Vanilla

Hey y’all! I’m just a teenage girl, don’t be afraid, I don’t bite. I am and have been a water addict for my whole life; can’t live without it. Love a good snack. Writes all kind of stuff, I like to say I dabble. And I’d love a cookie right now.

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Something About Wonder

Vanilla

1 min read

What if Alice never wanted to go home?

What if she wanted to stay in Wonderland?

What makes life outside worth it?

In the middle of a family of ten Anaelise’s life could not be more chaotic. Her parents are constantly running around trying to keep everyone fed and in order. This often makes them forgetful. On her eighteenth birthday Anaelise wakes up to find that she has been forgotten. Again. N...

Fate Set

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1 min read

Prince Zaccheus Eugene Edmond Marwood is the most hated villain in all of Brookmore. His crime? His birth. And of course, the mysterious prophecy claiming he would destroy the kingdom at the age of seventeen. Well, just one month from that deadline, his twin brother Prince Chrysanthos, the good prince, gets kidnapped. Naturally, the king believes Zach has something to do with it. This is the last ...

Downpour Change

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1 min read

Downpour,

Heavy rain mixed with salt that comes history.

A blanket of desperate, finifugal fight

Draped over my head.

A graduation veil.

Cracked windows in a glass house.

They thought it was a stone,

broken screams of shattered people.

A mirror that’s see through.

I can’t quite be complacent with what I see.

A forgotten song

Gently shredding bands of restraint.

Melodies jumble and mix wit...

Poetry

What’s Become Of Me

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1 min read

‘What did you do?’

Used to be the question I asked every day.

And then we’d stay awake talking till our cerfews

crumbled and cracked and I’d listen to the past

rush through my windows as I drove on empty

streets.

There’s a golden sugar soup sticky in my gut

but I don’t know how to draw from it anymore.

It’s gone cold and I can’t f...

Poetry

Ezra. (pt.3 Cont. Liv’s POV)

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5 min read

_[lowkey surprised if you made it this far.]_

_[cut scene immediately from end of pt2]_

He spoke first.

“You got taller.”

I nodded sizing him up. My hands trembled. I was so not ready for this.

“You too.”

Awkward didn’t even begin to describe how I felt.

Ezra bit his lip and uncertainty flickered in his eyes. I was sure my look betrayed a similar sentiment. He looked away. ...

Ezra. (pt.2 Liv’s POV)

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8 min read

_[PSA-this is literally just for me. I love Ezra and Liv’s story but it’s long so if you want a challenge to actually sit read through like several parts be my guest, enjoy ;)]_

_6 years later . . . _

I pulled on the ends of my hair nervously. It had grown a lot in my time away. It was almost to my waist now. I tied it up in a loose messy bun and shook out my hands.

My years i...

A Perfect Picture.

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2 min read

The ball was enchanting.

The orchestra played wonderfully in time with the beat of feet upon the floor. Merriment was showcased in every face as the man moved through the crowd like water. One thing he took stock in was eyes. Shades of mischief and scandal, others innocence and endearment. Greens and blues and hues that preserved knowledge of thousands of years.

The man’s met with his ...

Horror

It’s Fine. You’re Fine.

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5 min read

I tried to keep my blood from spilling on the tile as I stumbled into the ER. I knew from experience that blood wasn’t easy to clean up. My pink jean jacket would never be the same shade.

I moved past a mother and her crying baby and a man who looked to be hungry.

A girl sat behind the receptionist desk. She was playing a game on her phone which I thought was kind of odd. Who knows, perhaps the ...

Humour

Hours And Glass

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1 min read

I finally know

What I didn’t know.

What it’s like to be an hourglass

Sometimes I’ll admit it all feels pointless

Rushing from class to class

Sand slipping through my fingers

The present

Becoming my past.

My skin’s exposed

As I’m needled endlessly with questions

About what I’m going do with my life.

I don’t know.

And it’s kind of exciting

In the way that I’m terrified.

I’m downright petrified...

Poetry

Slater+Andalin

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7 min read

(This is a scene from a book I wanna finish someday. It’s called Code Seven. Seven is growing and letting some beliefs go. (Seven is slater but she don’t know that yet.) It matches the prompt I promise 😭)

(Andalin’s pov)

Seven sat on a cot to one side of the dingy room. I studied him from the other end. He had given me the bed even though I’d protested. He was injured and needed the comfo...

Romance

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