A Maeflower

Just looking to improve my writing before I get back to school!

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A Maeflower

Just looking to improve my writing before I get back to school!

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A Forest

A Maeflower

1 min read

The trees swayed in the wind, sunlight shining on the leaves, casting shadows on the forest floor. Patches of soft moss covers the tree trunks, that are wide, tall, and rough.

Smells of wood, pine, and sap fill the air. Behind the present smell of trees, one can catch a faint scent of rain against rocks, and dew in the morning.

Birds swoop through the trees while singing their usual chirps...

Adventure

Please Don’t Go. Not Now.

A Maeflower

1 min read

“I’ve never met anyone like you!” I scream, words ripping through the air like a chainsaw, but he is a tree that cannot be cut down.

“You should be grateful for that.” He looks away, in shame? Doubt? The tears don’t stop streaming, running, sprinting down my face.

“But I need you! The world, needs you!” The knife shakes in his hand.

“What you need,” he says, pausing for a moment, a...

Romance

YA fiction

I Can’t Wake Up

A Maeflower

2 min read

“Come on . . . come on!” I yell, flicking switches, pulling on the control stick, but nothing is working. I’m spiraling out of control, going down, down, down.

“Defense system failing. Prepare for uncoordinated landing on Planet: Unknown.” The spaceship says. “No! No, no, no!” I exclaim, but that doesn’t help when I land roughly on a planet.

“Eughh,” I groan, aching all over. Thankfully I...

Horror

Science fiction

I’ll Be Back

A Maeflower

1 min read

I don’t know why, I just couldn’t help myself. He was so, so handsome, and how could I deny being queen?

So yes, I did poison him. He didn’t die. He was simply very, very enamored with me. In love to the point of obsession.

I’d wake up to bathtubs filled with jewels, new gowns every day, and stables dedicated to me.

Some would call me a witch. I call myself, well, a witch, but one ...

Thriller

Fantasy

Not By A Mile

A Maeflower

2 min read

Once upon a time, a girl recieved an invitation. She, of course, was thrilled. It was not your regular invitation, nor anything of the sort. This was an invatation to a ball. A ball that would not end until the prince, as princes do, finds his bride.

This girls name, was Twyla. And Twyla knew, oh she knew, she would be his bride. She was absolutely positive.

And so, she arrives at the ...

Good For You, But Not Me

A Maeflower

1 min read

Your love is like an arrow

Laced with poison

My sight was narrow

When I let your voice in

I told myself it was love

It was manipulation

You put me on like a glove

Your affection was my imagination

You made me apologize

For things you did

Writing poems of my demise

How we were never ever friends

And now I’m done

I’m cutting the string

Before you shoot your gun

Remember, it was good for you, b...

Poetry

YA fiction

The Storm Of Ever After

A Maeflower

1 min read

If wishes fell like rain,

then certainly, I am a storm.

Drops filled with fairytale dreams

Fanciful dresses of roses and cream

Hailstones of castles,

Princes, true love, and poison apples

The clouds heavy with once upon a times

Opening up to “darling, be mine’s”

Sunshine veils of happily ever afters

Ballads and songs of sword-wielding masters

And when I wake up from my marvelous dream,

Remin...

Poetry

Fantasy

When I Look In The Mirror

A Maeflower

1 min read

“Get away!” I scream, while sobbing, over and over and over again. “I know you’re not real!” The monster doesn’t leave. It stays, because it is red hate, and black despair, and everything about myself I want gone.

I lower myself the the floor, banging on the ground. “Get out of my head!” I say to it, while it stands there above me, all high and mighty.

“Fight back,” my head tells me. ...

YA fiction

Devil In Disguise

A Maeflower

1 min read

Eva sauntered across the room like she owned it. Of course, she didn’t, not really, but she could if she wanted to.

Every man wanted to be with her. Every woman wanted to be her. Her dress was of the deepest red velvet, and it had a scandalously low cut “sweetheart” neckline, although she was anything but. Black lace was on every edge, and on her sleeves, black pearls were intricately embroid...

Horror

Romance

No Thank You

A Maeflower

1 min read

“Oh god, I’ve got to go, come on Layla!” I say to myself. If I don’t get to school now, I’ll be completely late, and probably get an F on my presentation. Mrs. Bell hates me like that.

I’m in the middle of zooming forward when I run into someone. God, what kind of jerk just cuts into my path like that? I try my best to avoid him and walk forward, but he keeps blocking my path. “Can you move?”...

Fantasy

Mystery