Thinking of Someone Special (ME)

Note: this chapter's from Zoe's point of view.
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I turned away from Ryker. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw adular, fawn Elliot smiling at him.
    I liked Fawn—at least what I know about her, which isn’t that much. But we did a science project together, so I’ve talked to her.
    She seems nice. Well, she doesn’t talk much, but she has a handful of friends who she wouldn’t dream of leaving. She’s kept some of them since kindergarten.
    I glanced back at...

Note: This chapters from Quin's point of view. Also, LadyEmzy16 came up with the título Tales of a Group of Outcasts, so she gets full credit for that!

Also, even if tu don't like it, please comentario why tu don't like it so I can make it better.
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I walked into the bathroom and sank to the floor siguiente to one of the sinks. I stared at the ceiling.
    I was starting to doubt I was ever going to get a boyfriend, o even kiss. I mean, Zoë had her first kiss in fourth grade, and I’m fifteen!
    Of course, that’s Zoë....

My name is Clarissa. Today, our neighbors suddenly moved out, and warned us of the new neighbors moving in. Something like, "Killer. Devil. Wizard." It sure sounded creepy, and I didn't want to meet my new neighbors, but my parents, being their kind selves, dicho that they had to make a frutas cake for them.
In the afternoon, when I met the woman, she dicho her name was Jainzsott. She walked a black cat. That woman must be really bad luck, I thought suspiciously. Jainzsott lived on Devil's Lane, siguiente to my house. She kept her shades drawn, dicho she had two thumbs, and that she could take off...

I stood frozen in the yard for what seemed like eternity, holding that piece of fabric. Could Brett have been taken por the wolves? I couldn't shake the image of Brett being dragged away por those beasts. I went back in the house and texted his cell. “Hey, u home? Where'd u go this morn?” I closed my phone and placed it on the table. The clock dicho it was only 7:00pm so I made a sandwich, mom had finally gone shopping, and sat in the cocina listening to the wind howl. I was enjoying the peace, when my phone rang. I jumped off the chair I was seated on and ran to the living room. I scooped...

Dreams Written In Ash (CHAPTER ONE- When The Light Ended)



This is to all my friends on here who believe in me and believe in my dream’s. But one person who really helped me and has the same dream as me BeautifulBlaze o Daniel,
Thank You...



My Dream



My dream is to make the world a better place.
For tu and me and the people to come.
I want peace in this world,
And love,
And harmony.
The world we live in now is curl and cool,
and filled with war.
It’s like we’re all on a wheel of all the angry,
thoughts and feeling’s.
A never ending and every winning
race of hate.
My dream is make the world brighter...

Hey Guys!
I'm glad that tu readers enjoyed the first chapter and/or part now here's the segundo one!
And again I'm telling tu this please comentario if tu liked it o if
you found something wrong with it cause I really wanna improve my writing!
I also tried to make it longer than the first one which I wrote in while I was in a hurry.
Carolyn ❤
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Part Two:
Autumn stood there in the dark entrance hall,her corazón pounding against her ribcage like a hammer on cloth, "Hello?" she called but there was no response instead the lights...

I'm a stranger
Just walking on the crossroads,
Waiting for the sun to set,
Hoping the days could go por faster

Oh why did tu ever throw me back?
Cuz now I have to be a stranger
Just sitting on the city benches
There's no place in the world for me

Oh say it's not true,
What tu told me
I can't live on your garbage everyday
I'm not a stranger in this world

I'm not just a stranger
That no one knows
I don't wanna hide my fear anymore
These city benches are way too dusty

I'm now finding a place for me
You can't keep me inside
Locked up, sewing dresses for you
I'm truly más than tu may think I am

I'm not a stranger...