Minho transfers to a new school in the middle of the year. Unsure of his Korean, he hesitates making any friends until Jonghyun invites him to their lunch table. But each member of the table is holding in a secret. Only when they all come to terms with themselves can they truely become beautiful flowers   11111 views as of 13:18 EST 13/07/2013!!! Thank you all <333

all of monsta x were fantasy creatures. they went through some real bad . but changkyun feels like he's the one to blame.

Junmyeon tries to keep his father and his bruises a secret, but now he's got eleven boys breathing down his neck and ensuring no alone time, and Junmyeon thinks it's maybe not so bad.

!TRIGGER WARNING! This fic contains: Homophobia Child Abuse Be sure to leave comments if you liked it,it's much appreciated and lets me know where to improve. :) Word count:409 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So I got out of the the ED clinic yeste

Ever since Eds' parents died 6 years ago life has been hell for him and his little brother and sister, Alice and Jack.After being moved in and out of abusive orphanages and foster-homes for years, Alice, his brother, is the only one out of the three to ever get adopted, while the other two run away from the abusive enviroment the state has placed them in and end up homeless to fend for themselves on the cold streets of Seoul. However that all changes one day when a strange man approaches the

So I had to write a letter about "The Life of a Child" during the Industrial Revolution for Social Studies. It was originally in french, and many people encouraged me to translate it into english and to post it as a fanfic, so here it is! And yes, I know this is ASIAN FANFICS and this is set in England, but I didn't want to open another account to post it on.  

A/N: I really don't know what I am doing, it is 5 am , first day in 2014 . I know I should be reading "Madame Bovary" because I have a test on it , I know that I will be failing my exam and here I am , writing a fic that will probably be unread but YEHET I will write it anyway . please enjoy your stay , subscribe and vote .     SONG : 

My name is Chris I am three, 

This is something I read earlier today, and I just HAD to share it. I hope you do, too.