Clary Fray, a seemingly normal girl in New York, is having a hard time in life. After 'The Incident', as she likes to call it, she has become more violent and closed off as ever. How will she deal with the Golden Boy that is gorgeous but a jerk, and acts like it's his duty to irritate Clary for ever? Will Clary be able to get out of the mess she's in? This is my first fanfic!

Teresa and her dog Newt ran breathlessly. They wanted to get away, away from the men on the snowmobiles. She knew that it was just a matter of time before they would catch up, but she continued running anyways. She and Newt would run until their legs weren't able to go any further, if they had to, if only the men wouldn't get them. A one-shot I wrote in school, translated from SWE.

Just a bunch of poems that I feel like posting...doesn't really have a category, but some may be Maze Runner-inspired. I'll update when I feel like it.

This is a Maze Runner-inspired one-shot, based off of myself. If you don't want to read about my dystopic feelings, then don't! (it's more of a poem, rather than a story)