Finding-myself Stories

Somewhere between dreams and daylight, my stories came to life. They stayed-waiting for someone who still believes in a little bit of magic. These are not full stories, but fragments of a larger tale, moments torn from its pages, lingering for those who dare to imagine the rest.

Everyone is fighting a battle no one sees. This is not a love story. It's a story of becoming - of confusion, self-doubt, healing, and quiet strength. A girl trying to find herself in a world that keeps telling her who to be. If you've ever felt lost, unheard, or "too much" for this world - this story is for you. Sometimes the loudest noise is the one inside us.

A heart cracked but still beating. A voice once silenced, now learning to speak. *Flawed But Finding Me* is the soft rebellion of becoming- not perfect, not whole, but real. This is the journey of healing, one breath at a time.

This poem, concludes. The visionary spirit of longing and yearning for a loved one.. who no longer has presence in their current life. A person whom is a " rising sun to another." But a dawning moon , aimlessly chasing the stars who can only be a " vivid dream." That cannot be in the realm of reality. The Moon who is gorgeous but constantly longs, for what is out of reach. And forgets its own beauty, throughout the process. Sincerely yours , I present to you ladies and gentleman 🩷 ( if you believe my effort is worthy of being noticed by the eye of the precious) please support my pieaces who which, I wrote with my whole entire heart and soul , in desperate effort for a difference, that my words are bound to make..

I'm 17, in my final year of high school, and I thought I knew what love was... until life proved me wrong. One crush turned into unexpected twists, heartbreaks, and a series of loves that taught me more than I ever imagined. But this story isn't just about romance. It's about growing up, finding yourself, surviving the chaos, and realizing that every season of life carries its own kind of magic. This is my story - messy, unpredictable, beautiful... and impossible to put down.

"Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep..." John Milton

A story that will uncover the hidden secrets of my identity. It will reveal my happiness and grief, my silence and my noise, my loneliness, people, emotions, relationships, friendships, love, my standards and my status - presenting all of it to the world in my own voice. This story will show me as me. It will give me a chance to explain myself. It will justify my existence, my choices, and my truth...

There are discriminations under our noses that we don't even realize.

this is a 12 year olds story on attempting to push away her negative emotions and show true happiness. in other words this is my story and kinda my diary? I hope you enjoy it and come along with my journey of finding myself.. oh also if you haven't noticed yet this is basically just a thing wherein put random notes and letters that I feel on some type of paper..

Teenage Sammy Hernandez is 17 and a Senior at Downey High School not such a popular child, but find out how she makes her way threw all the b.s in a typical "High School".

Fierce is not scream, and is not being mad. Just finding pride in being who I am.

...♡♡Simple words anyone can relate♡♡... ....☆....If you keep pouring your heart to someone who won't accept it, You will have none left for the next person......☆.... ♡Request open ♡

Short story about a beautiful, unforgettable and remarkable time I had in the rain.

Hi, I'm Neil you might recognise me from my sister's story, my boyfriend sister bullies me. well this is mine it includes finding myself and realising who I really love

When a baby is taken away from her family at birth, she grows up with the thought of never meeting them. As she discovers new things about herself and what she can do, her life just keeps getting more complicated. The journey to find her family with unlock more truths than anyone can ever imagine. But how does she do it?

my small journey ig! ***NO HATE: This is js my mind and what I think. ****ALSO, this story is ONGOING! I will keep documenting my thoughts :)

Mean boys bully Aurora for being not as pretty as her best friend read the book to know more(true story)

Growing up my parents were drug addicts,my dad was abusive and my mom almost died. The state took me from my parents and my mothers parents took me in. My grandparents hated my dad and would never let me see my him. I had a great life and the only thing I ever wished for was a new phone or a guy to like me. Eight years later my mom and I snuck behind my grandparents. New wishes made new priorities changed.

Little nick nacks of a mind that won't stop rambling. Each part of this is an individual short writing. It contains moments of my everyday life as I soak it all in - the good and the bad.