Fades Stories

Everyone called her pretty, attention she never seeks for it because whenever she glimpse people stare, High standards for what she wants in a man yet they kept showing up and she kept turning them down but as we grow , Attention reduce, pride crumble, standards begin to lower and we begin to question what are we doing wrong, but the truth is that, time passes by real quick and the beauty that draws the attention fades, women are like flowers blossom during the day and shrinks by night, Here is a story about how beauty fades with time and how every decision we make in life will haunt, this isn't a love story, this is a sad story of regrets. This is a tale of lady who thinks beauty doesn't fades

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She is mad. He is confused. The love between them has been disturbeb and starting to scattered. The plague spread. And the quarantine has implemented. Should the quarantine that cause a thousand of fears and sickness could be a new kind of opportunities?

Abreeah is love struck. She thinks that her all time love won't ever know her and she will just be alone. Her keeps her in a trance all day and this is how she handled it

"I cant seem to dream in color anymore," she whispered to him. "some nights I dont think I dream at all." he took her hand and looked straight into her eyes, "maybe I can help you dream again."

Some hearts break. Mine changed shape. I loved, I waited, I stayed. But sometimes the deepest wounds are not left by those who hate us, but by those who once promised to stay. This is the story of how love reshaped my heart into something I barely recognized-and how I learned to live with its final form.

Dear twinkles, Hold on to me and never abandon me. With love, S✨2.0

This 9 year old girl, named Peyton, had a 12 year old friend, Alexis. Peyton and Alexis played with each other everyday. But one day when Peyton went home her mom told her "she doesn't want to play with a 9 year old girl." That broke her heart and she never played with her again. 3 years later and Peytons in the middle school. The first day of school on the bus she notices Alexis but doesn't say anything. Will this relationship last?

This is how humanity ended. Is this truth? Prophecy? Myth? No one knows for sure Except The Child of the Final Bloom. *Please note this does contain a lot of mention of death.*

Scribbling of mine.

Love is really painful. What's done is done! " We are not meant to be, this is all planned. This is my mission I need to accomplish. And I already did. I love you Jian. What if I fade,would you still love me ? "

THE KING OF A KINGDOM, YOUNG-JAE STARTED HIS JOURNEY TO THE ALPHA DESERT TO RE-GAIN THE GLOWNESS OF THE MOON WHICH IS LOSING IT'S GLOW DAY BY DAY BECAUSE OF A CURSE. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE JOURNEY, HE MEET'S A GIRL NAMED SOO-YUN WHO IS TRAPPED IN THE DESERT FOR 6 MONTHS BECAUSE OF A SPELL GIVEN BY ZAFAR, THE VILLAIN. ZAFAR MADE SOO-YUN AS HIS SAND SLAVE. BUT THE KING EVENTUALLY FELL IN LOVE WHICH IS- NO MORE SPOILERS!

a poem

Emotional and romentic

A poem about the true feelings behind the smile some of us are experiencing

This is just a short love story that I wrote in less than a day. It won't take more than 15 minutes to read and I actually enjoyed writing this because it has some depth to it. ------------------------------- I heard the footsteps fade away as I sat there curled up in a tight ball with my knees under my chin and the tears welling up in my eyes. The first tear fell and then another, before it became a waterfall of heartbroken tears. He was gone. The guy I had once thought was the love of my life had slipped out of my grasps and had left me there after he had shattered my heart into a million pieces. That gut wrenching feeling in your stomach as you feel the pain of losing someone you love. But the worst pain of all is watching them walk away. It's at that moment when you see them for the way they truly are. The way their breathe rasps when they are nervous. How their shirt it slightly crooked when they first stand up. The look in their eyes as you look in them when they are cold and dark. Their once soft, luscious lips that you had so desperately wanted to touch with your own, cold and pressed in a thin, firm line. It is at this moment when all you want is for then to turn around and wrap their arms around you. Kiss you on the forehead and tell you that they love you. Wipe away your tears and lift your chin up so that he can look you in the eyes.