Damaged Stories

Time has a strange way of taking things from us. Faces become distant. Voices become memories. Places change. Moments become stories we can no longer return to. And yet, not everything disappears. Some people remain-not in the way they once existed beside us, but somewhere within the quiet architecture of who we become. A thought, a feeling, a familiar song, a moment that suddenly belongs to another time. Perhaps memory is its own form of existence. So this is not a story, nor an attempt to preserve what once was. It is simply a record of what continues to exist after the moment itself has passed. The thoughts. The fragments. The echoes. The ordinary days in which the past quietly becomes present again. Because if time is measured by what it takes from us, perhaps memory is measured by what it cannot.

𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----

Trying to keep my life from my work was difficult enough but having a famous author as a brother was dangerous. Especially when your brother is the famous Richard Castle. Well, that's when the damage was done after Scarlett forbidden Richard to get involved with her job. Richard couldn't help himself by welcoming his charm to her Captain. That's when the line was overstepped. Which he was putting both of their lives in danger especially his sisters. After she tried to put it all in the past. Richard manages to dig it all backup.

Since childhood, ivy's life had been one of suffering and her dad was not planning on making it any easier. Ivy's dad declared her dead at the age of ten and since then she's been locked up in a house far from civilization. So nine years later, Ivy is now nineteen and the dad decides to let her go to college but not just to study. Ivy now has to join in the family business (drug trafficking) but instead of joining as Ivy Watson, her new name becomes Miranda Atkins. As much as she works for her father, she plans on exposing her whole family even if it's the last thing she does.

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Experimented. Used. Broken. Death and pain can only come out of this. No one can help. No one is safe.

#1 IN NEW POET (9/22/21) Just some weird poetry.

A 20 year old girl named Lisa, now prisoner of war and rebels constantly attacking. Once a month the soldiers come in and pick one prisoner to kill. All Lisa wants is to get out and find her way back to her son and mother, her husband was killed from a rebel attack, and she had been taken prisoner. And the only way to get out is to be chosen to be killed but will she find a way to get back to her family without being followed and hunted down?

Then there was my mom. “I promised myself I wouldn’t cry,” she said wiping her eyes. “I promised myself I wasn’t going to have second thoughts,” I said as she laughed. “Every person has second thoughts. I am so proud of you Jadyn. You go to London and knock them dead honey,” she said hugging. I hugged her back and begged myself not to cry. “I love you Jadyn,” my mom said releasing me. “I love you too Mom,” I told her as she wiped her eyes. Jadyn is a nineteen year old girl that is moving to England; London to be exact. Alone. She is leaving her friends and family in Los Angeles, California and the home she grew up in for a college. She is going to the University of London and got a scholarship nobody would decline. Moving can be difficult. Espically when you have no friends and know nobody. It is hard espically when the fear of failing haunts Jadyn a lot. What if she doesn't succeed? What if she lets everybody down? The fear is around her every moment of the day.

Hugh is a family man who loves his wife and two children. But everything changes... Now Hugh only got one thing on his mind and that's revenge...

Just my late night thoughts transcribed into poetry

She has no past. Only the future, but does she have that too? A girls 16th birthday... also the last day of innocence. For her it's true. Will she cope or does the future have other plans? Swearing, violence and some kissing and stuff like that 😂❤️

Therapy, medicine, writing. Therapy, medicine, writing. Therapy, medicine, writing. Goodbye, Willow.

Savitha Krishnamurthy has not had a say in anything, absolutely anything that's happened in her life so far. Born and brought up in a small town in conservative Pammal, Savitha's life had already been planned by her parents according to way the society functions the day she opened her sparkling black eyes. Until now, Savitha has swayed to all their fancies, but after one heart wrenching incident on her 24th birthday, something shifts inside her. But the question is, will she act upon it? Will she nurse the wings, snapped by the her parents and the society ? Most of all, will she be strong enough to fly? PS. The picture in the cover does not belong to me, it was taken from pinterest. However, the cover was made by me .

Clea Tarring is trying to move on from her high school sweet heart after she finds out he cheated on her with 3 other girls. She has to get through this without her parents help because her mom died when she was 3 and her dad has abused her since she was 4. But when new boy Jacob Grevatt moves to town will he help her move on or will she be forever stuck in the past.

Fight anorexia, claw at it, and spit in its face. Be on your journey back from this devilish disorder. There are problems. Such as the emotional problems that started it all. So I implore you ,write letters, write a journal and maybe you will be set free. *Cover made by xHaveFaithInMex* **This is being edited from its original version slightly, so they spynosis has changed in order to expand the story and the part have also changed somewhat but not greatly from their original form. I feel as though this book is fiction and non-fiction at the same time, as some of the themes in this book have been experienced in real life by people around us. Thank you and I do hope you enjoy reading this**

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