Doubtful Stories

thoughts and endless doubts .... is this world for real ? Is life for real ?

Rank 1 was never just a position. It was identity. Power. Expectation. In a school where marks decide your worth, being second is not an option. Siya Sharma has always been Rank 1 - disciplined, untouchable, perfect. Aarav Malhotra has always been right behind her - charming, flirty, and far too confident for someone who refuses to explain how he always scores so high. When they're forced to work together on a major academic project, rivalry turns into tension... tension turns into something far more dangerous. But when rumors begin to spread - whispers about influence, power, and unfair advantages - Siya is forced to ask the one question she never thought she would: Did Aarav ever win fairly? As friendships crack and trust shatters, a classmate is exposed for spreading lies. But just before he leaves, he says something that changes everything: "You think this ends with me?" Because sometimes the real enemy isn't the one you catch. It's the one hiding behind a perfect surname. And this is only the beginning. In the end, the real question isn't who stood first. It's who was willing to fall.

20-century teens have a hard time finding the other half. Covid plays a big part in teens' lack of romance but most of us are broken. Now you have the key to The Diary of a hopeless romantic... Will you read someone's diary? or Will you read your own?

Poem/s that speak to you as if you're afraid to fall in love alone. VERY WIP - LITERALLY JUST JOINED TODAY, DON'T MIND ME :>

as we all know everything start with thoughts and imaginative thinking, even science-itself that scientist brag about, is nothing but compounded thoughtfully thinking's. nothing but further commitment's and research's create unbelievable things like aircrafts and spaceships, what got me thinking is not how this beings find particularly things and make it remarkable science, but, but why they bragging their inventions to mighty god whom created the whole world in six days, I'm not talking about a particular god but by all organized gods, let us not stuck with a one-offs, as we all can realize we all been raced by uncharacteristic thought that based from our parents thought as they gathered through their elders, in particularly not judging my parent nor anyone's parent just because they believes those myths, but swiftly if I tried to ask any of those believers why they choose this particularly religion, they won't give me reasonable answer, just unexpected attitude, it's like they don't even know why they choose this particularly religion, as it seems they never chosen it but been raced by it, as the philosopher calls it a nothing but a hobby. Probably me thinking is nothing but hobby that I gained from thinking-daily since I learn how to breathe or be enjoyed by the toxic air knowing it may-infects me, but if I tried to gather all of my thoughts and writhing it down on a plane peppers it will create nothing but more thoughts.

A girl who is running from something and who is also a writer meets a guy who is a little strange for her. She tries to get away before she got herself hurt. She finds love, hate and family. Go along with her adventure and hardships to see how she ends with her life

ever since freyja was small her parents decribed her has diffrent from the other kids not because of her anger issues or her weird disappearance and then reappearing back without any explaination, it was because of her weird obsession with her hairless doll, every kid likes there doll but not like freyja. but now that she is 19 she has another obession but this time its not a doll, her obession caused pain, trama and in some cases death.

She put on a cold and emotionless facade in front of everyone to hide her fragile heart. He became the one who would break down the walls that she built up with pain. Yet, he would also be the one who breaks her in the end **************** "...She doesn't care anyway," Kane took a glance at Everly as her eyes landed on the long lash that she missed before, visible on his leg. "Right..I don't," she spoke with such nonchalance that no one doubted her words. But somewhere deep down, she wanted so much as to express her utmost concern for him and show him how much she really cared for him. But she didn't.

who am i

This story is all about the girl , na walang iniisip kung di ang mag duda. This story is dedicated to all girls na minsan naging selfiesh sa boyfriend nila. Being a negative thinker is not good in a relationship. It will make your life miserable. Matutuno sana tayo tumanggap kong ano at kung sino ang taong mahal mo. Wag mong ipilit ang mga bagay bagay na walang kwenta at katotohan.

Did you ever had the feeling that your memories are not your own ones? Ever had the feeling that you remember a certain event clearly but it never really happened? Based on your experiences everything feels off? The feeling of missing something important follows you subconsciously all day and night? Tickling nervousness lets you stay restless and uneasy? You think the world is not in the shape it should be...? John, a regular person living in today's society, is marked with these uncommon aspects. Right now he is preparing himself for a long trip. A holiday trip to another country, another environment, another world. Followed by mysterious events, running behind his shadows...

More of a diary of my first relationship,...maybe.

Random poems

Still forging style but short small stories.