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posted by Xennoxxx
(trigger warning: talks about mental health and sh ideation)

Dear Society,
This is a plea
From a broken girl
In this damaged world
A girl who never had the chance
To be herself in fear of being rejected
Cast aside for not following the public norms
This is a plea
For God's sake society,
A girl's body is not a toy
A piece of material to be passed around and thrown to the ground
To be torn and beaten
Bruised black and blue- bleeding through
Her very being

A person's dreams
Are not shared to be downgraded for being
Too childish, unachievable, and unrealistic
And yet, the sky is the limit?
For God's sake society,
Suicide is not a joke
Out of the eight hundred thousand children that take their lives
Or tried and failed to succeed
How much blood covers your hands
Just cuz you 'joke around'
Saying things you don't understand
That girl fights at home
The real reason she's always alone is cuz she's scared
Scared of someone seeing her vulnerable
Since the pressure says crying is for the weak
Wearing long sleeves to hide her scarred over scars
Going through life where everything is bleak

Dear God society,
This is a plea
Since when was suffering admirable
Five foot seven a hundred and ten pounds
Curvy figure and pale skin
So perfect - society says
She's dying! But you wouldn't know
It doesn't matter, just look at her figure
Toxic build up in her body and five years old
Anorexia at ten, bulimia at fifteen
How much longer until it's finally seen
Her ribs - jutting from her sides
Held in place
By only the pale paper mache they call her skin

For God's sake society!
Is there really a reason
For labels and names to organize people in boxes like street signs
Saying what goes in which direction
Piling on a thick cloud and shame and hate
Just because of the kind of person we want to be and date

Dear society,
This was a plea
Isn't it clear?
Things in this era are more than they appear
On the surface -
We're all people here
Playing this game of what society say goes
Cookie-cutter impressions of the human race
Anything different would be a disgrace
When can we act like people and stop moving out of fear
Of things we can't control
posted by Skitty_Love
"Takaya's grades have been decreasing, there is a chance she may not make high school next year.." Ms. Mitsuba says calmly to my mother. "Takaya! Is this true? Why didn't you tell me you were failing school?" She snaps at me, who was sitting next to her on the cushioned chairs placed across the marble desk. I silently shrug, looking down at the patterned carpet. "Tell me!" She continues to order. "I just-" "Your father is gonna be furious!" My mom cuts me off of my sentence. Thats when I had snapped. "Quit talking! Let go of my now!" I cry, my voice thundering. Ms. Mitsuba grabs my wrist,...
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Masquerade

Brightly colored masks
Lined up on the wall.
Waiting to take part
In the masquerade ball.
Smoothly shaped plastic
Fitted to flesh,
Each of their disguises
Much like the rest.
Hiding the scars,
Unsightly disfigurements,
Ways they are marred,
Ways they are different.
Each of them has one,
Hiding the truth,
Things that are ugly,
Battles of youth.
Smothering plastic
Hinders my breath,
Tightly laced ribbon
Cuts into my head.
"Just take it off"
The insistent voice says.
"Then you could breath.
You'd be free again.
Remember the days
When life was so simple.
The whole world was good,
And yours soft and simple.
Those...
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posted by para-scence
My whole body was trembling. I sat up in my bed, the covers everywhere and messed up. My heart was pounding and there was a ringing noise in my ears. I scanned the room for him, and even when I saw he wasn't here, I still couldn't release my fears.

I had been raped.

Trying to keep calm, I grabbed my clothes off the floor, my shirt had a rip in it, so I grabbed another shirt from my closet. I ran a brush through my hair, getting out all the knots. Then I decided I couldn't live with myself this way and decided to take a shower. I turned the water on to blistering hot, and I scrubbed my entire...
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posted by sawfan13
Lilith, still frozen from the question her beloved Howl had asked her. She so badly wanted to unleash an answer, but couldn't.

I really wanted to tell him. Yeah, I want to marry him, but I cannot speak at all. I started to breathe deeply and my voice was dry, so he could barely hear me when I said,"Yes. I will be happy to marry you." Howl and Debbie couldn't understand me, as tears started to roll down my face. Odd, whenever I get emotional or excited, or both like in this situation right here, my throat dries up like Beatrix Kiddo's did after digging herself up after being buried alive by Bill's...
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posted by peaceanddisney
this is my first story that i made on here i'm still decideing if i want to make more of this book or not i am still decideing on a tittle name.please do not hesitate to criticize i need it.thank you <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I Taylor Ann Smith was not happy.I was very mad.How dare them! i thought angrily to myself.how dare them decide who i marry!.this all happened when i came down for breakfast."Good morning mother,good morning farther."i said happily.Mother was cooking eggs and toast while father was waiting."Hello darling"said Mother cheerfully as she sat a plate of eggs and toast in front of me."good morning taylor" farther answered. his plate."what's happening today?"i asked still eating."well.. mom started looked unconfertable...we decided who you were to marry"."What!" i cried almost chocking on my food.
posted by MissMuffin38
Marissa opened her eyes, half asleep, half awake. It was 8 o’clock in the morning and she felt hungry. She clambered out of bed, rubbing her eyes so she could focus on things properly. Olivia was already out of her bed, and it seemed like she was downstairs. Marissa walked down the stairs to find her, rubbing her eyes once again. As she entered the kitchen, she saw Olivia sitting on one of the wooden chairs, placed around the table. As she walked over, Olivia looked up, and gave her a weak smile. Marissa could tell something was wrong. “Where’s everyone else?” Marissa asked, puzzled....
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posted by Insight357
Glance the other way
Rip your heart out
I just don't care anymore

You're useless
And uncaring
You know nothing!
Yet you pretend you do
You're a pretender

A pretender is just a liar in disguise
A pretender is a faker
A pretender hides
A pretender is a maker
Of the dark abyss

You told me once
I told you twice
Now what?
Do we forget the past?
Live for the future?
Or remember and continue on our path?

...Decisions...Decisions...
Left or right?
Up or down?
Wrong or right?
Please give me the answer
For I do not know
Right and wrong any longer
posted by sawfan13
I couldn't sleep very well, even if I was cuddled next to Howl. I couldn't help think of the following questions: Is this wrong? Is it bad to love someone that is so much kinder and a better person than your fiance, yet your parents are still forcing you to marry the horrible fiance? Is it wrong for a woman raised with people and society to fall in love with someone raised by animals and swings on vines. I kept thinking of Adam. Grrr! I can't stand him anymore. I remember the last thing he said to me,"You won't survive there without me! I'm your everything! You can't hide from me weakling!"...
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posted by sawfan13
Howl leaned down, his lips almost touching mine, when suddenly we heard screaming. He jumped off of the elephant, leaving me behind while I'm struggling to get off. It wasn't a human scream. More like a baby monkey or something. I got off of Tahji, and landed on my butt, and walked towards the bushes and leaves to where Howl went to. I see him talking to a baby monkey. It looked like the same type of monkey on "Friends". I looked at Howl and said,"Hey look! Ross has a monkey! Ha! I always wanted to say that! Hahahaha!" Howl looks at me confused, and said,"Where?" I thought of what I said was...
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posted by avatarsbigstfan
Hi, AnnabethKatara here!( Old account temporarily suspended because I'm eleven:() Anyway I've been working pretty hard on this and I don't trust Fanfiction.net enough for some good critisism, I LOVE FANPOP anyway... Hope you enjoy!!! :)
Chapter One
Demyan
“Just wait until you see the auditorium, Demyan.” my fourteen year old sister Anya blabbed,” It’s amazing how much it looks like the Globe theater.”
“ Mmmhmmm…..” I said, trying to drown out her annoying speech by flipping open the windows and slamming them back down.
It was bad enough our mom had forced me to spend half my...
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posted by boomboombunni
This was the day Andrew's parents dumped him at a hotel with one million dollars. The hotel would be his new home. His new room was rumored to be haunted, which excited him, but it was going to be lonely without any children. When he walked in, he could tell it was a themed hotel. Everyone was dressed in 18th century clothes. He had two dumpy little bags of period clothes, and his money was in his pocket. He paid a man to take his things to his room, then he went exploring. Mainly, it was just hallways with older people, but, he saw a girl who looked about his age. When she turned to look...
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posted by irena83
A dream.
Your life is never going
to be a dream.


Dreaming of
better days,
you're hoping
that pain will
love you less,
but pain
loves you more.


You're still
that sad child,
you have never gotten
away from your past.
Your destiny
is bounded
for their sins.
You cannot wash yourself,
you cannot be yourself.


They see you
as their opportunity
to restore
their failures,
but they don't see
that your desires
are being smashed,
your identity is
being erased.


You don't remember
who that person is,
you don't dream
anymore,
you don't rejoice
anymore,
tho you're still
that sad child
trapped within
their misfortune.


They want you
to play by...
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posted by irena83
Chapter 4: Sunny day

These were the days of peace and happiness.
Days were spent in peace and love.
Jack loved his job, even though he wasn't that patient with children who didn't pay attention on his classes.
But, he knew. He was doing something
important, something useful.
And most of all, he knew that his lovely wife
and beautiful little Gwenny were waiting for him
at home.
Dana was amazing at kitchen.
Jack loved everything she made.
One happy family they were.

Like every morning, Jack would go to work,
and Dana would make a breakfast and some coffee to wake them up.
Morning coffee was something wonderful
for both of them.
After having breakfast, Jack would drink coffee
with Dana, looking at her with the same gentle
and passionate love that never fades.
"I'll see you later, darling." - Jack said and
went to work.

Dana was still sitting and enjoying in the coffee,
watching through the window the sunlight.
She could smell the flowers that were growing
in the yard.
posted by Percysclique
Chapter 4 – An Old Friend Returns
Kaolin was about to pass out in the middle of the well-travelled dirt road. He hadn’t gotten any sleep since Amorite had freed him. Kaolin felt that happened days ago rather than last night.
Tanis was dozing in Kaolin’s arms. Ileana was dragging her feet and trying her hardest to keep up with Kaolin’s strides. Kaolin had spent the journey taking turns carrying the children. They were weak and hungry. There was no way they could make the five mile trek on their own.
“How much longer, Kaolin?” Ileana clutched Kaolin’s brown tunic with her small grimy...
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posted by ilovehouse345
I lied
I lied to them and got caught
I confessed up and told them the truth
but they get more upset
I walk down the dark hallway
into my lonely empty room
I lie on my bed, thinking
I go to move and I can't
I fall down
pain shooting threw me
they walk in
saying I'm faking to make them feel bad
they walk out
leaving me on the ground
crying out in pain
I finally give up
crawl over to the closet
get the gun and cocked it
put it to my temple and pulled the trigger
life...filled with hate
I've chased down all my demons
but it wasn't enough
mistreated,misplaced,misunderstood.
posted by poseidongurl10
Why bring a 10 year old to a crime Scene?Why even kill her parents in the first place?I'm Agent Lauren Klozwesk.I work for the FBI.I'm stationed i'm Arkanas.And I'm being wanted by my home country I escaped:Venice,Italy.

I'm currently working on a case that involves a murder.The Ivashkov family was recently killed in their urban Arkanas house.My motive is Why?Why kill Them?Why leave the Daughter?

Lately,I've been with the daughter,Violet."So Violet,would you like a danish for Breakfeast?"I asked.She shook her head.Who could blame Her?She saw her parents die."Ok,you want Cereal?"I was trying...
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posted by hannah_vampire
I can only hope that this is good.

Adrian Dante – 1864
My horse ambled along for a considerable distance, I watched as the faint fog hung over the hallows. Katherine hid in the shadows praying not to be seen. “I have tasted your blood Katherine so you cannot hide” She appeared in front of me “what do I own you Mr Adrian Dante” My bear smile alone scared her “Why do you think? I’m here to kill you my love” Her face went cold but then she smiled.

Present
The cold winter chills hung in the air and the lake’s waters were crystalized. An arm snaked around my waist “I thought you...
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Hey, here is the end of the last chapter!


Her whole body jerked awake.She was lying on the ground crying and shaking. The group of girls were watching in horror, Lily had a tear rolling down her face. Elyon and Rose were crounched down beside Alexis, Astrid had her hand on Alexis's cheeks.The two of them looked into each ohers eyes, before Alexis smiled.
"I bet the file didn't say anything like ths?" Alexis whisperd trying to stand. Astrid was shaking too as she helped her friend to her feet. Elyon and Rose Stood up too, Lily hugged Alexis.
"What just happened?"She pleaded not letting go. Alexis...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
I keep my rhythm
I tap in time,
My music is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
Or gradually trickle down,
It can make you laugh and cry
That powerful sound.

My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Music is the food I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.

Music is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
You can always find a friend in music
Music will always be.
I lay in bed after I woke up to the cold harsh air coming though the trailer's small window. It was another crisp day in New York. Cold, like any other winter day, but peaceful. Very unusual around here. I could hear my mom heating leftovers in the small kitchen outside my door. I decided it's better than her up and leaving for three days. She struggles to keep two jobs to pay off what we need. She's usually not around very much. I've basically been raising myself. At least today I can talk to her.
I walked into the kitchen to see her using the laptop. That thing is her life outside of work....
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