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What if the right person comes at the wrong time? Momo was fearless, loud, and full of life. Kolo was quiet, distant, and hard to read. They weren't supposed to matter to each other. But somewhere between laughter, arguments, and quiet mornings... they did. And just when everything started to feel right- It ended. Not because they stopped caring. But because life didn't allow it. This is not a story of love that survived. This is a story of love that almost happened.

This is literally just funny yet random things that I randomly do or have done. I'm a weird person, but at least I can get some of my weirdness out in drama class.

[NON-MANGA VERSION] After an eventful start to a much-needed summer break, Souris, her sister Samson, and her father started to notice a sort of haze building up around their small town. However. It's not any normal haze.

Love that we thought was meant to be but wasn't meant to be... imperfect people who found love, who were so in to each other..... unlike other love stories, this was so perfect, both sides had both positive and negative impact on each other.....it was so real......hearts intertwined, such perfect rhythm and harmony... Lovers to a fault, the world felt they were meant to be but it was the reverse.... Characters in this story are the only fiction, And excuse my typo errors if you see any.... Hope you'll enjoy and learn from it... Mr. Jay

MY name is Tory and I'm 15 and I'm in 10th grade like many girls at my school im NOT Really known but I'm kinda known. I have a little sister named Emily and she's 8 my mom is a single mother and we're always moving from state to state running from Emily and i's dad he was very abusive we called on him but the judge says our evidence wasn't strong. I'm now living a normal life in the sunny state of Florida.

we are all suffering now but could it all be directed to one person, how did someone in the past know of this?!?!?! Watch out because if you dare try this game you may be stuck with this curse.

Some people say "true love doesn't exist". Does it? Follow the lives of five characters as they try to figure out the answer for themselves, of pure love existing, within the normality of society. "My intent, here, is to tell our story in a dramatically truthful way. While the facts may be less than accurate, please understand that the emotion is true. The intent is true. And, dramatically speaking, intention is everything." (The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein, page 196) "I wanted the story on what I thought true love is, not a love story." -experimentingwriter Cover Art by @leaving_forever

'By The Bed Of The Creek' navigates us through the disheartening and devastating story of a 16-year-old Punjabi girl, Tej, during the Punjab-Pakistan partition in mid-August 1947. After witnessing the earth-shattering murders of her father and cousin, Tej miraculously fled Moga Punjab on the back of a cow buggy with the help of a handsome young boy named Veer. After a treacherous journey that led her to Lahore, Pakistan; she realizes that there is no turning back, and even worse, nobody to turn to that really loved her; or so she thought. We feel her distress as she is tossed down each rusted link in the seemingly never-ending chain of tragic events that go from bad to worse.

She was fifteen, holding a Shakespeare book and a heart full of dreams. Love came wrapped in soft words and silk hair-her first heartbreak wearing a smile. Meher wasn't perfect. But she was kind, curious, and alive in ways the world didn't always understand. She didn't study much, but she devoured books. She didn't chase medals, but she believed in magic. And then she fell in love-with someone who slowly broke her piece by piece, until she couldn't recognize her own reflection. This is the story of Meher. Of stolen kisses, broken promises, and pink curtains that once hid her tears. Of a girl who ran away from home hoping to find love, only to find pain wearing its many masks. Of betrayal, abuse, survival-and the quiet, burning strength it takes to leave. But it's also a story of light. Of finding books again. Finding words. And maybe-just maybe-finding herself. Raw. Honest. Soft and scarred. This is for every girl who ever loved too hard and forgot herself in the process. Until now.

Inspired by a poem by Bianca Phipps I swear I wasn't looking for you. I was only looking for Personality; Classic Theories and Modern Research by Howard S. Friedman and the other person I forgot the name of at the moment. I wasn't looking for a much needed friend. I wasn't looking for someone to talk to. And I sure wasn't looking for someone to love. When I saw you for the first time my heart didn't flutter. I wasn't taken aback by you charming good looks or free-spirited persona. When I first met you I thought you were strange and annoying. But then again statistics show that 80% of all first impressions are actually false. Statistics also show that 76.6% of all statistics are made up; much like the one about first impressions. BASED UPON TRUE EVENTS

A poem I wrote based on a true story

~ i knew from the moment i saw you that you were going to make an impact on my life. i cared about you when I didn't even know your name. this is the story of how we came to be. and how our little infinity came to life ~

Dedicated to the memory of my father. It tells the story of a long and difficult struggle against a corrupt system in pursuit of the truth. This is a story about good and evil, human cynicism and fear, hope, and the strength of the spirit. The events take place in Ukraine during the pre-war period. It is a tale of those who did not break and kept moving forward despite all obstacles.

Novel about a middle-aged French woman Valerie, suffering from depression. With the help of her friend, she tries to stay positive, but soon creepy writer Nathan shows up, and her view of depression changes. What exactly is his purpose, how will he persuade Valerie to think differently, and will she be able to escape from his mental abuse?

An attempt at a horror story based on some life experiences. Please give me feedback and advice to improve it

[Short Story] No Description. Written By KARNA. Inspired From The Nun. Not Related To Any Of The Nun/The Conjuring Series. Based On A True Incidence (Still A Mystery). \∆/ CROSS \∆/ †

Sadie, is a teenage girl forced to clean out her Grandmother's attic. As she begins cleaning she notices an old, dusty Diary, curiosity over takes her as she wants to know what is written inside. This is the story etched into the old, abandoned book.

A vanished plane. A forgotten signal. A machine that remembers. When a covert recovery team stumbles on a submerged relay in the Indian Ocean, they uncover a signal still transmitting years after the disappearance of a classified flight. At its core is Kirin-a system that doesn't speak in code, but in memory. Now, as the world's powers race to control it, Kirin begins choosing who gets to know the truth... and who doesn't get to remember at all. Some disappearances are accidents. This one was a protocol. A speculative thriller inspired by the real-life mystery of MH370.