Bringtissues Stories

🌸 The protagonist is a quiet student who lost her brother in an accident. Her message: "Meet me under the old tree at sunset." She thinks it's impossible. But when she goes there, she finds his sketchbook buried beneath the soil, filled with things he never showed anyone. Around the world, people are healing - a widow finally hears "I was happy with you", a soldier's mother hears "I wasn't afraid". But the bittersweet twist: the messages only appear once. You can't reply. You can't get more. Just one last gift of love. *Please read it... It may heal the pain you might have carried alone <3333*

For a while I've been posting poetry one-shots on my account and now its time for me to just make one big book because we all know I'm not stopping anytime soon, so this is a better way for me to organize it. I hope you enjoy, vote, comment, and add to your library because this is my soul in words. Thanks for checking this out- Elise

I saw her there, standing by the waterfall looking down at the rushing waters, I saw her for days just staring into the abyss, almost as if she knew what lays beyond the darkened water. Beyond the pretty scenery.. almost as if it called to her.

With the clans in danger of collapse from its own claws, Cloverpaw must do something. But what? He himself doesn't know. But the calls of Destiny sound elsewhere, where they must reside. Will Cloverpaw manage to survive through all he went through and save those he loves, or will he be crushed with defeat and death?

Time slowing and speeding up, Control fades, panic seeps in, oh what is it this time? Has influence been revived? Is there a new enemy? What has brought the troubles and confusion back this time? What must it be?

In which a girl had one week to keep the love of her life from marrying someone else. ➥ ➥ ➥ A Jung Hoseok Short Story

Bust out the tissues. IT IS ANGST TIME!