~’ If we could all go back to our beginning, when we were loved by all the world and nature, we’d do it again. ‘

‘ Goodbyes hurt when the story is not finished,

and the book has been closed. ‘~

{[Warnings: Depression, alcohol, cigarettes, abvse]}

"My mind your always on it. Why did you have to die? Come back? Please? I need you!"

Melonia Falls has always been a strange place. Upon the top of this hill lies an orphanage which is home to seven children with special abilities, ranging from lucid dreaming to mind reading. There are rumors that the hill is cursed and so the children rarely have visitors.

One morning, the children awaken to find themselves as the only humans left on the planet. The children band together to find answers, only to encounter things they never believed could be possible. From alien UAPs to fantastical creatures, the children are now forced to master their talents in order to survive.

An early childhood friendship ended too short. Hikaru Akai now finds herself trying to remember what happened 10 years ago. And figure out who this ghost is that's following her around.

Help.

We all need it. Most of us want to have it. Most of us also want to give it.

Seldom we can have it right.

A story about suicide and what one might hear while dying on their bedroom floor

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING!

Hello I am a raging lesbian so I hope you enjoy! //

TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE MENTIONS

"My name is Elliot Green. I am seventeen years old. I live in Klamath Falls, Oregon. And I intend to kill myself on March 7th..."

Elliot Green is a young, transgender and autistic teenager. They feel alone and judged, though they don't mind it much (or, at least, that's what they say). He decides that in forty days, he will leave. After all, there's nothing left for them, right?

But after meeting a kind and bubbly boy, their life turns around slowly, and difficult lessons are learned in the process.

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This is a short story I wrote for my school's anthology. I am just looking for feedback before I submit it.

This story features suicide and loss of a loved one, including blood.

Don't cry over spill milk something you wouldn't think would have any meaning to it.. read and find out what I mean.. if you want ofc :)