Bereavement Stories

"It was all so sudden..." You've gotten yourself into quite the pickle! You are currently being chased by Ban Hammer, the warden of the Banlands. After getting yourself involved with the wrong crowd and going down a path you probably shouldn't have, you've finally caught his attention. And now? You run. after all.

Eight-year-old Somto adores her older brother, Nnamdi. With eleven years between them, he is more than just her big brother. He is her favourite companion, her ice-cream partner, and the person who somehow always has time for her. Then, one Sunday afternoon, Nnamdi leaves home to run a simple errand. Hours pass. He doesn't return. As worry settles over the family and the search for Nnamdi begins, Somto finds herself returning to their last conversation and the little red truck she had been too fascinated with to pay attention to anything else. By the time the truth about that Sunday begins to unfold, the little red truck will mean something entirely different. The Red Truck is a story about a family searching for answers, a little girl holding tightly to her brother, and the ordinary moments we never realise are important until they become memories.

Massachusetts, 1941. Years after losing her childhood friend, Kitty Stewart still writes to her. What begins as words to someone who can never answer becomes a diary of hope, heartbreak and survival as America is drawn into the Second World War.

Five years, two months, thirteen days. Halim counts them every morning. Not because the number serves any purpose, but because ritual is the only thing he can still do without needing a reason. At the Korona Hotel, Halim wipes the same bar every day. Pours the same arak. Keeps his distance from every guest who walks through the door. He stopped helping people cross the Marga River five years ago, after he let someone drown in its current. Since then, he has trusted neither the river nor himself. Then, one morning, a stranger named Aron Vale walks into his hotel lobby. The way he stands, the seat he chooses, the way his eyes return to the door whenever a sound comes from outside-it all reminds Halim of someone he has not seen in a very long time. That night, Halim takes something from his drawer. Something he has not touched in five years. And for the first time, he decides to return to the riverbank. THE HOTEL is a story about guilt no current can wash away, a message five years too late, and one night when the past can no longer be left behind.

A poem about the night before a funeral. I wrote this for my father in 1993 when my mother died. It seemed to help. I thought I had lost this. Then when my father died just a few days ago I was looking for some paperwork. I sat at his desk. The first draw I opened, this was sitting on top. Needless to say I crumpled. I hope it helps others through difficult times

Bereavement - noun: The action or condition of being deprived of a close relation or friend through their death. Midoriya Izuku has a quirk. He has kept it a secret since he manifested it, though. Because his quirk is horrible. It's monstrous. It's . . . bereavement. Basically an AU where Izuku has a quirk, and we all get to watch how it changes the course of the story. ~~I don't know how to do trigger warnings or anything similar to it, so read at your own risk~~ (Tries to) post every Friday.

A number of poems I've written to express the emotions I've encountered throughout grieving the passing of my dad on 7th October 2016.

A series of One-shots written in ode of the unappreciated beauty of Nature.

The pondrances that come in the weeks and months following a bereavement

Follow a journey of pain, self-pity and eventual awakening

A collection of some of My Poems amongst Other Things... hence why it's called that. This is completely for fun and for anyone willing to read it, whether because they love poetry, just wanna relax or etc. My Poems amongst Other Things will never end and my posts here will be varied. Depending on what I've got on offer, I'll always be posting here; and over time this might just be a collection of Random stuff I've collected over my time here in Wattpad. After all, anyone who knows me, knows I'm all in for the randomness. *Update* This is a collection of some of my earlier sappy poetry work when I was younger. Looking back at them now, they make me laugh and cringe, but I'm not taking them down. Hope you like them still anyhow.

It is a story about death and how we see ourselves projected in our surroundings, set one of those nights where nothing quite feels right.

COMPLETED! May Belle has been widowed for six years. But her life takes on new meaning when she strikes up an unlikely friendship with a young mother.

Luna Adams is a bright girl living a pretty ordinary life until she loses her biggest idol her Nonna Livia. With this new loss, Luna must learn how to live life without her.There's someone who visits her in her dreams after her Grandma passed away bit who are they? This is so rough and cringey

Allie has survived an attack from Daniel's wife Carrie, which instead of destroying her life drew together all those connected to her to create an unconventional family. As Allie flourishes with the love and support of those around her storm clouds gather and happiness is shattered in an instant. Sometimes having the courage to allow yourself to be happy again is the hardest battle of all.

An anthology of love and lies; choice and change; fate and free will. Lives interlocking like clockwork and yet not at all like clockwork.

After an accident, Maxwell wakes up to a life he doesn't recognise. With seven years of memories temporarily lost due to amnesia, he must make sense of the changes in his life since his wedding day, and get to know the two most important people in his life all over again. Cover art by @artbyainna

She writes him letters, letters he wants, letters he needs. But he doesn't know how to write back.