Daretobedifferent Stories

This is for my thoughts, feelings, and anything else I decide to put in here. Mostly rants I bet... WARNING: I do have dark thoughts and dark times. If you're not ready to know what I'm really like, exit this now.

[𝗙𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗣𝗼𝗲𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 - 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀] This is the story of a girl- an excessively melodramatic teenager with a quirky sense of humour. These are a collection of poems that follow her journey through friendship, love, attachment, heartbreak and more. Cover designed by @Guinealove2005 Highest rankings: 91 in Poesia out of 12.2K stories (16/02/21) 997 in Poetry out of 308K stories (02/06/22)

Alexandra Ellori (aka Alex) has died and come back like everyone else. Different body, different life, and no memories of the pervious lives. Thing is when Alex died once again in 1957, she mysteriously came back as the same person in the 21st century with a full memory of who she was. But that's not the only odd thing that occurred. Alex could see half-Angels and half-demons as well as the real ones trying to cross into her world and just by looking at a person, she could see their alignment. She also notices her inability to age. Alex travels in hopes to find answers to her many questions and runs into Trenton Jacobson, a man who is in the same situation. Together they search for answers, having to rid the world of evil at the same time. However their search reveals an even greater and dark plan. Will Alex and Trenton find the answers they seek? Or will they be damned to an eternity of Hell on Earth? ~cover by: Myself~

Collection of poems-part 2

Before I found God's love, I lived in my head, thinking I wasn't good enough. Here are the thoughts that plagued me before I really started to live a life following Jesus and finding my identity in him.

Alainn Croi started off like any other young girl in her village. She was fun, kind, and loved a good adventure. Tables turned when Aurora Granare turned the entire village against her and her family--even giving her the nickname Mal. Her parents soon die when villagers set her home ablaze, accusing her and her mother of witchcraft. She became one of the greatest villains their world has known, wearing her pain and anger as if it were a crown on her head. When this wicked witch sneaks into a grand ball, she ends up stealing the most precious thing of all: the heart of a prince. What will become of Alainn? And what horrors from her past come back to haunt her?

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Whelp I got tagged to do this so....LETS DO THIS!

Some of my poetry both old and new mixed together. Little pieces of myself, parts of my heart and soul put into words that slowly just tear apart sanity.

created to celebrate each woman of color's history. We pay tribute to the female inventors, scientists, activists, and etc. for everything, they have done to help today's and yesterdays society. These are the women who helped paved a way for today's society, but you either don't usually learn about in school or you probably hear about them a lot. women of color | ® 2018

A collection of poems portraying my thoughts 💓💓

"Stupid girl." I thought as freezing drops of rain poured from the sky, the howling wind causing soaked tendrils of her hair to whip across her frostbitten nose. Her beautiful muddy brown eyes were bloodshot from the tears she'd been trying so desperately to hide and the dirty clothes that clung to her body like a second skin caused shivers to wrack her body. Even though she stood in the middle of the road, with only street lights to illuminate her distraught figure. I had never seen someone so beautiful in my nineteen years. I'd seen her struggle through her entire life without ever asking for a helping hand. Like a leaf lost in a windstorm, she danced around, her body easily turning and twisting to appease even the most violent of changes without complaint, knowing that at some point the wind would die down and the sun would once more claim the sky, allowing her to rest before once again the wind changed direction. How was it a girl so seemingly free was nothing like the image she portrayed? How did no one notice she was pleading with whatever entity that controlled her fate to send someone to save her?

Sometimes... things do not go the way we want them to be... And so even work is out of the blue Do give it a read If you really want to (Vote and comment as well) Thanks! Regards Edwina❤

Just a short story for the #laterhaters constest. If you think you have a chance at winning or just want to make a difference in society, you should totally enter. But you have the hurry. The entries won't be taken past November 13th.

Rule #15: One different from others in Fandoris, being able to see what others cannot and have a different eye color than all, must immediately face the penalty. Death. Emeline Dalands was you're not-so-average girl. In the world she lives in, everyone was split into categories. While they never saw any form of threat, Emeline could see everything and anything. She and her friend Kam were different than everyone else. When the wrong people find out their little secret, Emeline and Kam are on the run. Together they find a hidden sector full of people like themselves. Emeline's whole life gets turned upside down. Lies, betrayal, friendships, deaths, and possibly even love.

Scéal is a world of your both common and uncommon fairy tales, their true selves. Folk of all kind roam freely in the forests, villages, and mountains that make up the world. Guarded by the Twelve Scribes, Scéal is a land without fear of demise. Or so they thought. What would you do when the only world you've known begins to crumble from beneath you? A princess with no prince, a beast with a rose, a boy gone mad, a queen with a curse, a mermaid with no water, an enchanted boy, and a girl with a wolf. Can these unlikely heroes fight for their lives or will time run short?

whole life is a dream to come true ! so we can't only have one dream all our life to plan and work on...

In the world of Minecraft, Endermen are known to be solitary creatures that are hostile towards Players. But what if one Enderman decided to break away from the restraint of his kind's negative bias and tried to befriend one? Follow the dangerously-curious mob as he explores his world, learns about himself and his kind, and strives to befriend a random Player, despite the challenges that come with it. He must learn to navigate the complexities of communication, trust-building, and the deep-seated prejudice that exists between his species and the Players. Will he be able to overcome his natural instincts and forge a meaningful bond with a Player? Or will the forces of the Minecraft world tear them apart?

Disclaimer: This is an 'isekaid to the beastworld' story but with added golden finger for our pretty average female lead. However! This is my own beastworld. Same genre but this can't be compared to others since I am not basing it to any other story. It would be really boring to read the same plot again and again, noh? Of course we would like her to be with a few handsome, smart, and powerful men behind-the-scenes. ••• Since I was jobless and stressed, I took the risk of participating on a challenge. It was year 2025 when I boarded flight 1698 for an escape promised by a leaflet (which accidentally landed and got pressed on my face on a windy night while I was walking home). It was about a contest wherein the participants can receive an all expense paid trip for two by the winner's chosen destination with a pocket money of 100, 000 dollars. But before that, the challengers are to board flight 1698 which will take us to the island where the contest will take place. Nothing is for free after all. With the other passengers, I settled on the plane. Only to panic when a sudden air turbulence occurred and caused the flight to get out of control and crash at high speed towards the sea. Waking up with an aching and soar body the next moment. All Rights Reserved