Exclusion Stories

The feeling of not being wanted was what he felt All he ever wanted is to be included jungkook & reader

Taylor has a fatal flaw: she's different. World War III has past and no country has won. The Illuminati, the rumored organisation, has manipulated the war into their favour. They have built a conformist global city with the ruins of the nuclear debri, and are now on a mission to forge a race of superhumans--humans with similar genetic codes that enable quick minds and superior strength. Humans are taught to shun the unusual--others who are cursed with uniqueness, or weaknesses as the Illuminati would label them. Unfortunately for Taylor, she has failed the test and is a weakness, a sore in society's eyes and must be rid of at any cost.

este es un relato verídico , de una madre que muy dolorosamente descubre que su hija es victima de bullying .

"Introvert", "Shy Guy", "Nerd", etc. I've been called many things. Now this is my time to tell my story, about my life. I've been through a lot. This is the tale of my life, in poems.

This is just a bunch of poems that I have written, enjoy! :)

Technical exclusion refers to the barriers-whether intentional or accidental-that prevent search engines, users, or devices from fully accessing and interacting with your website. These issues often occur in the background and are not obvious to the average visitor, but they can significantly impact your site's performance, user experience, and visibility in search engines like Google.

My name is Luna, but you can call me confused. What's my relationship with people ? I don't have any. Except Eminem. I Love him and if I could meet him I'd probably poop my pants ; Oh and Niykee Heaton, oh and , well you get the point. I like people I can't physically see and dead people like Marilyn Monroe. I live in modern day time when all the girls are sleeping around and the guys are too but nobody cares cause they're guys and fack logic. Yeah "fack". But wolves? They are my spirit animal and I love them. I like to sneak out and visit them. I have strict but loving parents so I don't do sleeping around. But all of a sudden my life is gonna get pretty hectic . Especially when I'm not the angel they thought I was. Now on my 16th birthday they're setting me free. Uhh ohh, this hasn't happened before. What is my calling? I'm ... confused.... Read my story to find out what Luna is hiding. I might not get views but hey, I'm doing this for me. but if you (if anyone sees this) likes it then I love you!

The youngest of the siblings picks the book out of her hands, reads the title and shoves it back into the girl's hands, smirking. "You're really dumb you know. You can't even answer the questions in class. All day, you just sit there." The three laugh. Another chimes in, "You always get 0 out of 10 for your tests. Why bother coming? You're useless." A short story about bullying, based on a true story.

My school life

These are just writings of me venting onto a piece of paper to just clear my head a bit. I don't think anyone will want to read these but whatever.

The arrogance laid bare where compassion and empathy are traded in for select superiority. All in search for the new prophet. It's an old message seen before. There's nothing new about it.

Hey, you! Yes you, Rodrick! Do you know what an introvert is? According to the globally accepted definition, an introvert is someone who is reserved and not very communicative. However, a perfectly socially adapted and outed person can be mistaken by you for an "introvert" just for the simple fact that that someone is shy, other people are rude or just because they don't like YOU. This story is about a boy, or a girl, or anyone who feels personally victimized. This is a story about introverts, but it's also about sadness, social exclusion and especially bullying. I hope that Rodrick will one day read this and realize the asshole that he is, which is going to be kind of hard because he doesn't read - I guess that explains why he has that small judgmental brain. P.S.: I'm just letting you know that English is not my mother tongue, so excuse me for my not-so-advanced skills. Please tell me if I make any mistake.

In a distant future, filled with advanced technology and space exploration, lives an ordinary man - Lucas. Because of an unfortunate situation, he is forced to take up a new job. This job will be the beginning of suffering and degeneration.

Did you miss significative moments between Scorpia and Entrapta during Season 5? Have you wondered how Entrapta found the LUVD crystal? This is my speculation of what happened, before the beginning of last season (thus before Launch).

Alliteration in some corners of the literate world is considered to be a lesser part of the form of art. I strongly disagree with this view, I sincerely think alliteration has much more literate potential than how it generally is being perceived. The true hardship for the writer of alliteration is to find words in such a way which will support either the rhythm of the story, or the storyline, as far as a poem can have a storyline of course. Where a poem may take you to different places in a few lines, storylines of poetry go beyond the rules of prose. There may well be poems where a storyline is language itself. The main character the I from the pen who wrote those poems. However when language becomes the storyline of a poem a new chapter emerges in both writing and reading. Can the writer still decipher his or her own message, or do they need the reader to tell her or him. Exactly that is what makes writing and reading alliteration exciting and intriguing. The writer submits to the assignment, only slight deviations allowed, all in service to written piece, subordinate to the writer's prompt. In this case it's words with the letter "p." I read somewhere that most words in English which start with this letter aren't originally from the English language. Second, during these weeks of self-isolation the word 'pandemic' lingered inevitably everywhere. Where it is connected to pain and suffering I saw the precipitation of tears, the waterfall of patients and human beings on the their way to the hunting grounds. I saw a rain consisting of humans. I saw the hypocrisy of daily numbers. Not only China under reports its numbers, it is a pathology in itself. On a worldwide scale people who aren't tested are left outside the equation. The outbreak managers only goal to hit the bell for flattening the curve, how flattering do the numbers need to be for a reopening, their apparent sole goal. The fact that beyond those mentioned an excess of people died put away to the side.