Younglit Stories

I battled many things in my short eighteen years of life, but nothing had taken me and destroyed my life as I experienced this. Alexander and me, the others, looked arou...

he was cal. she was elle. to him she was the girl with pink hair and forgets about things to her he was the sleeping guy in the bus who lend her his jacket and somehow...

Life is a roller coaster. We never know what might happen. But, do you disagree? I think not. This is my story. My wonderful story. My love story. My tragedy. My Fairyta...