I'm Gonna Pop Some Tags Novels & Stories

Up in the distance, there was a huge crowd, Gregory pointed "That's speakers corner, its where people can use their free speech to spread messages to the public" I looked to see a man speaking through a megaphone to the gathering crowd "That's Tommy Robinson, he's got a huge gathering as you can see, he's very popular" "Whats he protesting about?" I ask watching the crowd "He's protesting about young girls being raped by Muslim gangs, it's a big problem here, we should move, the police will be here soon" "Why?" "They don't like Tommy and what he stands for" "I don't get it?" I say confused

I went out and go to her. “Calli. Are you okay here? Are you bored?” I asked as soon as I approached her. She stopped typing and looked up at me. “I’m okay Iyah. I’m not bored. I’m just surfing the net. Have you seen the mentions of Stargazer last night? I didn’t know that it got on the trending list.” She said. “Really?! What’s the tag?” I excitedly asked her. She gave me her phone. DJ JD set Stargazer on fire! Best music!

𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙞𝙩. Ugh. The results are all the same! I tried posting the same question every day using several fake accounts on different websites but it's no use. I'm doomed. I just turned 18 last week and I'm really thankful that until now, I haven't received the government notice yet. But I know for sure that I can't celebrate yet because anytime, the government officials will come and they'll hand me the papers where information about me and my partner will be written. Just the thought of someone owning me for the rest of my life gives me the chills.

I stare at the banner till my vision blurs. Then my hands quiver as claws rip through my palms, and my bones groan with the shift. I step forward, a balloon squeals and bursts near my feet. And then, I lunge. I tear the banner down with both hands, shred it in two. “FUCK!” Another balloon pops underfoot. Streamers fly across the room, I launch a chair against the wall. My claws rip the edges of the table, it groans as it crashes into the floor, the cake follows after.

Jake said. "Why? Why should I help others when no one is helping me at the time?” Eleven said. “Isn't it just a matter of timing? Look, now I take you out of that scary place and you can live freely, I will pay for everything, you can live normally like other teenagers."

Then, I folded the veil neatly and placed it in front of the grave. "Mom, I'm leaving. From now on, I'll hold my own umbrella."

"That's right! Freedom of speech!" "You're punishing us! This is abuse of power!"

I was on cloud nine as I walked home from school, clutching my journal. I hadn’t been this happy in I didn’t know when. Jonah’s words replayed in my head. “There’s this concert tonight. At Carnegie Hall. I’ve got two free tickets. They’re the worst seats in the house, but the vocalist is supposed to be amazing.” “Are you asking me out?” I’d said, smiling. He’d smiled back. “If you don’t mind going with this lump of bruises,” he’d said, smiling back. “After all, it is Friday night.”

******* How's it going for y'all? XOXO

these were initially for tomorrow's update, but you got them early🥴❤️ Please bear in mind that this wasn't edited!😩I'm tired and in need of sleep.