Ever since I was about 18, I’ve been writing a story called TIERS but once called WestBrook High. I’m not entirely sure if I started it to escape something the chaos of my home life, the pressure of “becoming grown,” or just the weight of adulthood looming over me. But what I do know is this: writing TIERS gave me a place to land when everything else felt uncertain.
It gave me characters to pour myself into, scenes to rewrite the version of life I didn’t always get to live. And now, years later, I’m circling back to this story with fresh eyes and a bit more grace.
Some of you may know that I’ve been writing a “book” called TIERS. I’ve been working on the first two chapters for about two to three months now.
It follows a 14-year-old girl named Nurys Morris, who has a chronic illness and struggles deeply with trust. She sees the world through a kind of visual scale people fall into levels depending on how much she trusts them.
If you’re Level 1, you’re in her inner circle. But if you reach Level 5… you’re practically nonexistent to her.
Nurys has a fraternal twin named Renee, who’s seen as the “perfect one.” But perfection only lasts when the right people are watching.
And then there’s Silas, their love interest plus a tangled family dynamic that seems normal on the surface… until you start digging into the secrets in the garden and the quiet tension between the Morrises and the Duboks.
🗝️ The story will be available on Wattpad soon.
I originally wrote TIERS right after high school, when I was 18. Back then, I didn’t plan to share it with anyone. Honestly, I thought it was good until I reread it years later and realized… it wasn’t. Like, unreadably bad. Nothing made sense. But that’s the humbling part: looking back and laughing at what once felt so serious. I even shared a bit of it on Threads because it reminded me how far I’ve come.
Truthfully, I wasn’t writing to be a great author back then. I was just writing to survive. To process. Maybe to dodge the reality of growing up.
I was planning to drop TIERS on Wattpad this Halloween, but things didn’t go as expected (life be life-ing). Still, the story’s coming.
My first ever draft and I wasn’t the best writer at all, but writing was just an escape from the adult world I guess
Was planning on dropping it on Wattpad on Halloween but things didn’t turn out what i expected
Before everything shut down that year, I found some of my old notes — and I thought, what if I actually tried? What if I wrote this story again… but just for fun?
So I did.
You can follow my progress on Threads and Instagram, but I wanted to share a little glimpse here first.
I’m not trying to give too much away just yet — I want to see if you’d enjoy it, or maybe even share it with someone who might. The genre lives somewhere between dark academia and soft psychology. A little shadow, a little light.
Right now, I’m just learning my writing style through this story — figuring it out one chapter at a time.
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