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We All Fall Down Sometimes
Summary:
Abigail Lancaster, a fairly sarcastic sixteen-year-old YouTuber, Semi-Professional Guitarist, Hobbyist Vocalist, and Super-Duper Professional Name-Giver to Random Things, is diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder after being hospitalized. But what caused it to develop is what people really care about. Religion, upbringings, and social standards conflict with what Abby feels for another person, society judges her almost continuously, and finally, saying just two words was enough to change her life forever.
Genre(s):
Teen Fiction/Young Adult
Excerpt #1:
“We all fall down sometimes,” Jordan said, twiddling his thumbs. I looked at them before I asked him what he meant. I heard something like a laugh come from him, and I could hear him smile.
“We all fall down sometimes,” he repeated, his eyes focusing on the wet streets. I moved my eyes from his hands to his face. His smile had faded and had been replaced with a soft frown. Water dripped down from his face.
“Sometimes we can pick it up ourselves and continue our lives,” he continued. “Sometimes we need help. And sometimes, we just can’t.”
“What happens when we can’t?”
“I like to think we go to a better place.”
“Heaven?”
“You know I don’t believe in that religious stuff, Abbs.”
“Something similar?”
“I guess.”
We All Fall Down Sometimes
Summary:
Abigail Lancaster, a fairly sarcastic sixteen-year-old YouTuber, Semi-Professional Guitarist, Hobbyist Vocalist, and Super-Duper Professional Name-Giver to Random Things, is diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder after being hospitalized. But what caused it to develop is what people really care about. Religion, upbringings, and social standards conflict with what Abby feels for another person, society judges her almost continuously, and finally, saying just two words was enough to change her life forever.
Genre(s):
Teen Fiction/Young Adult
Excerpt #1:
“We all fall down sometimes,” Jordan said, twiddling his thumbs. I looked at them before I asked him what he meant. I heard something like a laugh come from him, and I could hear him smile.
“We all fall down sometimes,” he repeated, his eyes focusing on the wet streets. I moved my eyes from his hands to his face. His smile had faded and had been replaced with a soft frown. Water dripped down from his face.
“Sometimes we can pick it up ourselves and continue our lives,” he continued. “Sometimes we need help. And sometimes, we just can’t.”
“What happens when we can’t?”
“I like to think we go to a better place.”
“Heaven?”
“You know I don’t believe in that religious stuff, Abbs.”
“Something similar?”
“I guess.”
Literature
Regrets
I waited for him like I did every day. On the couch, staring at the door. The TV did not interest me in any way shape or form. The cables behind the big fat repulsive looking box were annoying to play around with. But I loved him. So I waited. In the same spot on the couch, every day he left me, until I heard his keys jingle in the doorknob. I’d perk up as he had perfect timing as usual, for I was getting rather lonely in this small apartment.
I’d hop off the couch and make my way over to the door.
‘Green! Welcome home!’ I’d smile up at him, but I couldn’t speak for I was a mute. I’d open my mouth a
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Fanfiction - Chapter 13: Not again!
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Hazel began to look more and more confused as everyone tried to explain at once. Everyone except Annabeth. She quietly walked over towards the Doctor.
“If you can tell that our dimensional stabiliser is faulty, then you should be able to fix it, right?” she asked.
The Doctor beamed at Annabeth. “Of course!R
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The Fall
My life is going nowhere
Spinning out of control
Bound in chains-
Seeing their hot gaze
Follow me down below
My wings can no longer spread
My eyes cannot see
No sound can I hear
My only feel is dread
Down, still downward I plunge
My arms reaching desperately
For the wide blue
Of the sky I loved
No more to feel the wind's caress
No more to see the sun's light
Dance along the fields below
Shining through the clouds so white
I must have reached too far
Set my eyes on a goal
Deemed too wrong
To turn me into such a scar
Thrust out, I have no home
No people can I claim as mine
No love is there, loneliness
Is what I shall find
The ground caves
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And thus...this li'l thingamajig.
Basically what I've been working on since March 27th or 28th or so. Started with a Camp NaNo project, turned out to be so much more for me.
Still working on this, albeit very, very slowly. I'm having quite a lot of trouble figuring out which plot elements I've come up so far I want to use, and which I don't. Help's always appreciated.
- Alex
If I see this anywhere outside of my other account (WritingRoses), my Wattpad (@ xela1234), or the Young Writers Society, I swear to God that I will find you. And that I will...report you.
© 2014 xela1234
Basically what I've been working on since March 27th or 28th or so. Started with a Camp NaNo project, turned out to be so much more for me.
Still working on this, albeit very, very slowly. I'm having quite a lot of trouble figuring out which plot elements I've come up so far I want to use, and which I don't. Help's always appreciated.
- Alex
If I see this anywhere outside of my other account (WritingRoses), my Wattpad (@ xela1234), or the Young Writers Society, I swear to God that I will find you. And that I will...report you.
© 2014 xela1234
© 2014 - 2024 xela1234
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Ooh! It sounds like a very touching story so far.