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This is just a test to see if my writing is good and if i should continue writing as a serious job, please read. | UPDATE: DONT JUDGE ME OFF OF THIS MY WRITING HAS GOTTEN A LOT BETTER SINCE I PUBLISHED THIS, READ MY OTHER STORY INSTEAD |

Hello fellow readers! If you are new to my account, welcome! I decided to take the Just �������� It 30 day writing challenge. This month was themed True Story. I never thought I would actually do this, but it was going to happen at some point. for my true story, I have decided not to write about just one event, but many events that led up to one moment. My love for writing. So just go ahead and get started and as always, Happy Reading <3

Here to write my imagines.

These are some stories that I have written over the last few years and thought I should eventually put them on here :) Hope you enjoy and let me know whether you would like a personal story dedicated to you <3

it's just a story of my own imagination so please no false comments and no copyright.. just enjoy

If you haven't read Part I, go ahead and read that! Enjoy the ride as I continue to revise the story and thank you all so much for all of the support you've shown me.

I wrote this for my Creative Writing Class (Well, Professional Writing) and submitted it to the Literary Magazine at HindsCC. It's a little on the dark side, but I'm pretty proud of this story. Hope you all like it!(: Suggested rape and abuse. All Rights Reserved. This is MY original work that I worked extremely hard on. I'd prefer if no one tries to copy this! Please, do NOT take my stories. I've worked extremely hard on these and can prove that these are MINE. If you use the idea, i don't care but PLEASE DO NOT USE THIS STORY LINE! I have plenty of people that can back me up on this one. This is my OWN ORIGINAL WORK.

Camila/You This story is based of a dream i had about Camila. I hope you guys like it.

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***

[I wrote these when I was twelve and I'm too lazy to fix them so excuse the grammatical errors oops] all of this is as PG as it gets as I said I wrote this ages ago it is simply still up because for some reason it is my most popular book so I figured I'd just leave it instead of deleting it. {#3 under jc caylen imagines}