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Me when I'm about to go to sleep but then I have an amazing idea for piece of writing an I have to get out of bed and write it down immediately because I don't want to forget it

Also I had this breakthrou of an idea while listening to a song for the first time and wow I must say that song was incredible 👏

Sorry for the rant lol

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Hey, Teen And Young Adult Writers/OC Creators!

I'm gonna be completely and totally honest. Finding friends who have OCs is super hard. As I enter my senior year of high school, I find myself wishing for more writer friends, and a small community that I can go to for advice and encouragement.

And yes, before you ask, I have tried Amino. I tried Instagram. I have tried just about everything!

So, today I'm on my own mission. If you're like me - young, a little isolated from other writers, but very passionate about your stories, I encourage you to reblog this post and let me know if you're interested in joining some sort of group chat!

Because Tumblr got rid of their group chat system a long time ago, which platform we'll use to chat is completely up in the air. Suggestions are appreciated!

My main goal for this group chat is, no matter how big or small:

To be a safe space for younger writers like me.

To gush over our stories together!

To seek writing advice.

Boost one another's posts here on Tumblr.

Share ideas and suggestions!

To support one another as we navigate writing, drafting, editing, etc.

And whatever else happens along the way!

Let me know if you're interested, what would work best for you, and if you have any requests. It would be great to get to know a smaller portion of the Writeblr community!

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Glossophobia

(The fear of public speaking)

Hello.

My name is Jason and I have an interview for a new school coming up.

I'm not looking forward to it though. I have major stage fright.

When I have to speak infront of a crowd or even just a singular interviewer, I freeze up.

Awhile back, I had to give a presentation for my English speaking exam.

We got the option to either present it to the whole class or just to the teacher.

Obviously I chose to do it infront of just the teacher.

When it was my turn to present, I stepped up onto the little stage. My whole body was shaking and I felt like I was going to pass out, but I didn't say anything because I was embarrassed.

I started my presentation, reading off the notes in my book. Every so often I would look up and try to acknowledge my teachers existence, but when I would look up, I just saw the whole room moving and spinning, my teacher was so distorted I could barely see his facial features.

I really felt like I was going to pass out, but I was desperately trying to keep it together.

I was stuttering so much and I could feel tears forming in my eyes.

I finished my presentation and my teacher gave me a good grade (to my surprise). I think he could tell I was really struggling but I had put a lot of effort into researching the topic I chose, so I guess he thought I did well on the part.

I never spoke to anyone in my English class. I was just terrified of saying something wrong and people making fun of me so I didn't even try talking.

(Had to write a short story about a random phobia, I got glossophobia which is kinda funny cuz I'm absolutely terrified of speaking infront of people, so it wasn't too difficult coming up with a story. The character narrating is not me btw but it is somewhat based on my experiences.)

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James

Running through trees.

Leaving it all behind.

Deep in the woods

Stop.

Hear something in the distance.

What of its an axe murderer?

Can't go back.

Hide in a hollow tree.

"Frances? Is that you?"

"Are you OK?" It's James "what happened?"

"Uh.. James.. hi" I step out of the tree.

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Court

Step into the courtroom.

Eyes meet as I walk to my seat.

Memories coming back.

Thought you'd change but you got worse.

My turn to speak.

Step onto stage.

Memories flashing in head.

Not allowed to see us again.

You didn't want to repeat the same mistakes as your father.

Yet here we are.

Mmmm so might have to go to court to deal with my abusive dad :'D

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I see pictures of you when I was young.

You're smiling.

A real smile.

Something I've never seen you do before.

Part of me feels angry.

The rest is a void.

What changed?

Why do I have no good memories of you?

Why don't you like me?

You're just a stranger to be now.

I don't know how I can ever talk to you again.

I can't force you to be what I want.

In my head there's a perfect version of you.

The ideal.

This idea of you makes me more sad though.

Because it reminds me of what's missing and what I will never have.

I miss you so much but if I ever saw you again I know it would make me feel worse.

This is a poem I wrote a while ago about my dad :')

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Writing assignments: 55 word short story

The Rain

It's grey outside today.

The dark grey clouds blocking the sun.

It's supposed to be summer, yet the clouds never seem to go away.

I step outside to get some fresh air. My hair slowly becoming drenched.

I look up at the clouds.

I see something strange. Something not human.

It's looking directly at me.