Familiarity Stories

A girl has been serving in the church for 6 years now, in 2019 December 16th a man caught her attention thinking that the man seems familiar, turns out that he's just a complete stranger. Days passed, she found herself always looking at the man without her knowing why, this continued until the last day of December and she's not dumb and she knows to herself that she already caught feelings for the man. She knows nothing about the man, his name, his age, his address, everything about him, none. Until January came, she looked around the church-mass is almost starting, but in her disappointment the man didn't show up. What is she feeling? why does she feel so disappointed... or should I say devastated? Unsay naa sa lalaki nganong naka feel siya ani nga mga emotions?. Months had passed since January, there was no trace of the man and she gave up. Until 2020 December 16th came, miraculously the man showed up again and there she is doesn't know what to feel. Happy? Excited?, she's flabbergasted and the girl realized that the man and his family only showed up in the church when it's misa de gallo until new year, and she get used to it. 5 years ago today, she found herself always coming it's way back to the man who just caught her attention year ago. After all this time he already had her heart. Effortlessly caught her attention, without her knowing he also caught his heart. A sense of familiarity that she felt like she had known the man for a very long time, like she had love him in a hundred lifetimes. Would she be able to express her love for him? How would she plot something for things to happen? Is there any chance that she will have him in this lifetime?

I'd always dreamed of meeting the perfect guy. My Knight in Shinning Armor. -Sigh- ... Not! You wish! I hate guys. I absolutely despise them. They're rude, sexist, and they think that they're God's gift to women. Before you start assuming things, no. I'm not a lesbian. I suppose that I'm biased, based on the fact that my heart was broken when I was just 13 years old. But no other guy ever came along proving that all guys weren't jerks. Of course, I know that all guys aren't jerks. Don't get me wrong. It just seems like all the good guys are taken, and even if they weren't, I still wouldn't risk the heart break. My dad is the only one I know that isn't a complete nitwit. And of course my best friend, James, who happens to be going out with my other best friend, Lulu. I'm stuck in a sea of romance, and happiness, and I'm just fine with that... That is until I met my Knight in Shinning Armor.

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"A quiet rooftop, a gentle moon, and a dream that lingers in the heart."

basically feelings, moments or intrusive thoughts that i'd like to forget.

Life is to hard y'know. we need a break so let your imagination run wild while reading these peaceful stories.

A girl who was very interested in fantasy from childhood had found her self in a magical land after she had read a book about a land which looks like where she found herself. Let us see where the journey takes her.

New place, new life, new friends. Yet are these friends ever anything more than strangers?

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She gets this sinking feeling in her chest. Is this what heartbreak feels like? He feels this weight pressing down on him. Is this what emptiness feels like? They ask this question everyday. Yet, no answer has appeared. Instead, they decided to ask another question. Why is it so familiar? -------------------------------------------------------- This book may contain content that is sensitive to some readers. Read at your own risk. I didn't copy this from anything that I've ever read in my life. Any similarities between a person living or dead is entirely coincidental and accidental. I apologize for any grammar and spelling mistakes I have made

I do a mine race with 3 friends and we find something terrifying, I'm at a school cafeteria feeling unwanted, I'm at track n field with people and we do a race, I'm at home relaxing on the couch with my boyfriend watching family guy.

Self-acceptance and self-love can be troublesome, particularly when we contrast ourselves with others. In any case, knowing your assets and being content with your defects have genuine advantages.

She truly feel in love with one man, but that man had found someone new and she was married; and expecting her first born. [ Cover from "The Wedding Dress" by Frederick Elwell 1911 ] ©2020 Luvrs

A woman who is socially awkward as been set up on a blind date with her best friends cousin. Her date turns out to be far too handsome for his own good, or hers. At first they don't realise they have met before, and were previous enemies. Do they become friendly or leave the up-market restaurant to be forever foes. ************************ I hope this isn't an elaborate hoax, I don't think my tattered nerves could handle anymore upset. Oh, good lord, it's not April fools is it? No, no we are definitely in June, flaming June. Then where is he? Oh no, oh what a thought, he's undoubtedly been and gone. He has seen me sitting here, scowling and looking like something Mr Blewit as dragged in. He's turned up expecting to be greeted by some sort of super model. Someone exotic and alluring like Gisele and what's he find, Gisele's stunted, unkempt, gormless looking penniless step sister. What a catch I must seem. ********* Join Louisa as she explores the world of blind dating, and tries not to let her usual awkwardness prevail.

Lena didn't notice the exact moment things changed. It wasn't sudden enough for that. It started with small adjustments-the kind that didn't ask permission. A shelf above the kitchen window. A presence that didn't announce itself but stopped leaving. A man who spoke in certainty instead of explanation. Tate didn't fit into her life so much as he worked his way through it, as if space was something you could measure, build into, and quietly occupy without disrupting what was already there. At first, Lena kept watching for the moment it would feel wrong. For the moment she would need to step back. But the moment never came. Instead, there were mornings where his tools stayed out longer than expected. Evenings where silence felt less like absence and more like company. Conversations that didn't circle toward meaning because meaning was already understood. Nothing about it demanded definition. And that was what unsettled her most. Because people weren't supposed to stay like that. Not without explanation. Not without effort. Not without being asked. Tate never asked. He just came in-and didn't leave. And somewhere between routine and recognition, Lena stopped trying to decide what this was becoming. Because it already had. Not loudly. Not all at once. Just the way things do when they're allowed to remain. *This is book 1 that will be part of a 3 book series.

Wayward Scent

Goldeen watched as Shade left with Mist on his back. Skye smiled as Dusk left with Frost in his jaws. Drizzle neighed happily as she watched Zoom walk off with Night. These three animals will soon meet eachother and their loyals, destined to go on a great quest. Can they save Vastia from the evil that lurks in the shadows? Or will the land fall into the hands of evil?