

"This is the way it is, Arabelle. Get used to it because you can't change it," I said guiltily. It always made me feel so awful to upset my little ...

This is only the beginning! Please tell me what you think so I know whether I should continue on with this story!---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

So.....from where we left off.....It's still not finished in any way, but hey! it progress!---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Morgan," I yelled over the blasting punk rock,"you are going to get us killed if you drive any faster!" Brown strands of hair were whipping at my face. With the ...

Here's a little piece of what you mind told the unfeeling body to move forward, and it did, but I couldn't feel the dewy grass under my feet. I told ...

I'm more of a story teller kind of person, rather than a poet, but I had a few poems taking space on my computer desktop. I thought I might throw ...

That smileTeasing LaughingLooking at each otherWonderingAnd knowingAwkward momentsHugsJokesThoughtsDeep conversationsThat’s him.Those blue eyes.EnchantCharmHauntMeThat’s himHe doesn’t knowNot an

WHAT YOU MISSED"...With that the little girl gave me a quick smile, revealing a missing tooth, and flew away. I stood up on my ledge and pushed myself into the ...

WARNINGThis story has one bad word and it's the "N" word. Other than that, please enjoy the story and critic honestly!------------------------------------------------------------------------------

His hands were pale when they intertwined with hers. They were strong and rough and she could feel the class ring cold against her own hand. She liked the feeling ...

Hey there! So I'm sure you're getting sick of seeing this story posted...every week, but people have asked me to add on to it so I thought I might. Quite ...

Dear YWS,I am sorry that I am a slow writer and have been filling up the forum with my one story. However, I do not plan to stop until my ...

His hands were pale compared to her own that were intertwined tightly with his. They were strong and rough and she could feel the class ring cold against her hand. ...

His hands were pale compared to her own that were intertwined tightly with his. They were strong and rough and she could feel the class ring cold against her hand. ...