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      The Curse of The Round House By Mya K. Brew        The Curse of The Round House Whilst investigating the death of a local lawyer, a tall detective named Steven Kenro uncovers a legend about a supernaturally-cursed, round house circulating throughout Boston. As soon as anyone enters the house, he or she has exactly 57 days left to live. The doomed few appear to be ordinary people to the human eye during their day to day life, but when photographed, they look translucent. Steven enters the house, refusing to believe the superstition. A collage of images flash into his mind: a funny cat balancing on a tough lawyer, an old newspaper headline about a car crash accident in 1885, and a hooded man ranting about death and a drinking well located in a spooky place. When Steven notices his legs have dog-like properties, he realises that the curse of the round house is true and calls in his idol, a teacher named Jenna Herdal, for help. Jenna e...

Never Pretend To Sleep by Mya K.Brew I was around 5 years old when I learned to never fake sleep when Grams and Pa come to town. Every year for Halloween, Christmas, Easter, and Independents Day Grams and Pa would come to visit from Arizona. Whenever they’d come I’d sleep with them so I could hear all the awesome stories about their students back in Phoenix. Crazy thing, somehow I ended up back in my bed when I swore I fell asleep in Grams and Pa’s bed. Anyways, It was around 9:30 when I felt tired. I went to Grams and Pa’s bedroom then suddenly I didn’t feel tired. I wasn’t going to get up and go back into the living room so I just lied there counting 28 sheep because I couldn’t go much higher than that. As I lied there hoping to fall asleep soon, I heard the sound of someone creeping up the stairs. It turned out to be Grams. She whispered my name. “Mya?” I lied there silently. “Mya?” she called again. I felt her presents getting closer so I quickly shut my eyes. “She aslee...

How? How can you kill a man and feel no remorse? Do you think deeper than the cut you made with the knife? Or do you laugh at the suffering of your victim? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How can you laugh at the bruise of a fallen friend? Do you reach for their hand to pick them up Or just find it amusing? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How can you become a better person? Can you smile a pearly white and make ones day Or can you just be the sun to those who need a little light

The Birds By Mya K.Brew I fly like the eagle and sing like the robin I hustle like the pigeon and keep my head bobbin Do the birds like they way they are? Or do they look for a new soul searching near and far ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I think about this often, quit frankly everyday I become the birds and try to learn there ways I sing through all weather, pain, and sorrow I’ll sing about the new day, I’ll sing about tomorrow ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I scare like the crow and fish like the seagull I will make a change for the word, and until that is done expect an earful I promise not hurt my great home land You’ll no longer have to worry about where you stand ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I fly like the eagle and sing like the robin I hustle like the pigeon and keep my head bobbin Do the birds like they way they are? Or do they look for a new soul searching near ...

Sadly By Mya K.Brew Sadly some die feeling terrible regret They must die like a bird tied in a net The being will suffer and feel great pain Not knowing that hate is all they’ve gained ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sadly we try so hard and fail to succeed The failure cuts deep and makes the heart bleed The beastly heart caged by our ribs turns into a pillow Then droops low like a depressed willow ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sadly we get sick knowing theirs no cure You think it’s your fault so you cry, god what more You hurt so bad you forget to enjoy the last moments It’s not your fault, but that’s the path you’ve chosen ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sadly we take each day for granted You miss the big picture cause you’re looking at life all slanted You miss the moments you could’ve loved You put everything else on hold because that one problem was put above

What's Today? By Mya K.Brew "Mom, do you know what today is?" I ask with a smile. "I know today is going to be a peaceful day. Nobody will argue with their siblings today, right?" I sulk. "I'll go ask dad. Maybe he knows what today is." I skip into the living room with joy. "Dad, do you know what today is?" Dad continues to look at the TV. "No." I sulk. "Are you sure, dad?" He slowly lets out a big sigh. "I'm positive. Can I get back to my show, please?" I slowly walk away with great disappointment. Maybe Kal knows.  I tip-toe into Kal's room. "Kal, do you know what today is?" She begins the think. "No, sis. I don't." My jaw drops. "What's wrong?" she asks with concern. "Never mind, thanks anyway." She begins to think. "Mya wait I-" I close her door and walk away with more disappointment. I hope Kaden knows what today is. I don...

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Short Stories Published Mya K. Brew *WARNING: The following content may not be appropriate for younger readers. I advice you to be 14+ years in order to continue reading this.* I hope you enjoy these short stories. These stories were not written by me. Full credit to the author. For original short stories by Mya K. Brew, follow me on Wattpad. Enjoy! https://www.wattpad.com/user/partybear234 Drama At My Drama Class One time my drama class’s teacher had gone home sick so we were just put in a classroom with a movie to entertain us for the period when an alarm went off. None of us were sure if it was the fire alarm or the lockdown alarm, so we all head out into the hall to check and no one’s out there, so we head back in and climb under our desks as is lockdown procedure. Cut to an hour or so later when a teacher bursts in and nearly dies of relief because the school was on fire and we were the only students not accounted for and half the faculty and fire department ...

Short Stories  Published by Mya K.Brew I hope you enjoy these stories. I am not the creator of any of the following stories. I am only sharing them with you. I hope you enjoy! Follow me on Wattpad for other amazing short stories written by Mya K. Brew!  https://www.wattpad.com/user/partybear234 The Fake Report Cards I failed the first quarter of a class in middle school, so I made a fake report card. I did this every quarter that year. I forgot that they mail home the end-of-year cards, and my mom got it before I could intercept with my fake. She was PISSED—at the school for their error. The teacher also retired that year and had already thrown out his records, so they had to take my mother’s “proof” (the fake ones I made throughout the year) and “correct” the “mistake.” I’ve never told her the truth. -Author Unknown Now That’s What I Call Stupid In my junior year of high school, this guy asked me on a date. He rented a Redbox movie and made ...

Amazing Quotes Published by Mya K. Brew These quotes weren't written by me, therefore, full credit to the creator. I hope you enjoy! Amazing Quotes “You can talk with someone for years, every day, and still, it won't mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever.... connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.”  ―  C. JoyBell C. “A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you. And then you have to put it back into the sky. And it's the most painful thing you'll ever have to do and that you've ever done. But what's yours is yours. Whether it’s up in the sky or here in your hands. And one day, it'll fall from the sky and hit you in the head real hard and at that time, you won't have to put it back in the sky a...

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Education is So Important By Mya K. Brew Note To All Parents I find it upsetting to know that kids and teens are so unaware of the dangers in the world. We are so caught up checking our Facebook, Snapchat, Instagram, Twitter, etc, I can say firmly, we aren't caught up in what's really important in life. This is a message to all you parents from a teen. Description I am writing a message to all the parents out there. I am here to tell you something that your teenager probably won't. I am going to touch upon an idea that may be disturbing for some readers. If you are easily disturbed, please don't read this blog. Thank you, and I hope you learn from this message. Letter To Mom and Dad/ Guardian Dear Parents and Guardians, A 14-year-old girl was unaware of the dangers in society. It broke my heart to know that kids and teens are that unaware of modern issues. It hurts to know that kids and teens aren't taught the important lessons in lif...

The Middle Grounds By Mya K. Brew Joshua Middleton sat crouched in an alley. It was midnight. "Where is Keri," Josh questioned himself. Keri, Josh's newest case, was a ghost girl. She was supposed to meet Josh in the alley, at midnight. Together, they only had one minute to make it to the Middle Grounds, protected by the only time of night that death took a breather. So where was Keri? Josh checked his watch. She should be here! Suddenly, Josh heard a noise, it was Keri floating above the roof. Josh didn't have time to talk, so he blurted out - "Let's go!" The Middle Grounds were only a mile away, and midnight was the only time Keri could escape to the middle grounds without being carried into the after-life. Keri and Josh took off running, running as quickly as he could manage, they still would never make it. Running at twelve miles an hour, the clock moved to 12:01. Death roared through the city, making Keri and Josh speed up. The grounds were...

Daily Life Book 1 (Preview) by Mya K. Brew Story Description: This book is a journal entry of a single mom and a widow with 4 kids. She sits down every night to journal her day. After the death of her husband, she finds it harder to raise her family of 4. Will she rise and conquer, or will her parenting days get harder by the day? July 4, 2003 Dear Diary, My first born child was born today. She is such a beauty. Her name is Faith Alexandra Lidla. Her beautiful skin, her stunning green eyes, her quiet little coo, makes me want to hold forever and never let her go. I just love her. So does her father, Jonathan. He's my husband from Georgia. That is where we met. I am from West Roxbury.  West Roxbury is where Johnathan and I will raise our family.  I am so blessed to have such a great bundle of joy here with me today. She has the nose of her dad, and lips like mine. Brown hair like her Grammy, and green eyes like her Grams. Grammy is my mother and grams is ...