Black Paper

He won’t have to✨🌙

Of course It’s unusual, especially to someone like him, that these boys would be like this without a purpose. You will see how it will all make sense and pan out. Thank you so much for reading 🍎✨

I will reveal a hidden spoiler because everyone is being so amazingly loving and supportive of this story. The three bullies hate billy and try to make him look bad at lunch because some girls think he’s cute and people are talking about him and they HATED that. Jealousy is what fueled their fire 🔥 Billy is beautiful despite his slightly awkward clothing choices and girls see through many things, a lesson the bullies have yet to learn.✨

Thank you. I wanted to create the scenery of his old house to be magical, beautiful, enchanting, and to have Billy and his family live freely almost like fairies and then have it all taken away and destroyed into a black void of nothing. Something that all of us can relate to in our own lives. And, it is how we react to such events that ultimately defines us as people & beings of this world.🌙

I hate Jesse to be completely honest🔥😒 Thank you very much for your words of love🌙

Thank you so much🌙 Chapter 2 has been posted as of this morning.

Chapter 2: ~Unholy Trinity~ As we were driving on our road trip from our old land in Ellijay, Georgia to our new home, in New Jersey, we were forced to go on many highways, turnpikes, intersections, & busy lanes of roads at extremely high speeds. I tried my best to hide my fear from Shannon who was munching on some carrots in a plastic little bag next to me, to my left, out of me being his older brother, but, I was crippled with anxiety. I had never been on a large

Yay. Thank you. That means the world to me.

Chapter 1: Fallen Apples ~ Fallen Angels The name’s William, William-Decker. But, my momma calls me Billy. Growin’ up, out in the opened country, I wasn’t exactly your average boy; I was far from it, to say the very least. I had never actually been to a big city or a busy town in all my life. I sort of knew what they were like from movies that I saw here and there, sometimes, at the county drive-in theatre when we would make it a trip to go in mid-summer before July 4th

🍎 William-Decker Irving is a country boy from the South. He was happy, free, innocent, and the son & heir to his family’s successful Apple Orchard business. The country life is all he ever knew. That’s all he ever was. But, when he is forced to move, up North, into a busy suburban town & attend public school for the very first time, being a homeschooled boy with little to no social skills or knowledge of the modern world, he faces new experiences, challenges, & meets people that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

Angel Angels are everywhere. Didn’t you know? They are hidden in all the secret places you go. Like spies in disguise, They are wise with their eyes. They work around they clock. They are as solid as a rock. They are warriors and carriers of many barriers. They have shields and swords and grant many awards. They are responsible for helping those who need them. And, grant messages for those who read them. Although, they fly up high into the sky, They are around o

Life The most important things in this world are things that you cannot see. The most interesting places you will ever visit are places you were meant to be. The most important things you will ever say will not always be planned for that day. The most important lesson that you will learn is to make the most of every day. Never regret or forget those that you have met before, Or, forget the hard work that you have done for each chore. You may experience clearance through persevera

By the way, I was really only exaggerating for good fun & positive engagement in conversation. I do love other’s work & fully respect everybody’s input with stories, ideas, and all cinema. I am all about respect, mutual love between all human beings, & Karma. Yours, to me, is still my favorite for personal reasons stretching from child experiences to moral basis.🌙✨💕 I feel the love which stems from your heart through your stories & that is ultimately what matters the most. ~Black Paper🌙

I know com I’m just kiddin I love you💘💘💘 you’re my fav author ever & always will be. Can we all just make one of Com’s stories a FREAKING MOVIE already?!!! I’d totally watch it on Netflix!!! . Comicality all the way🍸🌙✨

Hey com I can tell your poor self is bored in quarantine considering you’re updating chapters every other FREAKING DAY. Which I’m not complaining mind you.😏🍸 Good Chapter. I secretly love you Scotty Lyn— I- I mean Comicality. We know that’s really you stop denying it💋💀 ~Black Paper💕

The Promise You say that you don't. You say that you wont. But, will you follow through? Can they trust you? Are you dependable? Are you responsible? A promise is like a bow which has been tied to a present. Whether you place it there, in the past or in the present. Sometimes, this oath is for growth. But, do not be concerned, as this is learned. If you keep the ones you make, for your own sake, Or, at least try to keep the ones which you have made, Then,, you will not

Creativity The true artist can create anything from nothing. They see Silver & Gold in the tiniest something. From their heart they will stem, what will be before them. They’ll grow it. They know it. Through their mind this all perfectly transcends. This is how their ability twists & bends If the World was their Oyster, They create their own Pearl. Feel their Power now swish & swirl! Like a Twister in the dessert it will Twist & Twirl! See their current now cr

This resolution to Zach having the relief of Brody outing him is just the Positive Psychological motivation he needs to ride the wave out of the Destruction his father has inflicted him and his mother with. When a giant Tsunami comes, either brace for its destruction, or ride the wave.🌊 Perfection, Com. This chapter & story are Bittersweet. Just how I like my coffee.☕️♥️ ~Black Paper

Chapter 13- ~Fake It 'til You Make It/ Take It 'til You Break It~ Salem’s mom walked right passed the broken wine bottle and spilled wine which he had just recently thrown at the wall by his father and snapped her fingers while pointing down at the mess as she passed right by it with her chin held up without even looking down. “Clean this mess up.” She commanded, nonchalantly. She demanded it from him. She expected him to do it without a single problem. She spoke to him in the same w

The Path This path you are on is one that is grave. You feel as though you are already a slave. You feel locked & chained inside of a cave. You do not even know how to be brave. But, you used to. You were able a stable enough to keep going, But, now are incapable to keep on growing. This ground you walk on feels there and gone. This path feels real and somewhat fake. Because, you still have much you want to make. The important lesson this page teaches. Is to plan your path, A

"Sarah keeps eating them, like, right out of the fridge. She's such a mutant sometimes." To be honest, I'm a mutant as well. I've done the same. Anyone else used to wrap an American cheese slice and use it as a bun around a raw hot dog and eat it out of the fridge when they were kids? No? Just me? Okay... whatever. :(( Loved the chapter com especially the temptations bit.

You all don't seem to understand why Scotty Lynch is my favorite character in all well... history. I mean, hello. He's amazingly sweet with a heart of gold. Keeps his money all crumpled in his pants JUST like I do. He's ugh. He's the best! He'd do anything for Tristan and does even if he makes himself look like a fool in the process and to me, that's what makes him perfect. It's what makes his soul beautiful. His heart is what makes him perfect. And, the little imperfections of his life, just make him all the better. They make him who he is. You can't buy the type of affection and admiration that Scotty has for Tristan. You can't put a price tag on it. Because, it isn't for sale. It cannot be bought. It can only come from someone's heart. And, in this story, it comes from Scotty Lynch.

Scotty's mom stepped aside to let me in, but I felt a bit uncomfortable as she almost seemed to be looking at me as if I was his prom date or something. AND THIS I unwrapped his surprise gift, and it appeared to be a few short roses made out of chocolate. It really did surprise me, and I said, "Awwww, oh wow. Thank you, Scotty." Also the whole strawberry soda thing? Com I hate you. Like. I think I'm a good writer. You know? Then, you write cute amazing stuff like this that gives me wiggles, tingles, & butterfiies all over my belly & love Scotty even more than I already do? SCREW YOU, COM ♥️💋💋⛏️

You're all thinking it. I'm saying it. Zach needs a drink.🥂🕯️ Problem solved.

This story's pretty gay. ...Get it? Gay?😛 ...You can leave, now Julian.😒