Hi, my name is Destiny Johnson, and I'm 12 years old. I'm not sure what's happening to me, but my life has been turned upside down. It all started with weird dreams and hearing a cold female voice calling my name. At first, I thought it was just my imagination, but things have gotten stranger and stranger.I've been experiencing these... episodes, where I'm suddenly transported to different places and times. I've seen ancient jungles, saber-toothed tigers, and even a wagon train. I've been someone else, with no control over my actions. It's like I'm living someone else's life.My mom seems to know something, but she's not telling me. She's been acting strange and nervous, and I've caught her talking to someone in hushed tones. I've even seen a mysterious boy at school, Anthony, who's been watching me. It's all so confusing and scary.I've tried to talk to my mom about it, but she just brushes it off. I'm starting to feel like I'm going crazy. But then, I found myself in a strange room, tied to a pole, and covered in grease. A little girl helped me escape, and we ended up in a place called Trash Land. It's a massive dump, filled with trash as far as the eye can see.I don't know what's happening to me or why. I just know that I need to find out what's going on and how to stop it. My life is no longer my own, and I'm desperate to take control back.

When the Herdmans go on Summer Vacation, will it be the best or the worst?

idk i was bored

This story is something that the people who follow me will write. I will write the first few pages so they understand what it is supposed to be about. Then we write it together, so let's do this!

Too close to say any wordsToo close to see anyone elseSo close that we can't breatheso close that there is only you and me today

When Vanessa Hudgens, a world-famous actress, disappears without a trace on a quiet California night, the search for her begins as a routine missing persons case but quickly spirals into a chilling enigma. Friends, family, and authorities find no answers—only silence. Months pass, then years, until her abandoned Ferrari is discovered on a lonely stretch of the Pacific Coast Highway, surrounded by tire tracks that defy explanation.

The investigation deepens, revealing a terrifying connection to XMVs—extraordinary motor vehicles that blur the line between machine and nightmare. Sightings of these unearthly rigs and cars have been reported for decades: vehicles that seem to think, vehicles that can vanish into thin air, vehicles that seem to hunt. Linked to bizarre abductions, mutilated landscapes, and eerie encounters, these XMVs aren’t just anomalies—they’re threats from a realm humanity barely understands.

Through the eyes of investigators, survivors, and paranormal experts, the mystery unfolds. Were these XMVs merely mechanical marvels, or were they harbingers of something far worse? What role do they play in a shadowy, interdimensional conspiracy, and why do their operators seem both familiar and alien?

The story is not just about Vanessa’s ordeal. It’s about the fragile line between our world and others—about what happens when that line breaks, and the unknown comes roaring through at 100 miles per hour.

This is a tale of paranormal intrigue, relentless investigation, and the unsettling discovery that the roads we travel may lead to places we were never meant to go.

​​​​​​​Disclaimer

This story is a work of speculative fiction and should be treated as a "What if?" scenario. While Vanessa Hudgens is a real-life celebrity, the events, characters, and situations described in this narrative are entirely fictional.

The story does not intend to portray Ms. Hudgens, or any other real individuals or entities, in a factual or realistic manner. Instead, it explores a paranormal and investigative "what could happen" narrative set within a purely imaginative framework.

Fans of Vanessa Hudgens and readers alike are encouraged to enjoy this tale as a creative exploration of mystery and the unknown—not as a reflection of reality.

Four-year-old Vallery Maynard believes in Santa Claus until her older brother fills her with doubt

This is a fanfic of Julie and the phantoms

In *Undergoing: Seeing Red*, we meet a 16-year-old girl named Roxy, whose life is a tangled web of empathy, anxiety, and a relentless search for stability. A girl who is fiercely independent, yet carries the weight of others' emotions, Roxy’s world is colored by the pain of her past and the struggles she faces each day. She is a character defined by her Y2K-inspired style—bold, sharp, and a bit of a puzzle to those who try to understand her. With Vasovagal syncope, Roxy navigates her life with a constant battle between fear and strength, balancing the weight of her emotions with a deep sense of empathy for the people around her. She can feel the pain of others as if it were her own, and it is both a gift and a curse.

Roxy is introverted by nature, choosing her battles carefully and only opening up to those who have earned her trust. Though sassy and sarcastic, with a sharp wit that can cut through the air, Roxy is a survivor, constantly searching for answers to the questions that life keeps throwing her way. The daughter of Evie and Axel, both young parents who were barely older than Roxy herself when they had her, Roxy’s home life has always been a difficult one. Her parents, too immature and unfit to care for her, have been a source of pain and confusion throughout her life. With the looming threat of a court case that could change everything, Roxy finds herself at a crossroads, caught between the chaotic life she’s known and the chance for something better.

Roxy’s appearance is as unique as her personality. She has deep red hair that cascades past her shoulders in soft waves, often styled in a messy bun or left to flow freely, embracing the Y2K aesthetic with a modern twist. Her pale complexion contrasts with her striking features, including her sharp, almond-shaped eyes, which are her most captivating feature—an intense, piercing red that flicker when she's emotionally charged. Her left eyebrow is adorned with a small piercing, giving her an edge, and a helix piercing on her left ear adds to her rebellious charm. Roxy dresses in a mix of vintage and modern pieces, blending layers of vibrant red, denim, and chunky accessories. She’s often seen wearing bold, graphic tees, oversized jackets, and chunky boots, completing the look with silver jewelry that catches the light as she moves.

Enter Luke, Alex, and Reggie—three 17-year-old boys whose lives were forever changed by the music that bound them together. Though they come from different backgrounds, each of them has been shaped by their own trials and tribulations, making them the perfect complement to Roxy's complex character.

The year is **1995**, a time when music, fashion, and culture collide, setting the stage for Sunset Curve, the band that binds these four souls together. And in this version of reality, Luke, Alex, and Reggie are not ghosts or memories of the past—they are very much alive, each at the forefront of their journey, their struggles, and their victories.

### **Luke’s Backstory:**

At 17 years old, Luke is the passionate and protective leader of the trio. He grew up in a home torn apart by emotional neglect, with a mother who could never truly connect with him and a father who chose to walk away from their family. From a young age, Luke learned to fend for himself. His escape was always music—writing songs, playing guitar, and finding solace in the sound of his own voice. But no matter how much he lost himself in his music, the void left by his father’s abandonment was always there.

Luke is tall with a lean, athletic build, often dressed in a mix of rock-inspired clothing, like leather jackets, band tees, and worn-in jeans. His shaggy brown hair, often messy from performing, frames his face, and his hazel eyes gleam with an intensity that shows his unwavering determination to protect those he loves. He carries himself with the quiet confidence of someone who’s fought his battles, and though his tough exterior sometimes makes him seem unapproachable, those who know him understand the depth of his heart. His natural leadership is magnetic, and while he can be a bit headstrong, his sincerity is never in question. Luke plays guitar in their band, Sunset Curve, a pivotal role in the band's sound and the driving force behind their success.

### **Alex’s Backstory:**

At 17, Alex is the quiet, introspective member of the trio. Growing up in a family that demanded perfection at every turn, Alex spent much of his childhood feeling like he was never enough. His parents, though loving, put immense pressure on him to succeed, making it impossible for him to find his true self. The fear of failure plagued him for years, and it wasn’t until he found music and his ability to empathize with others that he started to feel like he had a purpose. But even then, the weight of never meeting expectations stayed with him.

Alex stands at an average height with a slender frame that reflects his quieter, more thoughtful nature. His messy blonde hair often falls into his eyes, which are a striking shade of green, full of emotion and depth. His usual attire includes simple yet stylish clothes—loose sweaters, fitted jeans, and boots that give off an effortlessly cool vibe. Alex’s understated look contrasts with the intensity he carries in his heart, and though he may appear soft-spoken, his presence is undeniable when he chooses to speak. Alex plays drums for Sunset Curve, providing the rhythm and pulse that gives their music its heartbeat.

### **Reggie’s Backstory:**

At 17, Reggie is the youngest of the trio, but that doesn’t mean he lacks depth. Reggie’s upbringing was far from easy—he grew up in a household where love was conditional and affection was rare. His parents, though present, were emotionally distant, leaving Reggie to figure out the world on his own. The humor he developed over the years became his shield against the loneliness and neglect he often felt. Through laughter, he found his way into the hearts of others, but behind the jokes was a boy who never felt seen or valued.

Reggie is slightly shorter than Luke, with a wiry frame that allows him to move with a restless energy. His black hair is always in a state of controlled chaos, often tousled in a way that looks like he’s been running his hands through it. His playful blue eyes sparkle with mischief, but they also reflect a sadness he doesn’t like to show. Reggie dresses casually, often in colorful shirts, jackets, and sneakers, embracing a laid-back, almost childlike style that contrasts with the depth of his emotions. His humor is infectious, and his presence is a breath of fresh air, but beneath his playful exterior lies someone who longs for true connection. Reggie plays bass guitar for Sunset Curve, adding the groove and energy that fuels their sound.

### **A New Beginning:**

Roxy’s path intertwines with Luke, Alex, and Reggie’s in a way that changes all of them. The boys, each with their own emotional baggage, come together to offer Roxy something she’s never had: a sense of belonging. With Luke’s fierce protection, Alex’s understanding, and Reggie’s lightheartedness, Roxy begins to see that there is more to life than the chaos she’s known. The boys, too, begin to heal in their own way, learning from Roxy’s strength and resilience.

As they all navigate the complexities of their lives—Roxy facing the court case and her troubled parents, and the boys learning to balance their pasts with their futures—they find in each other a support system that changes everything. Luke, Alex, and Reggie are alive, real young men with dreams, fears, and flaws. But together, they form something unbreakable: a family built on empathy, love, and the shared understanding that healing isn’t a solo journey.

In the end, it’s not just Roxy who needs saving—it’s all of them. And perhaps, in saving each other, they’ll all find the peace they’ve been searching for. Together, they will not only face the trials of their pasts, but they will find their place in the world, both in their music and in the lives they are building together. The year is **1995**, and this is just the beginning of the story that will define them all.

In a playful collision of two mischievous forces, Q from Star Trek: The Next Generationand Discord from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magicjoin forces to unleash chaos aboard the Enterprise-Eand beyond. As the crew grapples with bizarre, reality-bending mayhem, they find themselves orbiting a pre-warp civilization full of magic—Equestria. With Starfleet protocol hanging by a thread, they must team up with some unexpected allies to restore balance before Discord's chaos threatens to consume them all.

The perspective switches between Amy and Charlie Justice, who were in a boarding school at the time of the beginning of the nuclear war. Amy is 16 and in the high school wing, stuck with her classmates in the lower levels. Charlie, the five-year-old is confused with the other elementary school kids about what is happening.

My heart in Jesus, They start egregious, Better wake up, Cause you can't fake up, Folks got evil spirits in them, The yoke of the ego is mirrored in them. Cease to do wrong, Peace the new strong, Walk righteously, Don't talk mindlessly, Win and don't sin.

Practice righteousness at all times, Folks lack this cause they fight this test at all times, Have a pure intent, You can't laugh when you repent, Feel the staff cause of what the world invent, I don't do the craft cause the Word is everything meant.

I can make it rain again not for show, Aliens trying to take my soul, She radiant like the lake of gold, Bathing in her love, No graven in the dove, They tried to trap you from the start, But failed to know you always been tapped into your heart.

The name is in Colossians the mineral, The game is subconscious subliminal, Deep programming, Folks keep soul scamming, Peep the bluff cause the cold jamming, We're headed to a apocalyptic famine, I don't serve Mammon, We am not playing backgammon.

Got to be humble to the Highest, Can't fumble cause God is the flyest, Staying on my pivot, Praying is how I live it, The energy of most people is off, The enemy is toast with the evil cough, You better find Christ, The weather is the blind price.

They tried to clown me, They tried to drown me, God found me, God crowned me, They don't make a sound around me, Try to read me energy so they can see if I sin, I don't plead my enemy cause they there whenever you win, I don't walk on needles and pins.

Learning to be more vocal, Burning of the fee is focal, Discerning when I'm social, Trust in the Lord, Dust in the cord, Freestyling is worship is my therapy, We smiling in the service cause she want to marry me, Concrete evidence, Sun's heat is medicine.

Everything proper, Everything copper, They can't stop ya, Rothschild's bank coming for Iran, Moth's smile blank humming for the eye scan, If you a threat to the world powers then they gon try to bury you with the pearl flowers, I'm amped up, They jammed up.

I'm running for president no endorsement, The sun is the evidence four horsemen, Apocalyptic flow, They about to get the crow, Plant a seed of love, Grant a deed of love, God said His Word doesn't come back void, Warning come back from the void.

I've been delivered by the river, Crowned with gold and silver, God is the King, The heart of wings, Now you seeing why it's crucial, Won't bow to the demon why would I be neutral, Christ all the way. Rights gone fall away.

I am not sinning in these streets, That's why I'm on a winning streak, Couple of a mistakes but I ain't double with the fake. Keep enduring until the end, Keep ensuring you will repent, Stay steadfast, They pray for the dead cash.

We're the last generation, I don't care about the cash animation, They peep the glow, The holy spirit will wake you up, They only fear it cause they can't fake you up, You reap what you sow, The game is taking blows, The flame of the heart knows.

The Word doesn't get fatigued in the breach of the altar, The world got a dozen sets in league with each other, All the plans been imprinted in the subconscious, All the lands been minted cause of Pontius, Royalty of Jesus, Loyalty to Jesus,

The Word is closure, The world is closer, Have faith in The Gospel, I was saved from a lost soul, Forgive me Lord, The more you give the Lord, God is special, God use me as your vessel, We fragile like a broken jar, Can't lasso me with the token scar.

I done came a long way, I ain't going the wrong way, You can't explain my peace, I abstain from the beast, Fix your eyes on the heavens, The six ain't wise in the leaven, They playing with your mind, I'm praying for the grind, I'm slaying by being kind.

Righteous indignation, Lifeless imitation, Crisis initiation, License of the ancient, Eyelids of the nations, Violet of the patience, Silent of the sanctions, Violent of the masons, Dialing of the casing, Island of racing, Piling of facing.

I deal with the real, I heal what I feel, Can't steal what's sealed, We all need basic necessities, What you do in the dark only heaven sees, I ain't talking capitalism or communism, They capping in business trying to harm the prism.

I been equipped, I don't need no grip, They way they act I don't even trip, Covered in the blood if you call that drip, I'm talking about the Christ, They talking about the price, We ain't on no twisted stuff, I'm gifted but no christmas stuff.

I don't sell vegetable, I can tell they ain't eligible, Only God's will on my schedule, Be still to glitch the virtual, I won't switch don't take it personal, My spirit testify, I hear it in the blessed sky, They fear it like the next why.

Christ raised from the dead, They got a price on your head, Can't just live off the bread, They drop cause it's you they dread, Your ego can't save you, The evil can't save you, Built off the muscle, Do what thou wilt is not the hustle.

Forgiven plans, Move driven plans, Making room for growth, Ain't no faking doom for the oath. Not pronouncing judgement, Don't rot in the closing of the clutch land, The game underlays the agenda, Can't tame my thunder ray no pretender.

I'm praying I'm not a fool again, I ain't playing with no hooligan. Folks slaying with the tool again, I'm staying in the school again, God's love is fire. I'm getting flyer, I ain't tired, My thanks is wired, My soul is free ain't no buyer.

Phase one, Praise one, God of course, The devil is their source, Talking to anybody, Walking new like wasabi, She modest not a barbie, Reaper can't page my beeper, By grace you are saved, Face the beast with faith, Doves flying from the grave.

You did it for a check. Whatever they say I reject, I don't play with disrespect, I'm full of that fire, They got wool on the wire, Grow your faith, You glow when you're saved, Endure until the end, When you are pure God will defend.

The issue is sin not skin color or race, Folk wish you sin so they can zin your grace, It's the spirit you embody, They fear it when it's not illuminati, It's not flesh & blood, We're only fresh in love, God is the Sovereign, The game is the devil's offering.

Rocking my sandals, Walking thru scandals, They lighting candles, We fighting vandals, The battle is the Lord's, Folks can't handle the war, Science is biased, Silence is not violence, Viewer discretion is advised, Newer inspection is revised.

Day of redemption, Can't pray for exemption, Don't play with temptation, Slay their incantation, You can't escape God, You can't break the safe of God, Vaulted, Who's faulted, We fell short of the glory, We will live to tell our story, Whoever, Forever.

I was built for the pressure, That filth ain't treasure, Do what thou wilt is how the folks measure, Seeking God's heart not my own pleasure, Been a star my spirit getting fresher, They saw my light but kept it hush in the night, I’m on that heaven flight.

l ain't programmed to no clock, The saints shepherd the rams and the lamb in the flock, Society try to flex anything, Their priority is to hex everything, Sabbath is my delight, There's havoc in the night, Folk doing magic to gain rights, This is the fight.

I see the smile in your heart, I was free when I walked a mile in the dark, Let the pain wash away your fears, Let the rain wash away your tears, People lying about the truth, Egos trying to destroy the booth, God loves you, The heart of doves is you.

God been there since Day One, Thru Christ his only Begotten Son, Gift of kindness, I ain't with the violence. Watch the shift in the silence, Energy in vision, The enemy is dishing, Stay humble, Pray you don't fumble, Can't play in this rumble.

If they can't move you, They can't prove you, I ain't signing no deal, I'm grinding on that real, Stay independent. Pray repentant, Be gentle as doves cause folks trying to devour, Free the mantle of love cause the yoke is the dying power.

Just hang on, I know they want to bang on, God will reward you for your faith, The heart is for the Lord when you're saved, Even with that endure until the end, Folks trying to get even cause they still impure and won't repent.

Something ain't being said, They fronting cause I ain't dead, Land of milk honey where's my bread, The hands of silk and money got them dread, Ain't running from the violence, I don't summon anything from silence, Glory to God, My story from the heart.

This ain't a arcade, The world is in outrage, The Word ain't clout page, It's a new opportunity. They still trying to ruin me, Global outage, The noble is heart rich, What they meant for evil destroyed my ego, Salvation is meant for all people.

Keep pushing, Peep the swooshing, I ain't shooting my shot, I ain't looting the spot, I'm dunking on the rim, They try punking me so that I'd be skim, None of that happening, It's gone they ain't laughing at sin, I'm strong they capping when I win.

The law breaks the ego cause what's in the light, They applaud evil but shun what's right, Put the work in, I don't root for no twerking, I want you as a queen, They haunt the world behind the scenes, They faking in the dark, Don't get that mark.

Prodigal let the water flow, Don't let your heart be sold, From the start Jesus what I was told, The world want to freeze us in the cold, I'm talking about all believers, I'm walking thru all deceivers, Nobody knows what a day holds, Illuminati ain't gold.

Thank God for salvation. Blank heart doesn't see the revelation, Things fell apart when they could tell I awakened my heart, They knew who I was since the start, Hibernate cause they got that fire hate, Vipers await cause they feel my soul vibrate.

Keep your heart free from evil, In the start we had no ego, I'm on a gifted flow, I'm on a different glow, I'm in a boxing ring, I know God is King. Thank you Jesus, You say you ain't leave us, Can't be separated from your love, Heaven made it's all love.

I know they waiting, I know they hating, The glow is ancient, The flow is patient, God is greater than money, My heart a prayer like honey, From the start wasn't a player of the funny, Still get annoyed when I see the mundane, Don't toy when the sun rain.

I know love is real. My glow is the dove healed. It ain't made up this how I feel, Get your grade up cause the unruly drill. Nothing less or more, Stop fronting like you test the score, Stop stunting like it's about flesh in this war, Jesus is Lord.

The war begins with the water, The score defends with the starter, The Lord was the ultimate martyr, You need biblical wealth. You need spiritual health, Don't test the Maker, Won't flex I'm not a faker, Known as a giver not a taker.

The same drum be hitting, The syndrome be hitting, After all I been thru, I know God sent you, Pain and sorrow wash away with the rain tomorrow, I'm out the range, I'm out their range, They acting strange saying I changed, Folks fake now, No mistake now.

Catch yourself cause they want to match your death, Trying to interrupt your light, They lying to enter the corrupt night, Got to heal good to feel good, Keep it real good, Love thy neighbor, Doves fly thru vapor, Conquer my fears, Hunger in these tears.

Kept God close. Heart of a rose, Only the saved glows, Only the grave knows, Can't leave anything buried, I'm eating grapes and berries, Don't need designer, I just need to find her, Lift the veil, Can't shift the scale, The demolition, The diamond vision.