It's seems to be a normal day, not expecting anything interesting. Just your average Saturday, on your phone, messaging your friends. But the unexpected happens, you hear the doorbell.
"Hello (y/n). Can I come in?"
A bunch of poems that I have been writing. All these poems I generally think of on the spot, like if I'm bored or smthn. Then I write them here. I hope you like them!
Highest ranks:
#1 in 'poema' (this was a typo I was supposed to write poems but oh well)
#1 in 'storypoems'
#2 in 'bruv'
#10 in 'innit'
#10 in 'longpoems'
"Hey what's this?" I asked myself.
"It looks like it's glowing..." Myself told I.
Lucy is a young girl in secondary school. She doesn't really have a good reputation but maybe something will change this for her...
Note: I thought about this story at like 11 pm so don't judge if it's bad!
Suitable for all years
Ok so byeeee!