Childhoodstory Stories

Kim Haeun left her neighborhood without goodbye at eleven years old, leaving behind the five boys who used to be her entire world. Seven years later, she comes back expecting everything to feel smaller. Instead, she finds old friendships, unresolved feelings, and Kim Juhoon staring at her like she ruined his life and fixed it at the same time. Childhood memories are easy. Growing up together again is not.

A story of not-so-fine girl named Nam who had a huge crush on her childhood friend, John. He was a jock, a musician and one of a kind. She wrote a detailed description on every memories she shared with him and post some of it online. Until one day, she was cornered and asked by John. Will she confess or deny over and over again? Date started: March 12, 2022 Date finished: March 13, 2022

I wrote these a while ago in my teenagehood. I thought why not do some self introspection through the many people I've loved or...thought I loved and also share a few poems. These are about real people, real experiences and my everyday thoughts. Enjoy, comment and tell your friends about me!

I found an old notebook where I wrote stories. I decided to finally post it.

'A man is bothered by a dream he has and suddenly that dreams takes place that same night! He is being chased by strange- looking men but creates a decoy to let e'm loose. He scales over a fence of a Jackie Oriento, who's a seer and asleep at this moment, when this man goes over the fence again to leave, he encounters one of the men after him and kills him. Jackie Oriento's surprisenly in possession of this map; a clairvoyant who can see the past and the future. This lad's mother is burdened with the past ambitions iof her late husband 'Oriento' who went with his brother to formerly seek for the 'Creator's Skull' years ago.

You read the title: stories I made when I was 8-9. So sit back and cringe with me!

these are stories I made when I was a kid and I just found all of them in a bucket I had somewhere

"Kabhi kabhi kuch rishte sirf naam ke hote hain... aur kuch bina naam ke bhi bss zindagi bnke reh jaate hain.... Yeh kahaani hai ek ladki ki - jisne bss bin kuchh soche mehsoos krna sahi smjha orr tbb tkk jbb tkk woh jee paayi.... Usne sirf ek insaan se pyaar nahi kiya, balki har ek lamha, har ek saans uske naam kar di. Lekin... jab dil ka rishta toot-ta hai, toh sirf aansu nahi, khud pe bharosa bhi toot jaata hai. Woh gaya... lekin uski yaadein reh gayi. Aisa kyu hota hai ki jin logon ko hum dil se chahte hain, woh hi humein sabse zyada tod dete hai... kya kisi ko chahna itna khaufnaak ho skta h.... ya mohabbat m rehkrr uss khauf se hi mohabbat ho jati h... Kya yeh kahaani kabhi mukammal ho payegi? Ya sirf ek aisi kitaab ban kar reh jaayegi, jiske aakhri panne pe bas... khamoshi likhi ho?"

Growing up in a household filled with quirky traditions and superstitions, every day felt like a blend of cultural charm and unintentional comedy. From ninja-like crouches to sneaky past elders, impromptu chants to appease unseen spirits, and food-sharing reflexes that rivaled hospitality Olympics-these rituals shaped not just my upbringing, but my view of the world. This story is a tribute to the odd yet endearing customs that defined my childhood, the laughs that followed every strange moment, and the invisible threads of connection that bound our family together. Dive into a world where dirt has diplomacy, spirits have preferences, and generosity knows no bounds-because tradition is more than a routine, it's the magic in everyday life.

Here I will write my heart out:)) I hope you enjoyy!! Thank you @pxrfectly_sxrene for creating this LOVELLY cover, I really appreciate all the work that went into this

This is a short story I wrote when I was 11 and I just happened to come accross it so I thought someone would enjoy reading it.

A city, struggling to shake free of its political turmoil for half a century, strove for wealth, growth and prominence in the backwater landlocked region of China. A boy, growing up in the city searching for his own identity and success, witnessed a decade of cultural transformation. The relationship was interrupted when the boy moved away with his parents for twenty years, but the bond was never broken. Now a grown man with Western socio-political mentality, how does he find home in a place that no longer looked like home that he left behind?

Diary: Tantrums of Childhood The story is subdivided into several chapters, which is symbolic of childhood memories. Highly recommended for children & storytellers

The fat Daddy Pig has a terrible story to tell. His unfortunate events grow larger as his financial issues come out of hand. He will do everything and all that he can to not be broke.

it's my life story

This is only a short story, What if mainlove ka sa childhood friend mo? Nung simula pa lang na bata ka may pagtingin ka na sa kanya, Kaso di mo masabi sabi dahil nga kaibigan mo sya ayaw mong may magbago sainyo. Anong gagawin mo, do you keep your feelings to him para matuloy ang friendship nyo o you gonna tell him/her the truth?

A village girl who enters into a city life.

Dear good reader Many thanks for reading