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  1. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    January 22, 2013 3:01pm UTC
    "The only words you'll regret more than the ones left unsaid, are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone."
    ~Taylor Swift

  2. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 28, 2012 11:11am UTC
    Hi everyone! So, I got this really good idea a couple days ago, and I wanted to add it into chapter 4 of Reflection, and I did. If you go to my website, butterflyescape.weebly.com, you can finish reading it! It's the last chapter :) Thank you and I'm really sorry for this!

  3. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 27, 2012 11:10pm UTC
    Hi! Please leave ALL format credit to Saturdays :-)
    You are

  4. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 25, 2012 8:32pm UTC
    Anybody want to make a new friend?

  5. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 24, 2012 10:40pm UTC
    Chapter 4
    "Mom I don't feel well, can I skip school today?" I asked my mom, walking downstairs in my pajamas. My mom stared at me for a few seconds. "I have a headache." I said.
    "Okay, I'm going to work."
    I headed back to my room. I was tired, I had no sleep last night. And I didn't want to go to school today, I couldn't, not knowing that everyone knew I cut. I needed time to just figure everything out.
    I lost all feelings for David. He never liked me, he was just being nice. I hated people like that, they were too confusing, it was like you never knew if they were your friend, or just pretending to be your friend.
    I started over thinking. I replayed everything that happened yesterday. I replayed the first time David said "Hi," to me, I replayed the first time I cut, I replayed all the bullies. You know when you're really sad about one thing that happened, and that one thing makes you think of every other bad thing thats ever happened to you? That happens to me a lot, and it's happening now. I hate it, but there's no way to escape. I forcing pain on myself, but there's no blade involved. And I think killing your mind, is worse than killing your body.
    A few hours later, when I knew for sure my mom wasn't coming home, I got my bike and rode it about a mile to a pond. It was beautiful, I always felt better when I went there, but not today. I dropped my bike on the dew covered grass and stared at the water. I stared at my reflection, every slight imperfection staring back at me. I threw a rock in the water and watched it ripple until it was finally still again. I looked back, it was blurry. Tears formed in my eyes. I looked at my wrist and ran my fingers over the scars. 'Why did people have to know about them? Why did I have to create them?' I thought. It's a battle, and I'm never going to forget it now.
    A baby duck walked up to me and started quacking, a really quack. It actually made me smile, just for a second. I reached out the pet him but he started walking backwards.
    "Sorry little ducky, I didn't mean to scare you," I mumbled in that sweet voice you talk to all animals in.
    'I wish I had my camera,' I thought to myself, but if I got the camera and came back, the duckling would be gone. So I'd have to take a picture in my mind, and choose whether to remember the duck, or everyone else. I wish I could choose the winner, but things don't always happen the way you want them too.
    Authors Note: Sorry it's short! The next chapter will be longer! Also, comment on this quote if you want a notification for when every chapter is put up! And if you have a twitter, can you please follow my account @fightingwithyou? I made it for anybody who is depressed, or is just going through a tough time. I really love helping people and making them happy :) Thanks!!!!!!!!!!

  6. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 24, 2012 7:32pm UTC
    Every Decision
    you make isn't always going to be the
    right one,
    but it's always going to
    be okay.
    twitter: @fightingwithyou

  7. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 22, 2012 10:28pm UTC
    I want to make a twitter account like the one
    @againstsuicide. It's so inspirational, but I
    don't know what my username would be.
    Any ideas?

  8. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 22, 2012 10:21pm UTC
    Chapter 3
    David didn't talk to me the rest of the week. Maybe he didn't want to deal with a depressed person who self harmed, has insomnia, and was fake. I didn't David to talk to me because I didn't want to fall for him, but I did want him to talk to me because if he stopped, that would make me feel worse. Like I had a chance, and I blew it, even if I meant to.
    That probably doesn't make sense, but that's not my problem.
    I lied on my bathroom floor with a blade in my hand. I wasn't going to cut, but I felt safer holding it.
    "Hanna a friends at the door! Come down!" I heard my mom yell to me.
    I put the blade in my drawer and got up. "Who is it?" I said while walking down stairs.
    "David I think it is?"
    I stopped halfway through the steps, tilted my head back, and made my fingers into a gun. Boom. I was dead.
    "C'mon Hanna, you need to socialize, all you do is sit in your room all day."
    "Yeah, like you care," I mumbled and kept walking towards the door.
    "Hey," David said to me.
    "Hi. Why are you here?"
    "I'm going to take you out. You said you were okay, and I said I'd change that."
    "It's fine, you don't have to. Just leave."
    "Not unless you're happy."
    I getting annoyed, but in that sweet way. The way you actually like being annoyed. "Please go."
    "Why won't you come with me, you'll feel better."
    "That's not possible anymore." I whispered, watching my breath swirl around in the cold air that was coming inside.
    "Fine, I was just trying to stop the scars that are suffocating your wrist. But I guess you don't want that."
    "I want somebody to care, I want somebody to come and never leave. You're not that person... How- how do you know about my wrists?"
    "News flash, every body does." David started walking away.
    I got dizzy. I grabbed onto the stair railing, balancing myself, and then ran upstairs. I was drowning in my own tears. I didn't want anyone to know, I guess I'm a bit late.
    I stared at the blade I put away just minutes before. Ten more cuts, and you're out.
    Authors Note: I hope this chapter was a bit more interesting for you all! Hanna finds out that everybody knows she self harms, thats a hard thing to hear, trust me.

  9. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 22, 2012 9:22pm UTC
    Chapter 2
    I stared up at the black ceiling, unable to sleep. Oh, did I mention, I have insomnia. I can't stop my thoughts at night, it's impossible, so I just lay here over thinking. Usually it's about my appearance, the only reflection in the mirror, ugly, but tonight it was David.
    'Do I like him? Or am I just tricking myself? He doesn't like me, nobody does, and even if they did, they would never stay... right?' I doubted myself. That's all I ever did.
    Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I sat upright, blood rushing to my head. My clock said 2:43am. 4 more hours until I'd wake up and get ready for school. Great.
    I ran to my bathroom and turned on the lights. I was blind for a minute but lifted the toilet seat as my eyes were adjusting.
    I wish I didn't do what I did, but it at least made me feel better. .0000000000001% better. That one little germ hand sanitizer can't get, that's how much better I felt.
    I looked in the mirror, I guess I was getting thinner, but I couldn't see it. I still weighed over 110 pounds, I needed to get 109, at least.
    "Haunted" by Taylor Swift blasted in my ears waking me up. I guess I finally fell asleep last night.
    I walked into my closet like a zombie and grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and a blue and white striped v neck. I pulled it only quickly. Next was makeup. A thick black line of eye liner, 3 coats of mascara, some concealer, and all that other crap.
    Half an hour later I was sitting on the bus. I stared out the window with my pink sweatshirt on and ear phones glued to my ears.
    "Hey, can I sit here?" I looked up and saw David.
    "Uh, yeah..." I said hesitantly, moving my backpack.
    "Thanks." He smiled at me.
    I smiled back and looked out the window again. 'Why did I say he could sit with me? I'm such an idiot.'
    "So how are you?"
    "Only okay?"
    I stared at him, his grin was adorable, "Only okay."
    'Why didn't I lie, like I always did? It was better that way.'
    "We should change that."
    "I guess."
    The rest of the bus ride we sat in silence. I was thankful for that. Every time he talked to me I wanted to be prettier, and I knew that wasn't possible.
    Authors Note: Hey! So I hope you liked the chapter! It wasn't the best, but whatevsss! ahah :) Sorry it took so long to post, I think I'll have more time now that I'm on Christmas break and thanks for reading! Read my other stories at butterflyescape.weebly.com

  10. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 19, 2012 10:06pm UTC
    Does anybody notice that... ♥
    when someone asks how I am, I say
    "Okay" and not "Good" like I used too..?

  11. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 18, 2012 10:39pm UTC
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  12. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    December 13, 2012 8:04pm UTC
    Prologue and Chapter 1
    Hi, I'm Hanna.
    I may be unknown, fake, invisible, but what does it matter? It doesn't, and it never will as long as I'm not ugly.
    The reflection of the mirror is unbearable, my ice cold eyes, burning with flames when I look at it. I don't think I'll ever be pretty enough to look in a mirror without cringing.
    9th grade is hard, especially after knowing everybody for your whole life. Being judged by the same people for your whole life. Until he came around.
    I'm an outcast in school, but the way he smiles, it makes my reflection a million times better.
    But I can't fall in love, because nothing lasts forever.
    The school bell rung loudly hurting my ears like it always did. I closed my rusty, old locker door after getting out my books.
    Walking slowly, replaying One Direction songs in my head, I stared at the ground. There were millions of things thrown on it; straw wrappers, pencils, gum, paper, maybe thats why I was judged, I went to a crappy school, filled with crappy people, except him.
    Holding the door open for me, he said, "Hey, Hanna, right?"
    I blushed wildly, "Yeah, and you're David?"
    "The one and only," he smiled. This was the first time he ever spoke to me.
    After taking my seat, I thought to myself, 'He is a liar, he's going to play you, you can't fall in love,' because I couldn't. If he broke up with me, I'd lose my life. It'd take the scars on my wrist to a new level. A level I didn't want to be in, because it's impossible to beat.
    Getting home, angrier than ever that David talked to me, I grabbed my razor and dug it into my already scarred wrist. I felt relief, freedom when the blood dripped down, and fell hard and fast on my bathroom floor.
    Sitting in silence, I cut more. One cut, two cuts, I wouldn't end until ten.
    Standing up, my anger came back to me.
    I glared at the mirror as my reflection showed.
    Short, brown, frizzy hair. Big, ugly nose. Small, dark brown eyes. Fat.
    The list wouldn't end, it never would even if I stood here forever. I grabbed my makeup, painting it on my face, more and more. Opening my eyes again, the wincing was less, but it was still there.
    I didn't care if I looked fake, as long as I wasn't ugly.
    Shoving headphones into my ears, all the blood still pooled on the floor. My mom wouldn't care, she never would.
    "You're insecure, don't know what for, you're turning heads when you walk through the door, don't need makeup, to cover up, being the way that you are is enough," blasted into my ears. The words coming out of my mouth sounded different, better. "You're insecure, I know what for, you're hurting heads when you walk through the door, need makeup, to be beautiful, being the way that you are isn't enough."
    I wish I could change the song, because what I was singing was the truth.
    Staring at my reflection, I bawled, tears pouring out of my eyes in an instant. My makeup was smudging, the 'beauty' was fading, the tears ran quicker.
    Why wasn't I beautiful?
    Authors Note: So I hope you like the beginning of the story! And if you don't, I've written a bunch of stories and you can check them all out on my website butterflyescape.weebly.com :) Anyways, I went off witty, then went to a different account, and things were just confusing. But, I guess I'm back now! Ahah so I've written 3 other stories on here and there are 2 more on my website, and now I'm writing this one! Thank you so much for reading and if you have any questions, just ask! Oh and feedback would be apprieciated :)

  13. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 28, 2012 7:14pm UTC
    My best friend Maya made fun of me today because I like this guy Zane. She said he is really ugly, and he is, but he is so so nice and that's why I like him. I'd rather date an ugly nice guy than a hot mean guy.
    I read this in my diary that I kept in 2008. I officially love me.

  14. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 13, 2012 10:16pm UTC
    dream catcher ♥♥
    Chapter 10
    The bus jerked to a stop, everybody standing up immediately. The sky was bright blue, the sun was shinning, there were no clouds, I listened to the chirp of birds, and the rustle of squirrels.
    My hand, gripping the bar to the door, I stared out into the crowd, looking for one face only.
    "Eli," I hoped out of the bus, pushed through people, and jumped into his arms once I got to him, "I missed you so much."
    "I was only gone a week, come on, we have to hurry or we'll miss our dream selection. Nobody wants to be stuck in this world."
    He grabbed my hand as we started running towards the office, this world, it wasn't so bad. I'm one of the few who would say that, but I'm also one of the few who had an everlasting nightmare.
    "It felt like longer, like years, not even that, it feels like I haven't known you, ever."
    "Are you okay, Mona?" he asked.
    "Just.... nervous, I guess."
    "You don't have to be, I'm with you, remember," I didn't answer, but looked him in the eyes instead, the only thing that kept me running back was hope.
    AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay guys so this is the end of the story! I really really hoped you liked it! and if you are confused, she woke up from the nightmare and is noew going to her dream with Eli. :)
    I'm going to write another story called Butterfleye, the summary is on my website, butterflyescape.weebly.com, if you want to check it out. If you want to be notified for the story, please comment! Thank you, love you all and I really appreciate all the feedback and support!

  15. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 13, 2012 2:32pm UTC
    dream catcher ♥♥
    Chapter 8& 9
    Grabbing my pink zebra blanket, I sat down on my couch with a bowl of ice-cream. As the TV turned on, the volume was up to 100, blasting my ears, shaking the couch, and echoing throughout the apartment. Failing to turn the volume down, I turned the TV off. I definitely wasn't watching TV tonight, or ever until this nightmare was over.
    I decided I should go to Alison's again. I was trying to end this all but I needed help, a lot of help.
    I barged into Alison's office, yet again, without a knock. "I need some help, more help than last time, please," I said but didn't notice nobody was in the room until I finished. Great, I thought to myself, I didn't have any help. I thought about waiting there but what if she was gone for days, what if she wasn't going to come back?
    I finally decided to rummage through her things, maybe she had some hidden advice written down in her desk. An hour passed as I searched and searched. I found nothing.
    "Maybe I should lock the door next time, why are you here? Why are you going through my desk?" Alison's voice came up from behind me.
    "I'm sorry, I just... I need answers, I don't want to live in this nightmare."
    "You'll make it through, don't worry." Alison disappeared as fast as she had appeared. I sat on my knees, and cried my eyes out, was I going to make it through this?
    I didn't find anything while searching Alison's office and decided to go back to my house, I guess I would sleep there for the rest of my life.
    Turning the knob, I heard a bunch of voices in my apartment. I let go of the knob, not opening the door, but instead, I put my ear up against the wood. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying but it was something like, "find her, she's been gone to long."
    Without hesitating, I threw myself off of the door and started running out on the streets. I didn't know where to go but I'd love anywhere but here, I was sure of that.
    Chapter 9
    I had stopped in a giant field with long, yellow dried out grass. Laying on my back, I stared up at the almost black sky, I didn't know what time it was but the air was getting colder and the sky darker every minute. Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep.
    The millions of chirping birds that were flying over my head woke me up. Another day, another nightmare. After laying there for about 15 minutes, I started thinking of the bad things I had done, was this why I was in a nightmare? Was it because I told my mom I hated her everyday, because I backstabbed all my friends and yet they came running back to me, because I was so mean to everybody?
    Did I give the nightmare to myself?
    I thought and thought, I made so many mistakes and I wish I could just take them all back. More and more flashbacks came running through my mind.
    "Stop. Stop!" I yelled outloud, trying to get the memories out of my mind forever.
    Alison appeared in front of me, almost ghost like.
    "Mona, I think you're ready to go back, to live in a dream. I put you in this nightmare, you needed to learn. The only person you were ever nice to was Eli, you needed to learn not to be mean. You brought this on yourself, but I think you can go, I think you learned your lesson. When you got mad at me the first time you came to me in this nightmare, you got angry, upset, but you calmed yourself down before ruining the chances of never living in a dream and always living in a nightmare."
    "You mean you did this? You--," I stopped myself before making another mistake, again. Alison quickly left afterwords, leaving me alone in the field. Sitting up against the tree, crying, I forgot the world.
    AUTHOR'S NOTE: So here are two chapters! I really really really hope you like my story!! There is only one more chapter left which I will post really soon, it was also the first. So, how did you guys like the story? It was a bit different than most so sorry if it wasn't your type, anyways! My next story is called butterfleye, the summary is on my website butterflyescape.weebly.com and if you wanna check it out that would be awesome. Please tell me if you want to be notified too! Thank you all, LOVE YOU!

  16. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 11, 2012 10:08pm UTC
    dream catcher ♥♥
    Chapter 7, Part 2
    The bubbles quickly turned bright red and started to sizzle. I ran over to the sink, and yanked the handle over. The water splashed on my hand before I could realize it was burning hot. I started sobbing, tears rolling out of my eyes faster than a rocket. I tried to turn the handle, tried to make the water cold, but it didn't budge. Pulling my hand away from the water, I opened the freezer, grabbing ice. The cold had felt so good but the tears still rolled down my face.
    "What's wrong? A little burn?" Eli said, walking in, with the most annoying voice ever.
    I rolled my eyes and looked up at him. Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to keep quiet.
    "It'll only get worse you know, why don't you just give up, babe." he said.
    "The worse it is now, the better it'll be later."
    "Most don't go to Alison until later, most aren't as smart as you, I like that."
    "Maybe I figured it out myself, you never know," I smirked, getting up and walking out of the bakery. I was still holding the ice but it melted faster outside since it was 101 degrees and the sun was shining. After 5 minutes it was gone.
    "Where are you going?"
    Great, Eli was following me I thought to myself, "Is it any if your business?"
    I turned around with piercing eyes.
    "You will never wake up, nobody does,"
    I ignored him, they did, he just wanted me to give up and how would he have any way of knowing?
    "You don't know that, nobody does, except Alison," I said.
    "Don't call me 'honey,'" I interrupted Eli.
    "Why don't you f//ck up b//tch, don't tell me what to do."
    I started running away, I didn't want to talk to him, I just wanted to leave this nightmare. As I was running, my heel broke. What idiot would wear heels now, I thought to myself. I ripped the shoes off, and kept running. The hot ground burned my skin, but it wasn't even close to the pain of my hand, so I was able to ignore it. When I got home I just leaned against the door, closing my eyes, and drifted off into a sleep.
    AUTHOR'S NOTE: Part 2 is finally up! Enjoy :))) feedback is appreciated

  17. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 11, 2012 5:51pm UTC
    Anybody want to make a new friend?

  18. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 11, 2012 2:33pm UTC
    dream catcher ♥♥
    Chapter 7, Part 1
    I noticed the dog was gone when I managed the strength to look up. I slowly brushed my hand again my forehead, most of the blood was coming out of there. I had to get back to my house before anyone or thing saw me. They would end me, for once if I didn't get cleaned up and sleep.
    Turning the key to my house, I entered and collapsed on my bed. Alison said I needed to wakeup, so sleep right? I couldn't though, not yet, I had to clean my cut. I pulled the wet cloth to my face, whipping all the tried blood before getting to the cut, it would hurt. A Lot.
    "Oww" I cringed as I lightly touched the deep cut. I took out a bandaid from the cupboard after the cut was cleaned and placed it perfectly over the cut. Changing quickly into my pajama's, I couldn't wait to get into bed, to sleep.
    "Kiss me, kiss me. Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison. Take me, take me. Wanna be a victim ready for abduction," screeched into my ears, waking me up at 8:30. What happened to the soft singing of Taylor Swift? I rubbed my eyes looking above me at the glowing stars glued to my ceiling. Another day in this nightmare, I could feel the intensity. I knew I didn't wake up. I thought of staying in my house all day, nobody would be able to hurt me, right? I mean Cupcake was already gone, my puppy wouldn't bite me like the german shepherd had.
    I persuaded myself to get up, Newton's Law; every action had an equal but opposite reaction, so didn't that mean the worse this nightmare, the better my dream? I let my geeky side show, not caring, just hoping it was right.
    Bundled up, I stepped outside, everybody immediately stared at me. Gazing at the ground, I saw a giant blood spot on the ground, must've been from when the dog attacked me.
    "B//tch," "sl//t," "worthless," "wh//re," my ears heard as I walked by a ton of people on the street. I didn't know which was worse, mental or physical pain.
    The little bell rang loudly, startling me as I walked into my bakery. I had to get used to this, to all this cr//p. I pulled out all of the ingredients to make a cupcake, but threw it all back because it reminded me of Cupcake, my dog. I'll make a muffin I thought to myself.
    The timer went off, screeching in my ear. I opened the oven, forgetting about oven mitts, and grabbed the steaming hot tray.
    Throwing it to the ground I gave out a little whimper as I held the hand up to my face. Bubbles started to form, not the ones you would blow, but the ones that would make you cry. For hours.
    AUTHOR'S NOTE: I hope you liked this chapter! The story is getting kinda intense and Mona just can't take it anymore! Dream Catcher is coming to an end, the last chapter is going to be chapter 10. Anyways, if you want to be notified for my next story Butterfleye, you can read the summary on my website and ask to be notified there by going to the stories page :) thanks

  19. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2012 9:53pm UTC
    19 year old Emma, is struggling to find the strength to live. When she was 14, her mom died, her last relative. Emma lives on the streets but her life changes when she gets Jake Darren tickets. He falls in love with her eyes that somewhat resemble a butterfly and will do whatever it takes to find her, but will he be to late?
    Hey guys! Above is the summary for my new story which will be posted after I finish my current story, Dream Catcher. Comment if you want to be notfied when it is up :) THANK YOU!!
    (For Jake Darrens songs, I'm going to be using Ed Sheerans lyrics because I wanted the character to be made up but I would not be able to write good song lyrics for the story, Thank you again!!!!!!!! :D)

  20. elysey elysey
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2012 9:32pm UTC
    dream catcher ♥♥
    Chapter 5
    "Alison, I need help... my life, it's... it's a nightmare," I said out of breath ignoring her first comment.
    "Choosing has always been a problem for you... I should've known."
    "What are you talking about?"
    "The reason you say 'I don't know' all the time, it's because you don't choose wisely, this is probably why you are living a nightmare." Alison said back to me.
    "I just want it to end," I shouted, breaking into tears.
    "It's only just begun, everybody else makes it at least a week before coming to me," Alison started giving a little attitude.
    "Maybe because they aren't smart enough to find you, but I am. Now I'm asking for help, are you going to give it to me or not?" I replied snottily.
    "I don't choose for people to have nightmares you know, it's not my fault you are in this situation, why should I help you?"
    "Because you helped everybody else."
    "You must be smart enough to figure it out yourself though, you did just say you were smarter than the others," Alison glared at me.
    "I'm sorry, please help," I said quietly, cooling myself down, she was the only one who could help, I couldn't ruin my life because one little remark.
    "The only thing I can do to help is give you some advice. So here it goes, you just need to wakeup, realize some things about your past."
    "How am I supposed to just wakeup?"
    "Even I don't know... and another thing to remember, if you want the rainbow, you got to put up with the rain," Alison said, a gust of wind blowing me outside her office.
    I was laying down on the street, my back against the oven hot pavement. A shadow appeared of a dog, a german shepherd, and it was standing above me. The next thing I knew, my arms and head were laying in a pool of wet, red, blood. Teeth marks covered my body, there better be a big rainbow, I thought to myself.
    AUTHOR'S NOTE: I hope you liked chapter 6 :)) I already finished writing the story but I just don't feel it anymore :/ I hope you guys like it but I think my next story is going to be better! I already wrote the first chapter and I'm really happy with what I have :) It will be posted once Dream Catcher is done so if you want to read the summary it's up on my website butterflyescape.weebly.com, THANK YOU!!


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