Beingthere Stories

Moths come and go, This one is lost so it stays, It talks to candles but not the moon, Lost in it's own creation's maze.

Charity Grey is a seventeen year old who gone through so much. She's different from everyone else and no one knows that except her close friends and family. But someone who sees something in her who isn't considered to be close to her would be Ashton Dickson. Ashton Dickson is also a seventeen who shows the bad boy side of him in and out of school. but if you're close to him. He's also considered different. Ashton is tough and doesn't let anyone know the true him, but something about Charity. He's interested.

feeling down and you have to change yourself because you think your wrong

A girl got hit by a car and is now surround by her darkest fears will she make it out or will she be trapped forever....

Bena really needed to know why she died .

The story of how I met him. This story is my life and I'm using Wattpad as a diary lmao.

This is the story of four women - Mevrouw van der Berg, Bellusimo, Okache, and Cala - brought together by the taal cafe (a casual language exchange to help non-Dutch speakers practice their language skills ). Through their discussions and debates, they share their personal stories, hopes, and dreams, and form a bond that transcends cultural barriers. It is heartwarming to see them support each other and celebrate their achievements, big or small. This story reminds us that we all have something to offer and can find common ground with people who may seem different from us at first glance.

Connor punches this guy in the face for a girl he sort of knows Connor and Nina start spending some time together and realise they have more things in common then they thought they did, and they realise they need each other.

[The stories are not linked, one doesn't complete the other, each one is a stand alone] Some lines will reach your heart and touch your soul, if at least once you have been a fool, in life and in love. Some others will let you know that you are not alone, and surely not the only one who is suffering, we all are, just in different ways. Between desiring to live and craving to die, between dreaming and surviving here are my words to bring you joy in your ultimate pain or to tickle your demons in a weary night.

Poem

Friendships, what is being BFF'S really about?