*~*Brooke*~* : Writing

My Mask

My Mask

A Poem by *~*Brooke*~*


I wake up every morning to put on a mask. This mask of happiness
My Dream

My Dream

A Poem by *~*Brooke*~*


Why dream of mystical places when i can dream of my real life instead
Epilogue

Epilogue

A Chapter by *~*Brooke*~*


EpilogueDid you ever think you would wake up and not know who you are? No. That is what I thought. That would never happen to me, I am invincible. T..
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by *~*Brooke*~*


Chapter 1 “What the hell?” I muttered. Where the hell am I? I felt around in the darkness with my chained up hands. The rough concrete s..
undecided(this isn't the title)

undecided(this isn't the title)

A Book by *~*Brooke*~*


"What the hell?" I muttered "Where the hell am I?" I felt around in the darkness, the rough concrete scraping my palms. A light began to flood in and ..