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Young Girl

Short story, Innocence

by BurstingBilrost 9/26/2013

written by BurstingBilrost

I’m not an engish native speaker but this is the only bullshit that i was able to write in english some years ago. Better to post here for a fleeting moment than let it die completely with me. Part of a planned and bigger story (never to happen, no point wahtsoever).

Astarte was walking up a green flowery hill at the end of a calming and peaceful day to deliver an important message to one of the leaders of the region.

The little colored birds that were happily flying around were able to enjoy watching her simple, but gentle, village clothes, and […]

9/26/2013 2 comments

I’ll never do it!

by RosieLeighGreen 8/22/2013

written by RosieLeighGreen

Today I attended the funeral of a family friend, she was 22 years young and she had taken her own life on the 8th of august. I didn’t know her very well, but anyone could see she was very naturally beautiful with a contagious smile and an infectious laugh.
She was well known and well loved by so many people, all I’ve heard is how amazing she is, how she was free-spirited, selfless, caring and kind. I heard how much she loved people, music and how devoted she was to her family and friends.
I heard she was a beautiful, bubbly, spiritual and loving young […]

8/22/2013 6 comments

Silently, silently

by JustKeepDreaming 6/17/2013

written by JustKeepDreaming

Silently, silently.

A teen not more than fifteen,
beaten and bruised,
lost and confused.
One who does not speak out,
but runs and hides.
Silently, silently,
she yearns for the missing young girl.

A teen not more than sixteen,
parties and people,
drugs and alcohol.
One who does not admit her addictions,
but hides behind them.
Silently, silently,
she screams for help.

A teen not more than seventeen,
taken advantage of,
hurt physically and mentally.
One who does not get help,
but remains quiet.
Silently, silently,
she wishes for relief.

A teen not more than eighteen,
broken and scarred,
self inflicted harm.
One who does not think,
but continues […]

6/17/2013 2 comments

another post about being sad

by Stacie 6/15/2013

written by Stacie

so I called the crisis line if anyone knows wat its liek to talk to them its agnozing to try to tell somone to ask for help when all people do is judge and say Its all fucking up to you really i had no idea i understand there just trying to help but i have heard it so much I have complained so much I know theres six billon people in the world but what dose it matter existence theres so much suffering in the world anyway so why do i matter. I use to be a happy kid even if shitty stuff happned […]

6/15/2013 2 comments

Let Me Live Again

by ChellyDiane 5/21/2013

written by ChellyDiane

Let me live again
Let me dream of how things were
Let life be my grass I walk on
Looking for a place to stay free

(You still did this to me)

Let me be the only thing I dream big dreams for
Let my heart grow strong against love
Where you could never last past the moment
That many men crushed me daily

(You were everything to me)

Ugh, let my hands gently lift my hair
Slowly pulling it back revealing my eye
Black and blue among other colors that leak through
But for some odd reason
I just canâ€™t let go

(Thereâ€™s never been happiness,
Nor real love […]

5/21/2013 2 comments

Secrets

by The_Wallflower 3/8/2013

written by The_Wallflower

Over the years of my life people have trusted me with their secrets. Their own stories. Just holding them can put stress on a person, so I decided to share them with whoever is willing to read. I will not use names nor describe the physival apearance of that person.

First, a friend of mine had told me that her mother had been raped during the summer of 2012. She told me it was by someone very close and she is still going to therapy. Although she is recovering from the whole experience, she is making progress. She was not afraid of speaking up (which is […]

3/8/2013 1 comment

The Boy With The Lies

by fallenangel48 3/3/2013

written by fallenangel48

We are gathered here today, brought together by sadness and a young girlâ€™s demise

A conclusion reached because of the boy with the lies

Her told her things each day, no one should have to hear

So often in fact, she lived in constant fear

She no longer looked forward, always looking back

Building up her defenses for the boy’s next attack

Day in and day out she heard the boy with the lies

Make fun of everything- from her feet to her eyes

Even the way that she walked was absurd

She remembered every mean thing she heard

Even when she was alone, […]

3/3/2013 8 comments

kaities story

by kaitieishere 1/3/2013

written by kaitieishere

ok so my best friend is 13 and beautiful shes smaler bulit, blonde hair blue eyes and an amazing smile. she was happy most of the time and always was talking about twiight she was all about the cullens and she went to a normal middle school and had friends who cared and loved her, but she didnt see that, she saw her self so much differnt, i know this site is for kids who are thinking wrong and in a bad place, but if u keep that life up you wll be in the same stop that kaitie is in.. gone, dont get me […]

1/3/2013 0 comment

How alone I really am.

by ohhfunk 10/20/2012

written by ohhfunk

You never know how alone you really are until you look around and no one is there. Yes, I have friends who say that they’re there for me, but are they really? Well, that’s what they want me to think. By them telling me that they are, they think I believe it. Where are they now? Where have they been? They may be here physically, right beside me most of the time, but they aren’t really.Â For the last two years I have suffered from depression, gone though a long phase of anorexia, bulimia and cutting, no one knows about my struggle other than my closest […]

10/20/2012 1 comment

Fighting For Freedom

by TheOneLookingBack 7/17/2012

written by TheOneLookingBack

I was always in the dark, but continuely fighting

Always afraid to fall asleep, and to let my head rest on the pillow

Living was and is hard, all the pushing, punching and biting

And still I sat there watching her beaten, he laughed like it was a joke

I held her, she held me

We were a very disfunctional family

When he took me from bed at night, he kept me in his room

Crying from hurt and fright

A young girl, from ageÂ three to age five

Abused and knew he was sick […]

7/17/2012 2 comments

Scared

by Bella-omy 2/9/2012

written by Bella-omy

Me, I’m scared. I’m still a young little girl and I’m going threw things I wish I wasn’t. To adults, they think its my fault. I’m starting to think maybe it is. Its ME who isÂ strugglingÂ ,I make myself struggle. I try to “Love” but there is no love for any young girl. Theres only lust. And if you have love, your a lucky son of a *****. I want to feel love. because everyone I date I say I’m in love but I’m n0t. Could it be that I just started dating?. I struggle with pain, anger, sadness and more . Â But why, why me. […]

2/9/2012 2 comments

I Was Nothing

by Chelsii 8/16/2011

written by Chelsii

I thought I was nothing once…
It seemed I was a small, insignificant part of the world, and when I died everything would keep moving forward as if I didn’t ever existed in the first place. My hopelessness… my struggles… they were all too much for me. I was ready to die, not knowing what was on the other side, but hoping it was better than the hell I was living.

I was two years old when my parents divorced. I was the daughter of a 24 year old Sunday School Teacher and a beautiful 18 year old High School Graduate, but others in our community […]

8/16/2011 18 comments