a poem i wrote after experiencing a first kiss

-ONESHOT- She was just waiting for the bus like she used to. He suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked, "why is snow white?"

I shivered as his teeth grazed the side of my neck. I knew that I should have been afraid. I should have left the warehouse, screaming for my life when he gave me the chance. Even so, the involuntary shudder was not born out of fear. Halloween OneShot.

A young man’s life is changed when his family is killed in a car crash. He meets and befriends someone who helps him recover from the disaster, but will this friendship become more? Chapters 1-14 Revised

*oneshot* - You see, once there was this little girl in pigtails playing with a boy in day care when he told her, “You're not allowed to smile. You're even scarier when you smile.” And after that, the little girl never knew how to smile ever again. R&R.

I was wondering, if I could get a hug from you before I go?” I blushed. “I’m getting hugs from all my friends before I leave and I—” Before I could finish my sentence, he took a step toward me, took my face in his hands and kissed me. One-shot.

Halloween with Rilla and Brent turns out to be more then just trick or treating! ** One Shot **

Short ONESHOT. Have you ever been dared to turn around on a public bus and hug the guy your friends are calling ’hot’ that is standing behind you? If so – I speak from experience – DON’T DO IT!

They were completely different, but that's what made them perfect. A collection of short stories that I gave to my boyfriend for our anniversary, they were inspired by him. Please R&R!

A short story written in verse/free verse. "Our touch is tentative; forbidden. I can't look you in the eye. You are not mine..."

It’s amazing how strong emotions come to you after such little sleep and how much you realize you love someone when you watch them sleep. At that moment she vowed to protect him from anything and everything she could, and to always be there for him like h

Hey, it's 9:11." "Good for you." "Hey, it's 10:10." "Good for you." "Hey, it's 11:11." "Good for-"

He left because I lied to him. He left because I didn’t trust him. He left me because I couldn’t love him enough to tell him. And now I pay for it. First chapter being re-written. On a slight HIATUS. GAG. I suck at summaries. R&R

My friend told me to write a romantic scene and told me that it had to involve a broom. She either has some weird fetish, or she's just weird. God I hope it's the last one. Enjoy.

The classic Boy meets Girl, Boy falls in love with Girl, Girl changes Boy's life forever...