Feelingalone Stories

"Hi um what's your name I haven't seen you around here before"I said to the beautiful girl in front of me "Uhm hi"She said her voice barely audible... Keep reading to see what happens SLOW updates. One other thing this is my first story so please no rude comments(if anyone reads this) also please excuse any grammar errors that is all I hope you enjoy it as much as I have writing it.

This is a raw and honest poem about what it really means to be the youngest sibling. Not just the cute, easy part, but the struggles, the pressure, and the loneliness behind the scenes. Because being the youngest isn't always what people think it is.

If you ever find yourself alone and depressed, just take a look in this book. . . . You're just feeling alone, BUT NEVER ALONE.

life of a young girl who goes through alot of trauma, this is her story.

Not much of a good story teller or writer, this is more of a open diary of true things that's happening in my life. So enjoy reading my diary❤️

feels that want to burst. feel free to dm me to post yours ☺

This is a story that at least a few of you might be able to connect with. this story talks about a boy who started stealing shadows of people. but what is the reason behind it....

this is basically my crys for help

Mark my words

perfect friends, perfect grades, but not a perfect homelife, parents died and her sister with her abusive boyfriend, she stopped eating and had suicidal thoughts, she wanted to give it all up she didn't tell her friends but they knew they weren't with the nessa they loved, the asked her what was wrong numerous times but she ignored the question and changed the subject they booked her in for therapy and she was reluctant to go but her friends dragged her in and there was her therapist, he was young and looked like he only graduated college one night she never returned from one of her session and her therapist was off the grid aswell do you think this was intentional? --------------‐--------------------------------------------------------- Highest rankings 1st in awareness

Read to find out!!!!!

she thinks all of her friends have lovers but she doesn't have one. so she starts to feel lonely and silently drifts apart from her friends. Zed and Addison Bonzo and Bree Eliza and Wyatt sorry if you don't agree if any of these ships This book has been discontinued

Just some brooding drabbles that have been on my mind lately

Theses poems are ones that I was inspired by based on my work in the mental health field. The poems will take narratives between a person that has mental illness and people who don't .

I have been struggling with it since Jan. 2018 and something that will unfortunately will not have a cure.

- Beware the shadows- After the events of the previous book, Megan is back at lonely Privet Drive for the summer, where she is treated like dirt. And as if that wasn't bad enough, she has had no word from either of her friends. They even forgot her birthday! But she's no ordinary girl. She is a witch. With magical powers. She has spent the last year learning spells, potions, and flying on a broomstick. Oh, and a strange elf named Dobby comes to her room on the worst night possible, and tells her the worst thing Megan could ever hear: She must not go back to Hogwarts! I am open to constructive critism, critique, suggestions and advice, so don't be shy, if you want to point something out! DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything of the Harry Potter franchise. All rights go to JK Rowling and Warner Bros. Fun and practice purposes only. I own none of the pictures and videos in this story. All credits go to their owners. If you are one of them and wish for me to remove the picture of video I am borrowing, please let me know and I'll do it at once. Thank you. Entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement intended.

I don't know maybe give it a read

Ethoro kavithakal ane.. ente kuttikkalathe njan ezuthi kottiyathum ormayil ullavayum ellam kodi..

It's not their fault It's not my fault Who's fault is it? A short piece of writing to describe to the world what I can't describe to myself