My goals So, thus far I have posted 2 different stories. I started writing when I was very young Ive always had a vivd imagination. So it helped me write. I created this opuss acount so I could write freely and perhaps get feed back. I tried online courses but if they are free you dont get any feed back. Its funny most people that know me didnt even know I could write or liked writing for that matter. Yet when I started posting my stuff, I got some much feedback and praise. So I am going in 100% full speed ahead. I have a question though I see alot of writers on here have right reserved and I know that means nobody can steal their stuff. I am kinda new to this. When I wrote it was in a notebook. Or on paper handed into class. So I would love some advice. I have put a lot of time into my stories and would prefer if nobody took credit for them. Not that anyone on here would, Im not accusing, I just would like to know how to make them mine permanently. Anyways I really hope you all enjoy my stories. Thanks guys and gals. Dont forget if you like my stuff follow me. Most often I will follow back. I love all types of writing.

Jesses Not So Special #life Chapter 1 Jesse always thought of herself as a plain Jane, nothing special. At 21 years old she was 5'8" 140 lbs She had blonde hair and green eyes. She was a Tomboy but she liked to look pretty. In years while growing up she got attention from boys. She never understood why until she got older. She was shapely with a good bit on the top half of her. She knew that was the wrong type of attention, they just wanted in her pants. Then on the 2 occasions she was with someone long enough to be with them that way, after they had succeeded they usually didn't give her a second glance. No more attention. Then again She was used to being ignored. Her mother and father ere so busy hating each other they rarely paid attention to her unless they wanted her to play referee, messenger or mediator. So early on in #life, she learned to detach herself from her emotions. "Rooonald...have you seen Jesse?" screamed Jesse's mother, from the upstairs office. "Nooo...Melissa, and what? You couldnt come to the kitchen to ask me, or at least to the top of the stairs?" Jesse looked in the mirror. "And it starts." This is a common occurance with her parents. It had been years since they have spoke to one another without yelling. She sometimes wished they would just divorce and get it over with. It was 10am on a Saturday morning in the Mitchell house. "Im in the bathroom" yelled Jesse. She stood @ the mirror looking at herself as she brushed her hair. She was getting ready for work. She worked at Busted Butt Phones, in the mall. She had been there since he was 16. Then when she graduated they offered her a raise and a managers position if she stayed. They promised to work around her school schedule @ the local community college. So she stayed and traded in her uniform for a white dress shirt and black slacks. Thats exactly what she was headed to her room to put on. As she walked into her room, she looked around. It hadnt changed much since graduation. The same posters, Linkin Park and Pink Floyd. The same pictures, her and Natalie,her best female friend. Still the same pictures of her and Allen, in his parents basement, her best guy friend. Natalie and she had been friends since 8th grade, when they were in gym together. Allen she met in her Junior year on his first day when she caught him taring at her ass. They've been friends ever since. Natalie and Allen actually couldn't stand each other. Well, Natalie couldn't stand Allen. They used to date but Natalie was a heart breaker. So it only lasted 2 short months. Ever since she has found him irritating. Just as she put her shirt over her head, her cell phone rang. Jesse listened to it for a couple seconds, she loved her ring tone. It was the tune from Mario Bros. She took a quick look at her phone, it was Allen. "Hey you?" she said answering the phone. "Hey hot stuff, you gonna be stopping by today?" Allen replied. Most often, Jesse stopped at his place on her way to work. He only lives a couple of miles away from the mall. Plus he always makes her smile, makes her coffee, and always puts her in a better mood. She is usually in a crappy mood, because she hates living at home with her miserable parents. So it was sort of a ritual. "Yeah, Im just getting late start." she said. "Thats the story of our #life." he quipped. Which was mostly true. "I know, but my parents started arguing, so I got distracted." Jesse returned. " Well I want to make sure we get a quicky in." he joked laughing a little bit. "You are so wrong, Allen." she retorted. "I meant quick cup of coffee, you have a dirty mind Jesse." he slyly returned. "Give me 25 mins. Ill be there." she said, then hung up. Jesse was almost ready. She grabbed her flats, her clutch purse and her lipstick then ran down the steps and into the kitchen. Chapter 2 "I don't know why your always on my back about it, Ronald." complained Melissa. Her parents were fighting as usual. She wondered if she could get out of the house without getting drug into it No such luck "Jesse tell your father its important for e to express how I feel." said her mother "Yes, but you have a way of doing it where it makes others feel like shit." snapped her father. "Not everyone, just you." her mom snapped back. Jesse screamed with frustration. "Why do you guys insist on pulling me into your crap?""Im leaving, Im heading to work.""And don't call me there." she demanded. "But sweetie, we were supposed to talk about which apartments you wanted to go look at."her mother sadly stated. "Mom I will call and talk to you later, maybe on my lunch or something." With that Jesse walked out the door and to her truck. Her 2010 red Jeep Liberty with sunroof. One of the upsides of her job. The salary increase, the managers position and the fact she had been there for 5 years, allowed her to buy it. It was her second most prized possession. The first was her grandmothers wedding band Finally she was out of that house . She used to love that house She loved being there, with her parents. Then when her mother cheated on her father, when she was 14, things got bad. Her dad said he forgave her and they could wok things out. Since then things got louder, angrier and a lot worse. He had said he forgave her, but Jesse didn't think he did. He would constantly talk to her mom like he was angry. Her mother is obviously unhappy. Neither of them like the other but yet the wont divorce Jesse wondered if they stayed together thinking they were doing it for her. Like doing her a favor by being miserable together. Maybe when she was younger, but now? Its pointless. She was going down Sycamore Ave. towards Rt75. The main highway in the town of Stanton. It was a small town with 1 as station and 2 stores. She had lived here her whole #life. It was set in the middle of 3 larger cities, but the town itself was in the country. She didn't min that it was a small town where everyone knows your business or even that the smell f pig shit often wafted up and down he back country roads. Her whole #life was in that town. Jesse drove the whole 12 min ride to Allen's in absolute silence. She got to his place and turned off her truck. As usual, he was waiting outside for her. His building wasn't big at all. There was a total of 6 apartments. He lived on the 3rd floor./ They climbed the stairs to his place. They walked into his studio/efficiency apartment. He had moved there a year after graduation. Allen liked it at first. With the huge living/sleeping area, but he discovered when e brought girls home, the open floor plan wasnt ideal. Jesse and Allen walked into the kitchen and to the table. Allen grabbed 2 coffee mug and poured them each a cup. " So when are we moving?" he asked. "I dont know, like a month.""My mom and I are making a list of places for us to see." Jesse replied. Allen, Natalie and Jesse had decided to move in together, about 2 months ago. When Natalie had gotten a job as a bartender at a local Applbees. She was still living with her parents, and she hated it. They were nothig like Jesses, they were overbearing and over protective. Natalie was a knock out. She had bright, blood red hair. She often wore it in a off to the side 'Catness' french braid. She was 5'6", 130lbs and she was small yet a little curvy, with a very busty D cup. So, as Jesses grandmother would say, she had many gentleman callers. Nancy and Jack were Natalies grandarents. The took care of her since she was young, after her mother died. So from then on she considered them her parents. So thats what they call them. They were older and old fashioned so they didnt care much for Natalies late night visitors. Natalie rarely let them stay, but her parents still hated it. She was a free spirit and had the biggest heart. She honestly was the sweetest, most caring person you would ever meet but that of course was after you got to know her. She was hardendon the outside, but a complete softy on the inside. She wore mostly black, and at least on article of clothing or accessory was leather. So many people thought of her as goth. She didnt care much what people thought. She had said to Jesse "Why is everyone so quick to put labels on everyone, why cant I just be Natalie." she was upset and hurting that paticular day. Someone had trashed her art project , she had left in her locker. So to top it off she began wearing bright blood red lipstick to match her hair. So for her parents, relatively strict catholics, she was a sinner who was going to hell. What was sad was seceretly Natalie wanted their approval. She had went to college to be a nurse with a minor in forensic science. They had wanted her to be a nurse, and to go to college. After 2 symesters and no encouragment from them, she switched her major to Criminal Justice, and kept her minor the same. She wanted to be a crime scene investigator, which totaly suited her. That was the last straw for Nancy and Jack. They rarely speak to he anymore. So living there just wasnt working out. She called Jesse one day and asked if she would like to get a place together. Allen however still got along with his mom and stepdad, his parents got a divorce when he was 15. He lived with his mom afterward. He would see his dad every weekend though. All the way up until he died. His mom remarried his senior year of highschool. Allen liked Rich, he treated Jean good so there was never any of that step parent/step child animosity. Though a year after graduation he moved out of his parents house, for more privacy. His mom was a snoop. Plus she didn't allow random female visitors. He had to let her know first. Allen was a good looking guy. He was 5'9", light brown hair which he wore med length, swept to the side, (what most would call the shag/emo style). He was muscular but not to much, and he usually had at least a slight tan, which Jesse guessed was his natural pigment. Since he didn't tan. He had a great job doing construction. So with all that the women loved him. So yes he occasionally snuck women into his room, through his personal entrance in the basement. They rarely stuck around though, when they realized he actually had a personality and a heart, and wasn't just a pretty face. Women are just as shallow as men. Chapter 2

Love The One Your With Lynn sighed to herself as she pulled the last pair of jeans out of the dryer. 'So this is my #life?' She threw the jeans in the large laundry basket. The put the basket on the folding table behind her. She began folding the clothes. She was only on the third task of today's to do list. Which included scrubbing the bathroom floor because mouse (Maddys cat) had thrown up everywhere in there last night. She lifted a blouse out of the basket, grabbed a hanger and slipped it on it. Maddy would have a shit fit if her school clothes weren't hung up. Maddy was Lynn and Charlie's 15 year old daughter. She has always wanted everything her way even as a child. Let's face it most women do. Maddy was nice about it though. She was just a little OCD about things. Which isn't a bad thing, but it makes a lot of work for Lynn sometimes. Though it saved her some work too. She continued on sorting through, folding and hanging up clothes. She set them all in the laundry basket, then lifted it and set it on her hip as she walked into the kitchen. As Lynn walked slowly through the kitchen, she scanned as she always does to see what needs done. There were dishes in the sink from the kids breakfast. Mouse had made a mess with her food and water dishes. the biggest mess was island where half eaten food still sat. She made a mental note and added it to her to do list for the day. Though that will have to be dealt with sooner rather than later. Maybe after the clothes are put away. She stopped briefly in the foyer she loved this part of their house it was one of the things that made her fall in love with the place. It was her house, as far as she was concerned. She smiled at the memory. She did all the work to get it. She did the search for the bank to finanace them. She looked through dozens of sights for the best school district, they didnt have kids at the time but they knew they wanted some so of coarse they wanted a great school district. Lynn had narrowed it down to 2 districts, and 30 houses. She and Charlie then got it down to Hamson district. So that left her with 13 houses to cyber tour. It had taken her 4 months from starting her little project till she finally had it down to 5 homes. Then her and Charlie got it down to 3. So she made the calls and set up the appointments to see their possible new home. So on Jan 16th they drove up to the first of the 3 homes they would see that day. The home actually looked very similar to the home in "Home Alone". Even down to the 2 car garage, though it was a bit smaller. Charlie opened the front door and held it for her. He always did those types of things, he was sweet that way. She walked in and was immediately standing in the dining room. She found that odd but tried to keep and open mind. They walked to the right and found the living room. "Is there a family room or den also?" Lynn asked the realtor whom she also picked out. Becka Nobel answered with a small smile "There is an extra room that the previous owners used as a sort of den." Lynn slightly nodded. Becka led the way as she walked clacking her heels on the hard wood floors. They exited the room back into the dining room which had a small hallway leading straight into the kitchen. Charlie smiled, "You would love cooking in this kitchen!" She looked around tons of counter space which helps a lot when preparing meals. Though there wasn't anywhere to put a small table or even stools to be able to sit in the kitchen. She then noticed sliding glass doors. Lynn and Charles, which is what he was known by everyone else but family, peered through the doors. She saw a small deck leading to an above ground pool. That would be nice. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw the hedges. Which outlined the whole back yard. They had to be 12 feet tall and in a couple bare spaces she saw fence behind it. With eye brows raised she questioned the realtor. "Did the neighbors not get along around here?" Becka looked away slightly, "No the previous owners did that they put the fence up and then got tired of the way it looked so put up the tall hedges. I think it gives the yard an ethereal look to it." Lynn then thought their children being caged in like prisoners. She looked at her husband, " This isnt the place for us can we go to the next one?" He gave her a comforting smile and nodded. They were at the next home in 5 minutes. As they were exiting the car the realtor came walking towards them. I just got a call and the owners got an offer on the home so unless you can go 20,000 more they are going to sell. Some realtors were shady and would do this sort of thing to get a better comission, and Lynn had a feeling that was what was happening. She gave a quick look to her husband then said to Becka " No thank you we can just look at the next place." with a slight smile. Within 10 minutes Charlie and Lynn pulled up to basicly their last hope. It had a good sized garage and a carport attached. She immediately loved that idea. It wouldnt be an issue because they lived in Georgia so weather was pretty nice most of the year. Plus they lived without a garage for the last 3 years so they know how to make due. They began walking to the front door, just then her eyes stopped at a single swing in the large tree in the front yard. She was already falling in love with this house. They entered the foyer to the left was an office which was right beside the stairs that had a slight wind to them. She always loved that type of thing in homes she saw. The realtor started on her list of qualities of the home. "There are 4 bedrooms 2 and a half baths, a finished basement where one of the bedrooms is and an entertainment room down there also. Laundry is off of the kitchen in a small mud room. " As she spoke they began to walk through a slight passageway into the kitchen. "As you can see the kitchen is very large with an open floor plan connecting it to a sitting area." The kitchen was amazing a good deal of cupboard space and counter space. There was even an island which on one side was marble countertop like the rest, with a country style sink, and the other side was butchers block. She gave a quick glance to the mud/laundry room, it will do. She turned to see the sitting area which was also nice on the wall between the rooms there was a large window that over looked the yard whee there was a pool and about a half an acre of yard with no fences or hedges. Just next to the kitchen was the door to the basement which she took the chance on running down there to take a quick peek, as Becka had said there was a room which could be described as a den with a small bar attached and on the other side of the basement was a cozy room, and everything was finished as she said. . Lynn walked back up the steps, where Charlie was asking all the normal questions about the home. So she cleard her throat signaling she would like to continue with the tour. so they made ther way back to the foyer wher they turned left and walked into the living/dining room. She had seen so many before she wasnt interested in seeing any more. So she herself decided to keep the tour going by heading to the steps, she paused breifly to look arounnnd her , right there in the foyer the ceiling had to be 14 feet high with the hand rail rounding off at the end of the stepps eveything about it was inviting. Right then she fell in love with HER home. Chapter 2 She stood there smiling and remembering everything about that day. She shifted the basket and secured it on her hip. She continued her way up the steps. When she got to the top she headed left to Ethans room. He was also at school but you wouldnt know. His music was blasting away, and his tv was on the history channel blarring also. Lynn set the basket down on his unmade bed. Then again it was always unmade unless she made it. Actually his room didnt ever really get clean unless she did it. He was pretty different than Maddie. He cleaned up just not his own room. Lynn did that once a week. She didnt dig too deep though because a 13 year old boy does need his privacy. She learned that the hard way. She decided under his bed needed done. She found magazines she really didnt want to see. She freaked at first but after talking with Charlie she calmed down. It was perfectly normal for boys his age to mature and if he wasnt then she should be worried. So from then on she did the light work and if it got to bad she would take his phone away for a day till he cleaned up. She sighed to herself while picking up the garbage from his night stand. The various food wrappers and Mt Dew cans. Which are actually a new thing for him. She never allowed the kids to drink products with caffeine in them till they turned 13. He just turned 13 in May, 2 months ago on the 15th. So now h drinks Mt Dew everyday. She organized his desk, then proceeded to put away his clothes. She looked at them as she put them away, they all looked pretty worn, which is funny to her because they aren't more than 6 months old. He was growing so fast these days she was always having to buy clothes. He liked the "skater/punk rock style so all of his clothes were "distressed". it never made sense to her why she bought new clothes that already had holes in them. He liked them though, and she always gave them free reign to express themselves. She finished putting everything away and tidying up, so she picked up the basket and started out the door shutting the light of as she left the room. She only walked about 5 steps before deciding to put the laundry down and clean the bathroom that Maddie and Ethan shared. It was usually pretty awful. With Maddies makeup and cosmetics everywhere on her side then a big pile of clothes on the floor, and tooth paste and hair gel all over on Ethans side. She pulled the cleaning rag and products from beneath the sinks. "I bet they don even know they are there." she said to nobody. She put the clothes in the hamper threw away the garbage and wiped down the sink. Thinking all the while how she should have made them do moe when they were younger. When she was young he did everything, literally. She had a younger sister who she practically raised since her father would disappear for days at a time. So she learned early if things needed done she had to do them. So when she had kids of her own she always taught that she would never put that type of responsebility on them. Which blew up on her because now they had practicaly none. . She had finished wiping everything down and was now rearranging verything to fit in the drawers. closing the drawers eyed the door then pulled it shut . She locked both of them the pulled the tiny baggy out of he tiny pocket where he tiny spoon was also located. She looked at herself in the mirror. "oh dont look at me that way I dont do it all the time I have shit to do and it has to get done by me because noone else will do it " she said to the woman looking back at her. putting the spoon in twice, once for each nostril, then closing the bag putting everything away and checking her nose. In reality she did it damn near everyday, not all day but usually at least once It was nobodys fault but her own though she started long before she met Charlie and had kids. She never did it when she was pregnant though. Not that she thought she was doing anyone a favor by staying clean just because she was pregnant. She just wanted to give her child the best possible chance starting out and being completely healthy. So she did without. She didnt start back up right after either . Though by the time Ethan was 2 she had done back to doing it quite regularly. In her mind it simply helped her to function better. Lynn turned around, grabbed the knob and pulled the door open as the rush hit her. She was now turbo mom. She picked the basket up again and walked to Maddies door. She opened it and walked in, the room smelled of a mixture of pear and jasmine. The two scents that made up her favorite, and Lynns, perfume. Far away from avon. She walked over to Maddies organized closet and began hanging up the clothes. Lynn actually didnt mind the clothes her daughter wore. She had somewhat of a bohmian style. Yet also a litte touch of punk. With a splash of femininity. She always looked great too. Her daughter had really great style. She should know because they dress very similar. As she hung up the remainder clothing she heard n the backround, very quietly, music playing. She approached her daughters bed and saw that she had left her ipod on. Being the curious mother she popped in the ear buds and heard some Green Day playing. She smiled, as she turned the ipod off, and set everything on the night stand. Maddie liked main stream music, actually she loved all kinds of music. Though seceretly she was very fond of rock/alternative/punk music. Lynn always liked that because she felt that she had influanced her music choices. She straightend up around the room, not that it was messy, it was just a habit. Plus Maddies wouldnt be home till tonight. She was meeting a group of friends after school for pizza. It would be the same small group as usual. Maddie, Brock, Addison and Jason. It is basicaly double dating but that was how she got around the "No dating till your a senior" rule she had made. So this was, Maddie pointed out, its not dating its just a group of friends hanging out. At least they keep to the "only public places" rule. Lynn placed the last of the clothes in the small dresser, took a look around and felt satisfied with the room. Picking up the now empty basket she left the room. She paused outside of Maddies room. Looking across the hall and banisters to her and Charlies room, with master bathroom. God she loved her house. She took the 6 step it was from Maddies door to her own. She walked in and imediately wanted to cry. This room, to her, felt so lonely and depressing. She spent a good amount of time up there. She slept up there, she read up there, she did alot up there in that room on that bed. Just not what should be getting done up there in that room on that bed. She felt so alone. Things arent that great with her, as in her eyes and in her brain. Her kids were amazing, she had her dream home, she was healthy and was aging well. Even her husband was a great man. He never hurt her, he treated her like a queen, her needs always came first. He was a great dad, and sincerely loved his kids. Yet she was not happy. The worst part is she couldnt tell if it was that she was unhappy being with him, because she was a messed up person and knew he deserved better. If she was miserable with herself and where she was in #life, where she had saw herself in this time in her #life. Everything felt like it was crashing in on her. Then a day later she was a little better and was ok for a while but all those feelings always came back and made things hard for her, on her and her famly. She was absolutely misserable inside, most people feared death, she welcomed it. She would never do anything to hurt her family or do something they would live with forever. Though every day she woke up and wished for death. She strived to be a better wife and mother. Doing everything for her family. It just wasnt enough for her. She felt as if she was losing herself and her mind. to doing it regularly her child , she wanted to give him or her the best ng to do She smiled again remembering everything about that day.