(Got carried away with this one but Reed was based on Thursday)

Reed sat, tired in his desk. He had been studying for the test tomorrow for 3 hours now. Already taking one today, he had immediately planned his afternoon over a large cup of coffee. He was so close to graduating, he just had to make it through these next few weeks. He was about to just collapse in the library and give up when his f...

Watching the boats gather up people, the smoke rise, the birds drop, it was enough to bring tears to my eyes. Watching all that beautiful fuel just float away. So wasteful. If they had stayed, my fire would’ve envolped them and grew bigger. We had been slowly taking people from the city to fuel the flames for years. I was on top of it all. This was my moment. The moment my city of turned into my c...

I look up at him

And his eyes shine so brightly

No longer from love

But from the pain of victims

From the feeling when he kills

I look up at him

At his once loving, kind face

And his hair, it gleams

Not from sweat and devotion

But from tears and a sword’s blade

I look up at him

His once caring and kind eyes

They stare back at me

Hard, cold, emotionless eyes

Caused from his downfall

I look up at...

The space between two starts is ignored, unimportant, overlooked, invisible, forgotten, irrelevant. Nobody cares, acknowledges, or even sees the space between two stars. No matter how amazing it is; the stars outshine it too much for people to care. No matter how bright there actually are, if they don’t become a star, no one is gonna care. Then eventually, they’ll get tired of people not caring an...

(Can y’all guess who I got inspiration from for Seth? Hint: he’s from a kids show)

(The “rough”part is that he thinks bad about everyone and has a bunch of ulterior motives for almost everything)

“Perfect”

“Poised”

“Polite”

That’s what people see me as. The perfect son of the ambassador. The one who knows 4 languages and is going to graduate college as a highschool junior. Then I go to law scho...

This was dangerous. Too dangerous. However, going back wasn’t an option. I watched the faces of my wife and little girl as we continued walking. At the end of this tunnel, there was unknown. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. There were rumors. Rumors of a place filled with something called color. Something that wasn’t just stark light or dark night. The first time I heard about it, I was intrigued....

(This isn’t an original story. I’m twisting/retelling Joker’s story. This is kinda a joke so😅)

People say smiling releases inner beauty. Smiling tells more than words. That’s why when I was younger, right after my father killed my mother, he held a knife to my mouth. He told me I should smile more; he asked why I was so serious. Then he carved a smile permanently into my mouth. Blood gushed for...

No one remembers how things used to be. How people used to live. What people used to do. What they used to feel.

As soon as you’re born, the procedures begin. They last until you’re six to seven years old, depending on your genes. You’re taught how to live, eat, interact, and do whatever job they pick for you. After that, you live out your life for a full 25 years. Then you go back. Technically, y...

(This story is in two perspectives, and when I posted it, the colors I used turned back to white (or black if you’re using light mode) so you can’t really tell which perspective is which. The trick is that every new paragraph/two lines down is switching perspectives. It goes like this:

Perspective 1……….

Perspective 2…….

Perspective 1……

Etc.

If you are still confused or have any questions them l...

(As I was writing the part where the girl was talking about how the tree is supposed to make you feel special, I realized that the Lord does this too in a way when you pray. You come to him with things that you may think are not as important, but he still listens to them. You can come to the Lord with anything, even if you might not think of it as “important”❤️)

The tree was tall and narrow. I’v...