Axienty قصص

Noah is an attractive young boy with light brown hair, green eyes and a gorgeous smile. He might seem happy and lucky to be himself, but recently life hasn't being treating him well. His parents divorced and when his mother refused to take him, his dad stepped in. He moved houses, which also means moving schools. He was so devastated that he had to leave his friends so he swore never to speak to anyone new again, which he actually tries pulling off. On Noah's crazy adventure of life, he runs into new friends and also a boy named Alex who is questioning his sexuality and has severe anxiety problems. Noah isn't prepared for any of this, but he isn't the type of person who will give up completely on everyone and everything.

My name is Maela, 15-years-old, and unsure how to live in the battle of life, I feel like I am drowning until... ------------------------------------------------------- Ouch! I ran into a wall, wait. Looking up I see a man, tattoos scattering his visible skin, besides his face, but his face looks almost empty of emotion, except a flicker of shock; the shock turning into determination. "Who are you?" He calmly questions. I quickly look down and take a step back pulling out of his hands which had been grasping my upper arms. I don't say anything, I can't. I turn to start walking past him, but he reaches out for me. "Wait!" I flinch. I see guilt pass over his features breifly. "I didn't mean to scare you, I just need to know your name. You look like someone I once knew, someone who was really special to me and my family." It is gently spoken, with care. I don't know what to do. so, I drop my bag on the ground and grabbing a pen I write a scribbled version of my name. Maela Reinrick He gasps, looking almost frantic but I can't place it. He goes to reach for me again, but I take another two steps back, shaking my head no, I won't let him touch me. "Maela we have been looking for you..." I don't hear anything after that. I run. I am never going back, not after having a without more pain being inflicted on me.

About a Introvered Computer Science Geek boy who has axienty, and scared of speaking to women, who went to japan for his studies and developed fellings for a girl and how it took turns.

A story starting about Aliyahs past life. She grew up in a healthy environment and her family were well known. Both her parents had great jobs. Herself and her older brother, james, futures were looking bright until her parents get divorced and the mother starts to smoke whilst the farther turns into an alcoholic. School was getting tough and unbearable for Aliyah and to make things worst her mother lost her job due to drinking and her dad lost his business at a bank and became a crinimal scum. Her brother had to get a full time job to pay for the bills and bring the food in. Aliyah lost all her friends including her bestest of friends named Lacey. Aliyah was constantly getting bullied and learnt from a young age that this world can be a nasty place. Even now when Aliyahs grown up theres a lot shes holding back and a lot of secrets. Will she ever get the help shes aching for? Will someone save her just in time? Aliyah is living her life as a nightmare.

a girl who has normal life but scared of almost everything.how was this weak girl gets through tough times? (2023) REMAKING COMING UP (someday)

About 2 girls and there traumatic everyday life... this is a vent and base on some stuff that happened to me- Not all of it though. It's also based off of me and my amazing love, Natasha. Me being like Keira and Natasha being like viola.♡

Colby hasn't been feeling himself lately.. does sam care?

Just some of my recent poems that I have created.

problematika kehidupan menginjak umur 20 tahun

KageHina FF "kageyama-kun, why is it so glowy?" "glowy? what colour is it?" "hmm.. I don't know but I see rainbow!" "rainbow?" "yeah! my favourite colour, I love all colour so beautiful!!!" "it is, it is beautiful.. have a good sleep, Hinata" Kageyama said as he held back all his tears while watching Hinata's smile slowly fading, but his smile never fade.

Colby has been suffering alot lately and no one has noticed, until..

"Go to hell!" "I'm working on it, trust me."

Life is a series of snapshots. Your memories are the photos, stored away. You often bring out the old, thick photo album and skim through the times you had. What do your photos look like? Are they filled with sunshine and laughter? Are they filled with thunderstorms and tears? You hold on to special snapshots. Never letting them go. Clutching as if they are your life support. What do you hold so closely my dear? What do you keep secret? Tell me, show me, let me see. Your album can not be worse than mine. For mine is filled with tornadoes and sobs cut off by the whispers of suicide. Your story is told by your snapshots of life. As you put away that photo album, what is on your mind? Do you regret the pictures that were taken? Do you hold them close to your heart? Life is a series of snapshots Tell me, show me, let me see. What does your story tell?

Sbírka myšlenek, básní a textů přežívající introvertní středoškolačky. V myšlenkách se snažím utřídit si své úzkostné myšlenky, anorexii, OCD, či úplné vyčlenění ze společnosti.