Disconnected Stories

This is a collection of short stories I have written. There is a small description of each story below. Read what you want. Disconnected: a husband plans a get away for his overworking wife. based on the song disconnected by 5sos Memories: a story about a boyfriend who goes missing while on a fishing trip with his friends. his girlfriend gets worried and notifies the police. based on the song thnks fr th mmrs by fall out boy Ghost of You: part two of Memories. not my best writing, but someone suggested I add onto the story. based on the song ghost of you by 5sos Happily: final part of the Memories series. it's hard for anyone to move on from a traumatic event, but once you do, it could be amazing. based on the song happily by one direction Don't Hurt Yourself: a fan of the band her brother is in, writes a letter to them about what she's been going through and the brother and her bond over what's happened. based on the song don't hurt yourself by roadtrip My Head Says No but My Heart Says Yes: a secret love affair between two best friends. based on the song secret love song by little mix Speak Now: part two of My Head Says No but My Heart Says Yes. If you know the song speak now, that's basically this story. based on the song speak now by taylor swift

the stars weep and I think you and I have the same grief °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° a result of perpetual existential crisis, adolescence, dissociation, trauma, and a sprinkle of teenage angst.

A woman shuts down the part of herself that once reached for her husband. After years of an empty marriage and a past marked by dismissal and psychological harm, she survives by going numb. At work she feels alive and valued. At home she becomes invisible. The story follows her slow collapse as the lack of intimacy, care and recognition erodes her sense of self. Nothing dramatic happens. No disasters. Only the steady damage of being ignored until she starts to slip away inside her own life.

Ivy Waters was left with no one for her last year at secondary school, all her friends including her best friend Hazel just completely left her, she was disconnected from everyone. A social outcast. Although she's nervous about starting College she hopes that maybe she could start fresh. Her first few days don't seem hopefully but then someone walks straight into her life and they seem to hit it off straight away, could this be the fresh start that Ivy always hoped for?

This poem is a haunting meditation on the erosion of language and cultural memory in the digital age. It opens with the image of words slipping through cracks, suggesting both loss and fragmentation, while screens hum with a sterile, mechanical presence. Vowels, the breath of speech, vanish, and syntax dissolves into slang, marking a shift from structured meaning to ephemeral noise. The scroll becomes a metaphor for endless consumption, where heritage is flattened and meaning buried beneath the feed's relentless churn. It is a lament for linguistic depth and ancestral connection, swallowed by the speed and surface of modern media.

Advait, the protoganist of the story, takes you to the small journey of his unconditional love from India to Budapest where he explore so many things about life and undying love.

Poem about feeling disconnected from oneself. Cover art is not mine, all rights to the artist.

whatever helps me sleep a night

Have you ever felt like you're watching your life from the outside? Like your body moves, but your mind is somewhere far away? You're not broken-you're dissociating. And you are not alone. In this powerful and deeply personal journey, wakebearpublications shares her raw experiences with dissociation-what it feels like, how it shows up, and how it is often misunderstood. Blending memoir, education, myth-busting, and healing tools, this book creates a compassionate space for anyone who has felt foggy, fragmented, or far from themselves. Each chapter walks with the reader through the shadows of trauma, the silence of shame, and the slow, beautiful process of coming home to your mind and body. With poems, reflective questions, grounding techniques, and honest stories, this book is both a mirror and a map for anyone navigating life after emotional disconnection. Whether you're newly learning about dissociation or you've lived with it for years, this book offers validation, insight, and hope. Because healing doesn't require perfection. It just asks you to show up, one moment at a time.

Just a short poem.

Every family carries its history. Some bury it deeper than others. The orchard remembers what the living choose to forget. In the quiet between trees, truth waits to be heard.

When Andrea Craig wakes up on a cold December morning in Lawrence General Hospital, she learns something that will shake her world like no other. Unable to be seen with the naked eye, she reaches out for help. Nothing will ever be the same again. "If we're being completely honest here," the beating in my heart grows faster, along with the rhythm of thunder outside the window, "I'd like to kiss you now."

Deku and Shoto solving the mystery of UA bathroom and The Mysterious Objects Club.

5 seconds of summer

Author's Note: Have you ever had a relationship with someone that was just this veneer of friendship? You really wanted to have a friendship with them, and be open and go deep about life and have that platonic intimacy...but you realize that to them you were nothing but a joke - someone to do stuff with while they were bored or their more interesting friends were busy. You shared so much with this person, and they used it against you to try and hurt you all while laughing and smiling. It really, really, really hurts. I hope that this poem maybe some sort of catharsis by putting words to a painful situation that it is so hard to find the right words to describe. I hope that it can be healing, and also serve as a reminder to other people and me to treat people with the respect they deserve. Until Your Next Train - This poem compares me to a train station, not interesting place or a place to stay. It is merely a transitory place. It conveys sadness and the confusion of thinking that the friendship was deeper or longer-lasting. However, it is all one-sided. I will never measure up. I will never meet all of the requirements in order to be considered a worthwhile friend finally. I will not be treated nicely and seen as an equal. The goalpost keeps moving, and in this poem, I cannot move...because I am a building - a train station.

This work is a reflection of my thoughts. My biggest problem right now is derealization/depersonalization disorder. (DPDR) is mental disorder in which the person has persistent or recurrent feelings of depersonalization or derealization. It is described as feeling disconnected and detached from one's self. - As if your life is a movie and you are floating around in your own world, unattached and disconnected from your body and physical self. I first started experiencing DPDR when I was 11. It was such a foreign and confusing feeling. I felt as if my entire mentality had been invaded by something I was too young to comprehend. I expected it to be a temporary episode that would be gone before the next day. Well, 7 years later and it's still hitting pretty hard. I've done a lot of research and found that it stems from anxiety and stress. I feel the effects of DPDR 24/7. Not once has it completely subsided.. For years I've ignored it and acted like everything was alright because I knew people were getting tired of listening to me complain about it. I've been to multiple doctors but nothing has really helped. This is something I have accepted but will never welcome. I often feel consumed but writing is one of my escapes.

*READ M I N E C R A F T: NOVEL 1 AND 2 BEFORE READING THIS OR THIS WILL NOT MAKE SINCE!* Ever since what happened, things haven't been right. Let me explain.

I am a woman a daughter, a sister, a mother, a wife, an aunt, a friend and an employee. I play many roles and all of them guide me through life. Somehow though the role I value most, that of *Christian* has fallen off the radar and my other roles are suffering for it. This is a journal of my 5 week journey from disconnect to reconnect with God ( I hope). In the process I will draw on and review Youverion's Soul Detox. All verses quoted from 1611 KJV.