Boards Stories

Every Indian student knows the smell of a dusty classroom and the hard, unforgiving surface of a wooden bench. To the world, it's just furniture. To us, it was a witness. It saw the first day we walked in with oversized uniforms and even bigger dreams. It felt the weight of bags that got heavier every year-not just with textbooks, but with the silent pressure to rank, to perform, and to belong. This is not a story of heroic triumphs or dramatic romances. It is a quiet reflection on the years spent sitting still while our worlds shifted beneath us. It's about the friends who became home 🏠, the teachers who saved us, the marks that defined us, and the moments we stopped asking "why" and started learning to pretend we were okay. From the first bell 🔔 to the final farewell, this is the honest journey of a life lived on the edge of a bench. #20 in thoughts #20 in deep #5 in student life #1 in school stories

"The exams are over. The war is just beginning." The brief, glorious freedom after the tiring 8th-grade annual exams is officially over. For Ishaan Mohanty, it's time for the chaotic, pressure-cooker reality of Class Nine to begin in his life. This chapter is the shock to the system: The Desi Bus: The day starts with the frantic, ear-splitting honk of the school bus-a metal sardine can where every bump is a battlefield and every minute is mayhem. The Companion: Ishaan's "bro," Adarsh Mohapatra, is immediately back to his old tricks, armed with new schemes (teasing Ishaan to no end about his crush) and a backpack with his textbooks, phone, and ready to inject fun into the school year. Will Ishaan survive the first hour of Class Nine, or will the "Madhouse" get wrecked under the pressure of the new academic year? Start the ride now!

Got to open the book to find out!!?!?!???!!!

random ass one-shots, not to be read by the feeble minded and as you read this you get to enjoy watching my style change. there is some yaoi comedy and things i thought of half awake, I also thre some poems in here so yeah..... these are suppose to make you say: wha the fuck was going her head

Izzy Belcourt wants nothing more than to become a sponsored longboarder. However, her priorities start to change when one of the biggest players in her school shows the slightest bit of interest in her. Not to mention her relationship with her guy friend becomes a little awkward, causing her to reinvent herself. Let's just say this boarding babe does a complete 180.

A portfolio of sorts, displaying my graphic edits and stories Contains: - BTS - ALEX RIDER - THE MAZE RUNNER - HARRY POTTER - MERLIN -SALVATION

Some connections don't fade-they only wait. Years apart, yet one glance brings it all rushing back: the stolen smiles, the silent conversations, the invisible threads that tied them together. Rain fell softly, streets shimmered, and for a heartbeat, time slowed. Could they dare to speak now, or would they let the almosts slip again, savoring the memory more than the reality?

𝗗𝗨𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘 [𝗱𝘄𝗲𝗻-𝗱𝗮𝘆] (𝗻.) 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 • 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗘𝗗

Aesthetic mood boards of bands and band members I like

MOOD BOARDS ❒ started 210913 ❒ published 210913 ❒ ended 211227

Where I put my random thoughts and... stuff

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