histórias de Cowardice

Fanfic for Desimers best ship ever (a.k.a Kindvy = Kindness X Envy)! [English language] Hope you guys like it, I had posted this story on Deadly 7 Inside Me Fanon Wiki = An Untold Feelings (the 1st one shot). The others coming soon (a.k.a here :D) I'll just made it into a multiple 1 shot of Kindvy in 1 book. Because.... Ijustlovethispair~♡ Credit author Deadly 7 Inside Me : @DeruuRioTa / Deruuyo A special thanks for @Feli_Bully_Cute that had made the cover :3 WARNING: Some one-shots may have kissing scenes (also; lots of hugging) Revisions : June 2019 (Done) Every Cute and Amazing Banner on each chapter is by @Yuzukki96 OwO

This is simple poetry put into words.The actions of a coward who was too weak to lash out and just say those three forbidden words."I hate you" yet still finds the strength to carry on strongly.The missing person and the mysterious dream person are linked and this is my first poetry write in a while so go easy on me.

Poems. Random words put up. Unsaid thoughts. Hidden stories. Just them, us, and me. --- "Erraticness" By: euphoricskepticism Started: August 11, 2015 - April 2, 2018 #924 in Poetry - 062417-102517 #644 in Poems - 112023

[Brian and Annika's - One Shot Story] Ano nga bang mangyayari sa istoryang binuo nila ng ilang taon kung susubukin sila ng panahon at pagkakataon?

Gia had spent the last half decade running from the life she'd left behind, a family injury compels her to drop all fear and walk back into the town she'd made all of her memories in, happy and painful. To stop running from the heartbreak while she tried to pull herself together, but was she really ready to face her fears? Most importantly was she ready to face Augustin? For the contest 'Love in the time of tragedy' ♡ 2020. Word count: 2,778.

I don't know what it is

We all have our differences, but some are just greater than others. Have you ever felt different from your friends? Different in a way that makes you feel left out? Different in a way that you just want to run away from them and never show your face again? I have. Every single day of my entire life, I want to cower in a corner and shield my face from everyone. Every single day of my life I wake up feeling different. So different I could clearly see it with my own two eyes. And every single day of my life I meet my friends knowing I was never actually welcome. Because they always have something I don't. I don't want to say what it is, and I certainly don't need your pity. It's just... not me.

Jade Miller had it rough. An uncle who abuses her mom physically and her sexually. Her mom is diagnosed with melanoma. Jade finds herself pushing drugstores at sixteen for her baron dad. She finds her uncle dead one day and a note form the killer. Stranded she finds herself on the streets with questions waiting to be answered.

This is not a rhyming poem, obviously, but a poem that is meant to send an inspirational message. That if you have any regrets, or sins that agonize you day after day, all you have to do is shut them away. Try not to pay attention to them because it weakens one even more, and fighting to ignore them may release the stress. Oceans are extremely large, and there are always waves, even if they're small. The waves roll into the shore, bringing more and more sand out into the ocean. The sand symbolizes your bravery, everything left of you that makes you sane. The waves symbolize your regrets and the stress weighing you down. So if you ignore the waves, drying out the ocean, there would no longer be waves dragging out your sanity.

Short poem

Sarah and her two bffs! Will they be able to tell her crush how much she loves him? Will he love her back?

Ꭺ ᏙᏆᏞᏞᎪᏆNᎾᏌᏚ ᎪᏌ ᏟᎡᎾᏚᏚᎾᏙᎬᎡ ᏚᎢᎾᎡY. ᏟᎪN ᏔᎬ ᎻᎪNᎠᏞᎬ ᎢᎻᎬ ᎷᎬᏚᏚ....? ᏢᎡᎾᏴᎪᏴᏞY NᎾᎢ.

I have no story to tell. I only have this ocean of thoughts. For I silenced my mouth for so long, that I forgot how to set my thoughts free. Today, I am finally letting it out. Am I doing it right? Or am I not? We never know. Each day, I will write the thoughts on my mind and see if it would make me feel better or not.

I remember it hurt to see her in pain, I watched her and she silently cried when she thought no one was watching. I remember her black eyes and her wincing in pain. I remember being in love with her and it hurts. I remember being me before I met him. I was depressed, sad, lonely and I didn't see him. I remember being happy before him but never after him. I remember his favourite books, poems and authors. I remember his favourite bands and their ridiculous names. I remember being in love with him and it hurts.

Mistakes were made in the past. Running away and without a word was the severe one. Only if one knew that the amnesia they were facing was nothing more then an answered prayer they may not look for answers to it. Anne chooses redemption over cowardice. Will it change her situations or her personality?

Alek Thoreaut lives in a world where everything is balanced. The four Season Quadrants are run collectively by each set of Superiors, and higher power is handed off to the next season in the circle every solstice or equinox. Everything was as it should have been. Until Summer made its move on Fall. Caught in a burning world, Alek escaped his ravaged home, only to be put into hiding by his uncle, and left to fend for himself. With his uncles' return, Alek is thrown into a new life entirely. One where he isn't who he thought he was. One of rebellion. One of resistance. One of love. With the help his new-found friends in high places, Fall has a chance -a fighting chance- to rise again.

Hi, this is just a little book containing three personal pieces I wrote in 2022. I have not published a book on this site in ages, so I thought I'd finally show how my writing has grown here. Enjoy, whoever may read this. <3

I don't really know what this is . Tell me if you like it