Apprehension Stories

M.O.A.P

Collection of Poems Silhouette contains poems which reflect on joy, contentment, gratification, temper, annoyance, resentment, displeasure, frustration, worry, distress, suspicion, grief, sorrow, regret, misery, etc.

Are you human? If so, then you've probably been nervous. Or tired, or scared.... Well, then you can relate to these poems

What is good about a cliché? Well the fact that it is a cliché. Twenty-three year old Serena doesn't want to admit her feelings for twenty year old Scott. So what does she do? Well, just what any other woman would do...avoid him. The problem was never his skin colour, thankfully but to the next extreme it's his age. Scott really wants this brown skinned beauty not to worry about the minor things that are causing her to second guess a relationship that would prosper with the needed effort just as any other relationship would. Just how long will this back and forth between continue until the flame sizzles out?

I love her. And I know she loves me, but she's got a love like woe. [An original fiction story story inspired by "Love Like Woe" by The Ready Set.]

elle portait une robe de soie, souple mais inviteuse.

a story from not that long ago still going on today... aboriginal children taken #amwriting about #nativeamerican #firstnation #aboriginal #children our #governments taking our children away from their families communities & culture

This is book is based on my experience of being depressed and because of depression I made a lot of poems that expresses my emotions. Through Poetry I managed to escape my depressive episode that is why i want to show the people how I managed to survive this episode of my life. If you think i had a lot of girls(ex m.u's) i think that's true because its full of heartbroken stuffs and some of it are imaginations of mine( her,she etc.) I will let the poems do the talking :D please enjoy! Warning!!!: Strong language and contains violence through poetry

A random collection of assorted poems, both new and recycled. It ranges from whatever I'm thinking about to homages to other, more skillfully written songs.

Struggle, Jockey, Pain, Are words disguised, Nothing is vain, Everything is criticized Let the mind suffer, Let not the body be a part, The journey will be unusually tougher, Don't worry, though, It will just be the start Life isn't a cake walk, The ups and downs are steep, The sad truth of the talk- The ocean of problems is very deep So let yourselves surrender, To courage and this rhyme, 'Cause one isn't an offender, In this struggle, and happiness isn't a crime ~

My Hero Academia x OC Previous arc available on my account ^^ I finally made it into U.A., the high school I had always dreamed of attending. But on the very first day, our homeroom teacher confronts me with the harsh reality of the gap separating me from my classmates. The only way to remain at the school of the greatest superheroes would be to make use of every lesson I've witnessed since my ambition was born... This is the story of a young girl, born different from the others, whom society had already abandoned to her fate before she was even old enough to think for herself... ⚠️The story, characters (except Eiki), and universe belong to the author of My Hero Academia, Kōhei Horikoshi. I will remain faithful to the canon story, and some dialogues will be reused.

just some thoughts I had recently

"There it is.." he said to his grandson, with a larger sigh, pointing at a star that wasn't white nor dark in the sky but was blue with few white patches on it. "Not even one life is there now?" the little kid inquired in his slim voice. Old man shook his head intensely worried, "it has lost all its strength a long before and everything that made life possible there has been poisoned enough by its very own lives, so much that there is not a slightest chance now for a life to inhabit." Both sat calm on that rock watching that star: the old man with a heaviness filling his heart, the kid with all imagined fantasy that sourced from all the stories that his grandfather has told him about it. "It must be the most beautiful of anything that will and ever been. Such a beauty it was, Even the lives there were so to watch" exclaimed the old man expressing the delight that was long lost. "Grandmother once told me, the evil there were called Humans, were they the reason for it, Grandpa?" "I

Johnaly isn't coping. He can't cope. He doesn't realize he needs to. Luckily for him there are parts of his mind that are still connected to reality in a wet, goopy cob-web kind of way. But that's something, right?

Dared by the upper level students at Crescent Moon Academy to spend the weekend of Friday the 13th at a ancient murder site in the Blackwoods. Hadley and her friends are sure it's all Northern Folklore with a twist. But as their night at the campsite turns bloody Karen turns on the group. Speaking truths no one wants to have said; while also casting suspicion on one of their own.

A Short story based on the feeling of depression and how it can play with the mind. We base our story around an unknown person that seems to feel alot more than you realise, design to be based around depression and how the only thing that it can do is make you harm yourself.