Speak Stories

I hear the preacher say, "Speak now or forever hold your peace." I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion, but you are not the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl.

Velanie has had it hard the past few months. But nothing prepared her for what has happened now. She now has to face the fact that the love of her life is marrying a girl he's known for three of four months. And she's a total bitch. Now with a broken heart, Velanie begins to act out, but what happens the day of the wedding?

Just tell me your story and I'll tell you mine.

In a dystopian world fueled with a mechanic obsession, the modern day we once knew is no longer. The continents are split up and lead by self-proclaimed dictators and each is an enemy of the other. The era that lead up to the fall of mankind became engulfed in technology, soon falling under a robotic overloard that was rumored to have mysteriously shut down. With the world driven apart, people run free to do what they want and the ever-present threat of a robotic uprising looms overhead. This is the story of Rose, a teenage girl living in the age of steampunk. Her life is as quirky as it comes. Machinery and contraptions bustle throughout the land and creativity flourishes. On an outing with her sister, Rose falls victim to a terrible incident that rids her of speaking. She gets carried away by a mysterious man that claims to have turned her into a cyborg. He warns her nothing will ever be the same and that she cannot return to her previous life. During talk of an uprising, Rose's mother falls ill to a new and deadly type of virus, with her only chance of getting medical help being in the farthest and most infamous place. Rose takes the risk of being caught and travels during radical riots and through the most ominous of places just to reach the Capitol where she may find much more than she bargained for.

Sometime i can't speak louder and i think it will be good if i put my mind to be words

Random thoughts from myself and others. ..... Sometimes we want questions answered and are afraid to ask them! Tell you this much that will get you nowhere. I am allowing you to follow me on a journey. Where to you ask??? Inside my mind! Let's time travel,maybe start from the beginning....Let's answer some questions we have all wondered about. I am ready but I warn you because I will speak freely. Read,enjoy,comment and vote. I dare you to enter. Laughing in a unstable manner. Hoping to see you soon ;-)

*WARNING THIS IS NOT YOUR TYPICAL STORY* Haha, hey! How's it going? I'm Amelia Parker, and I've got what everyone wants. My best mate for life, got famous. He was put in a band, and let me tell you how lucky both of us were. He was lucky because... Well that's simple. But I was lucky because I got four new friends! Well... One of them turned out to be more than just friends. Harry Styles is my boyfriend. Louis Tomlinson is my best friend. What could possibly go wrong? Well... Besides the usual mischief, the hate. I understand it, everyone's jealous. But still, it got kind of old. So, when Harry and I became an item, I wore a wig. Simple as that. I had two identities... But things got complicated. I got caught with my wig off... And that didn't go so well. Here's a collection of stories of what we did while the boys toured America, and I came with. Don't worry, it's not too gushy or romantic. In fact, most of it's pretty humorous. It's not all about Harry (but if he asks, tell him it is) it has to do with all of the band. They each definitely have their moments. Oh boy, now I sound like a fangirl. Haha, oh well. Enjoy the ride though... It's gonna be a bumpy one filled with laughs, tears, and a little romance here and there. I know I enjoyed... Most of it.

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Everyone has at some point if not experienced seen stereotypical behavior happening , and usually people don't say anything and question themselves , but these are some lines that I hope encourages you not only to speak up for yourself but also for others who are not strong enough to speak for themselves 🌟

I was brilliant, fun and... a loser. I only ever had one friend. No one ever heard what I had to say simply because they didn't care. But I was about to start high school, and I was determined to make my voice stand out. If only I had a voice.

Titus 3:2~ to speak evil of no one, to avoid quarreling, to be gentle, and to show perfect courtesy toward all people. I strummed my guitar and wrote some more lyrics. I heard a knock on my door. Then in walked the one and only Jeremiah West. The new Justin Bieber of the Christian world. "Hey Naomi, you working on my new song?" I handed him the piece of paper I had been working on. "Man I wish you could sing this with me." I glared at him. 'Really? You know that's not possible.' Naomi and Jeremiah have been friends since birth. They both loved to sing at their youth group until Naomi was diagnosed with brain cancer. Her wish was for him to sing on national TV.

They say some things are better left unsaid, so let the lights do the magic.

A poem collection inspired by BTS songs.

"Just, breathe." A short story about depression and anxiety. *Warning* This story may be too much for some audiences. If you are suffering through depression or anxiety or anything that might harm you, call or text someone who will help you. *I own everything*

This is a place where anyone can speak their mind. About anyone. Anything. This is where the things that society is afraid to talk about can be discussed freely. Strong opinion pieces will be posted here. No regrets.