Perennial Stories

we are dying just to feel alive. 2020

Buying flowers in February is not a recommended pursuit - you will face all manner of unusual circumstances, from exorbitant prices, unavailable delivery times and silence when you enquire about anything off the standard menu. Poems can still be written though. This was written between 7-14 February 2019

#PlanetOrPlastic I have been enduring this long enough. What have we done to any of you that we deserve the corollaries of your extensive acts? " Enough. Is. Enough. " ^^ I do not own the book cover photo, I simply made edits to it. I am NOT THE OWNER.

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[pə-ˈre-nē-əl]‣present, enduring, renewed. Jonas has never been observant of his neighbors. Quite the contrary. A male adult dealing with his problems daily, he fails to see a young girl going by Susan passing by his house every day, without fail. Nothing seems to be odd about her actions, except for one thing: what is her deal with flowers? 2nd Place in 'The Freedom Awards', Short Story category! 2nd Place in 'The Creative Awards 2019', Short Story category!

Deathless. Everlasting. Eternal. Poetry on the thought that there is a forever. That some things are immortal.

17 year old girl, Vesper Black, moves to her dad's house for senior year. She meets a very rude guy, Jay. She wakes up in a secret hideaway in a mountain. A place where one of the four types of Perennials train, live, and play until they finish their six month training. The Perennials are Necrosis, ESP(Extra Sensory Perception)s, Pressuras, and Somondre. She is an ESP, meaning she can hear thoughts. In her first month, she is called to the office where she learns that she will have to end training early. Vesper will go with 30 other ESPs on a secret mission. She may even find a love interest on the way.. or more than one. (PLEASE NOTE: When writing the thoughts that are thought to each other, they were in italics. The Wattpad word editor changed that. So I'm sorry if its confusing. If you'd like the document with italics, just email me at: lexidonall@gmail.com)

This story depicts how love can transform enmity into flowery fragrance of friendship. It has ironies set deep inside it breaking the laws which humans have made . It portrays the power of an individual and presents the self- belief and fulfilling capacity of oneself. Lets see how the whispers ran like the wildfire and soon everyone was ignited into this blue flame of love!

Entry 4 July is Reflecting

𝐄𝐚𝐜𝐡 life Brandy had met her soulmate, and each life she had died too soon because of it. This life she remembers every meeting and is determined to avoid her soulmate and become a hero. But then her soulmate comes along and ruins her plans. . .𖧧 . . ╲╱ He had always adored heroes. Growing up in a place ridden with crime, he couldn't help but want more than that life. So he had tried his hardest to get into a program that would help his dream of becoming something using his burden. And he does, yet he doesn't know that all this time, his soulmate was an arm's length away and bent on evading his attention. - - This plot belong to me: StrawberryBubbly (MadameCreme). Status: Unfinished;Unedited. Date Published: December 28, 2021 Warnings: TBA

A seasonal haiku poem to celebrate the arrival of spring