WynterPhoenix : Writing

Ch. 1 - The First Session

Ch. 1 - The First Session

A Chapter by WynterPhoenix


I knew what I’d done as soon as the door closed. There was no going back. I had blabbed my darkest secret to a woman I knew I shouldn’t..
Ch. 2 - Autumn Cries

Ch. 2 - Autumn Cries

A Chapter by WynterPhoenix


If this is going to be a twice a week thing, I guess I need to open up a bit more. Not that she deserves my trust, but isn’t she legally obli..
Ch. 3 - Sibling Rivalry?

Ch. 3 - Sibling Rivalry?

A Chapter by WynterPhoenix


I thought about the last session for days. Why was I just now starting to remember the good things about my mother? The times she’d brush my ..
Ch. 4 - Friends Forever

Ch. 4 - Friends Forever

A Chapter by WynterPhoenix


I wish the last session never happened. I wish I could take back everything I said. I wish I could take back all of the memories. I’d give them..
Chapter 5 - Who Is Autumn?

Chapter 5 - Who Is Autumn?

A Chapter by WynterPhoenix


“This session is going to be little different, Autumn. Are you okay with that?” “I guess so.” As long as I don’t have..
Chapter 6- A Reason to Absorb

Chapter 6- A Reason to Absorb

A Chapter by WynterPhoenix


“I think we made some progress last session, wouldn’t you say?” “I think we’re getting closer to progress.” I ..
Ch. 7 - Please Don't Make Me Say It

Ch. 7 - Please Don't Make Me Say It

A Chapter by WynterPhoenix


Sleep doesn't come so easy anymore. Too many thoughts are beginning to stir. Memories I wish I could forget. The nightmares are the worst. Secrets I n..
Bully Pedestal

Bully Pedestal

A Poem by WynterPhoenix


You’re a freak. You have no friends. Emo loner, loser trend. I’ll give you a knife if you want it all to end. Sticks and stones,..
Kaleidoscope Courage

Kaleidoscope Courage

A Poem by WynterPhoenix


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Pressured Perfection

Pressured Perfection

A Poem by WynterPhoenix


You must be perfect. Do what I say. Your thought’s no longer matter. Mine is the only way. Society’s pressure. Gun gripped in hand. ..