Addison-Bestaye

I had a vague idea of what was going to happen this summer. Sloppy, half baked and half finished breakfasts, showing up five minutes late to the wrong activity, unreasonably threatening wild horses roaming about and showers that were either too hot or too cold were all that was on my schedule. Heck, maybe I'd even finish my sketchbook if I really wanted to add some flavour to the holiday.I don't remember adding monsters, myths, legends, and strangest of all, Ramona to it.And the worst part of it?As long as she's here, I don't mind. ...This is my own story. If you see anybody reposting it, please inform me. If you want to use any of the characters, please contact me first.…

Addison-Bestaye

A collection of poems with the connection to the same Seashell. Could this just be a coincidence, or is there a bigger tale to be told?All of these poems are my original work and should not be re-used without my consent. If you want to edit them for your own variations, contact me first. You must give me credit if you quote or use my poems. Please inform me / tag me if you see any of my works cited elsewhere. Thank you. Updates every Friday.…

Addison-Bestaye

Mya sits on the floor, fingers mashed in ears. Her eyes are scrunched underneath her slick black curls and her brown cheeks swell with air."Jenna? Call me back."Mya's meeping. Again. ----A bite sized 500 word original flash fiction about living with and caring for an autistic sibling, with themes of acceptance, family and life on the spectrum running through. All of these stories are my original work and should not be re-used without my consent. If you want to edit them for your own variations, contact me first. You must give me credit if you quote or use my stories. Please inform me / tag me if you see any of my works cited elsewhere. Thank you for reading!…

Addison-Bestaye

Amber awoke to the sombre sound of nothing at all; not a sarcastic comment in sight. "What was I expecting?" She wondered as she threw off her patchwork bed-sheet and rolled off bottom bunk. Tara wasn't coming back any time soon. ...When her twin abandons her for a life of adventure, Amber is heart broken. Nobody seems to care about her feelings, or what she has to say. But there is a bigger threat that lurks in the corners of Damascus castle. Something with fur... and wings?All of these stories are my original work and should not be re-used without my consent. If you want to edit them for your own variations, contact me first. You must give me credit if you quote or use my stories. Please inform me / tag me if you see any of my works cited elsewhere.…