Experinces Stories

A reflection on the fear of starting small, the urge for instant success, and learning to survive the messy middle of trying new things.

Random plots and thoughts. Free write. Shorts. Fictions.

The story of two persons who meet in their college life..... became bestfriends of each other..... share all their life decisions.... Untill the day when a life shattering truth unfold and entangled their fates with each other. Story of love.... story of hate.... story of past... story of families.... story of ENTANGLED LOVE. #friendstolovers #familyrivalry #hefallfirstshefellharder #reallifeexperience

Just for fun writing . I have been writing Piece and verses for as long as I can remember. I have returned to writing as a way to overcome my overthinking abilities and keep my mind alive. Getting published is not a main concern. I love to write I hope you enjoy

⏳ Two timelines. One impossible connection. ⏳💫 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝐴𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒💫⏳ Mira lives in present-day Delhi, balancing classes, deadlines, and the quiet thoughts she never shares. Ayaan lives years in the past, walking the same streets in a version of Delhi that no longer exists. They were never meant to meet. Not in the same place. Not in the same moment. Not in the same time. But during a strange shift in time, Mira hears a voice where no one stands. Ayaan sees someone who shouldn't exist. For a few fleeting seconds, their worlds overlap. What begins as confusion soon becomes something impossible to ignore. As these rare moments continue, they discover that time itself is allowing them to see one another. Slowly, conversations turn into friendship. Friendship turns into something deeper. But every meeting comes with a cost. Clocks stop. Memories change. Timelines begin to shift. Then they uncover the truth: Their connection is not a miracle. It is a tear in time. And if it continues to grow stronger, one of their worlds may disappear forever. With Dev's guidance, and while Rhea and Ishaan struggle to hold onto the people they care about, Mira and Ayaan must choose between protecting their timelines or following a bond that should never have existed. 🌙 Mira is the heart. Ayaan is the soul. Rhea is the reality that refuses to bend. Ishaan is the fear of losing what matters most. And somewhere between forgotten memories, changing timelines, and impossible moments... there is a story trying desperately to survive. Because some people are connected by fate. Mira and Ayaan are connected by time. ⏳💙 Welcome to 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝐴𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒 By Aurora 💫

Check out some helpful insights, writing peeves, book recommendations and more! Take everything I say with a grain of salt for most of the stuff here are based on personal preferences. I'd be glad if this somehow helped other authors as well. Also, don't just rely on this book alone for there are plenty of other sources you can learn from. Translation on Cover: From the author of "A Quirky Writer's Odyssey"

Behind every author is a person with their own stories, memories, struggles, lessons, and moments that shaped who they are. Author's Experience is not a fictional story. It is a collection of my personal experiences, some happy, some emotional, some difficult, and some completely unexpected. Things I've experienced, things I've learned, people I've met, moments I still remember, and thoughts I've never really put into words before. Through this story, I'll be stepping away from fictional characters and sharing a little bit of my real world with you. Maybe you'll relate to some experiences, maybe you'll learn something from them, or maybe you'll simply get to know the person behind the stories you read. So, welcome to a different side of your author. 🤍 This is my experience. My memories. My story.

the title says it all. a collection.

Just a collection of her random thoughts about life-little observations, everyday moments, quiet realizations, and everything in between. It could be her daily view of the world, her occasional dose of sunshine, the ups and downs of her college journey, or simply a thought that happened to cross her mind and refused to leave. No particular plot. No particular order. Just her, writing down pieces of life as she sees, feels, and experiences them. P.S. Join her as she wanders beyond her thoughts and discovers what might be waiting there.

my past experiences and updates when things happen whilst doing creepypasta research

"you think hurting me will lessen your pain, but let me tell you will also burn in this flames of revenge..." I said with out most calmness looking into his hazel pairs that hunts me the secend it falls into mine. His grip only tighten more around my throat cutting my air supply nearly making me wiggle out his grip but fail badly he is tightening the grip every sec... He said nothing like always. Making me frustrate. But after a movement of silence he whispers coming dangerous closer... "Revenge is an excuse to prey on others for fun..." Brushing his lips with mine very lightly it sends shiver down my spine... " But I'm not a toy thing, bastard!!.." I hissed as his other hand moved to my left breast squeezing it tightly. Tears brim in back of my eyes but I didn't let them fall... He shouldn't see me weak infront of him or... beneath him... He squeezed more this time making me close my eyes taking deep breath to restrain myself from moaning... "You are nothing but just a spoil brat who only knows how to use his power in wrong wa- aghh..." His smirk stretched more as his chuckled. "Spoiled, huh?!" With that he slammed his lips with mine desparately. I wish I could have run away that day... ⚠️triggered warning⚠️adults content 🔞 matured ahead (21+) violence, blood, sexual assault... traumatic experience(Maybe) So.. if you're under age respectfully leave...🙂🔪

A compliation of things I say to myself when the night sky is my sole witness A catalogue of random and (probably) relatable rants | thoughts If it's not too much to ask ~ a vote would be appreciated if you like what you read. Also feel free to comment about your personal experiences so I don't have to stalk you to find out myself (Jk!!!) ...or am I? Highest rankings #1 on book of secrets #1 on experience #1 on thoughtsandfeelings #1 on sad quotes #2 on rants #4 on relatable #4 on ongoing #4 on deep.

a story made by me, BASED ON WHAT I EXPERIENCED IRL, and idk really what to put here so ya, I might keep this to myself hehe

Just a girl trying to incorporate her feelings, thoughts and a little of what she has experienced into writing. All it takes is for you to think about things just a bit differently.

Mariam is a muslimah who strive hard to become a better person for herself and her religion. She had a poor religion background yet she build herself religiously. Then life happened! She became lost! Her only hope was detached from her! What happened to Mariam? Sekinah who supported Mariam and guided her in becoming a betterment of herself religiously then the unexpected and unforseen circumstances happened. What happened? What was her actions and reactions towards it? Moses is a Christian that found himself falling apart from his religion. Will he regain himself? Who's the Inferrer? Let's ride on the ship of a muslimah.

It's exactly as the title says. This is going to be a diary if you will. If you relate to any of these thing my inbox is always open. There will be some sensitive topics, random things, me just ranting about things.

Mar Laguey, an engineering student, stands in front of the mirror of his past. As he reflect, and reevaluate his past, what will he find and unravel?

These are experiences, thoughts, and growths that have happened to me as a high school student. May whoever is going through the same grow and keep experiencing; better challenge yourself than questioning yourself.

True experiences that seem too set-up to be coincidental. Also some theories I have found with possible evidence to back them up. Than again, it may just all be fake and I am overanalyzing shit again.

Another volume of the Weekend Write-In.