Findingme Stories

This is kind of another book about how I feel and I'm just turning those feelings into a book or a character that... Speaks to me, I think is the phrase I'm looking for. So, this book is going to follow a girl named Wynter Jacobs as she begins to understand or find herself. Unfortunately, she had to fall in love with someone who'll never love someone like her. Declan Scott.

Poem of life

Come along and let's find the real me

This story tells about how a 16 year old girl takes care of her problems she faces while she enters this scary reality. She learns to cope with the haters that seem to always be on her back every time she turns around. With all her childhood history still in the back of her mind causing her to be mentally exhausted doesn't really help. Will she find ways to deal with the haters? will anyone stick by her side till the end? I guess we will find out in the story!!

Zayan was born rich. Big houses, lots of help. He never had to ask for anything. Life was planned for him. But then he started having strange dreams. Faces he didn't know. Eyes that looked angry. A hungry feeling inside. And a voice that kept saying, "You took what wasn't yours." He didn't tell anyone. How could he? He didn't even know what it meant. He just felt like he didn't fit anymore. Like a shirt that was too small. So one morning, he just left. Not forever, just far away. He learned to hide. To sleep in small rooms with strangers. He used silence to protect himself. People thought he was like them - no name, no money, no family history. It was easier that way. Safer. But the truth doesn't stay hidden just because you don't talk about it. Zayan knew that some part of him would always be rich, no matter how he pretended. Sometimes, he helps people without them knowing. Money slipped under the door. A doctor's bill paid. A chance given with no name attached. He told himself it meant something. Then he met Meher. She was sharp and didn't care about his act. She didn't ask about his past. It was like she already knew it and didn't like how it ended. But Zayan stayed. With her, he didn't have to pretend. He was just himself. He felt seen. But secrets are heavy. The longer he kept his, the more he wondered: Who am I really? Am I just living another lie? And if he finally tells her the truth - his real name - will she leave? Poor Who? is about lives we borrow, quiet moments of truth, and a love that doesn't save you, but makes you want to save yourself.

I just wanted to make like a biography thing or whatever idk but I just wanted to share the story of how I am.

Monique a.k.a. Nicky is a young woman, who feels as if she has been stuck in the same place in life for a while. She watches her best friend friends Keisha (Kei) and Siya (Sisi) live out their dreams in their career and personal lives. Follow Nicky as she begins her journey of finding herself.

just random poems I write whenever I have free time :)

He's little lost right now but thats ok. it may not seem ok now but it will be okay eventually even if that is not soon or anytime in the near future, he will be ok. I hope.

This is just something I thought would be... not exactly fun but helpful to developing and understanding myself. I also hope it can somehow improve my writing skill. If you don't care about the boring life of some person don't read it. Also probably don't read it if you get triggered easily. Its what it says in the title a journal something to hold my thoughts and feelings, things that are known to offend others.

Trapped is about a glimpse of my past life in a storyline basically just every emotion pain i experienced Im writing on paper.

Open letters to the men that I have truly loved. I loved them all It's just that it was a different love for each. I'm positive that each loved me back Just that the love they gave was very different Now that I've had time to process their love and our relationships I never thought I'd end up here alone in the end I can't say I regret loving any of them Each of them taught me something important not always good These letters are the things I want them to know The things I didn't and cannot tell them face to face

I've been writing for forever and thought it would be alright if I uploaded my original poems to wattpad. These are personal and have shown my ups and downs in the past year. Thank you soooo much!!! Please vote and leave behind a comment :) I love to hear what you all think. Loves you's

She had a dream, that one day someone will read her work and not see her, but her heart. These are my "journal entries" in more of a English paper kind of way I guess... I just needed somewhere to maybe have a chance at someone reading them.

Your past doesn't define you, but your choices do. After leaving for nearly six months, Ava has come back London, and picked up her life right were it had left off. At least she thought she did. Your supposed to let go of baggage in six months right? Your supposed to be able to move on, and forget everything. But when you have people shouting at you about your lost love life with Niall horan it gets a bit hard to forget. It's even harder to forget when you work in the same studio as he, and when your not completely sure you want to forget. When Ava left, she left so that she can let go, but it's those memories that she wants to keep the most. When she came back things were supposed to be better. Instead it's getting more difficult. things like running the risk of loosing her job, possibly relapsing into her eating disorder, being known as the all to famous 'Home-wrecker', and not pulling away from her feeling aren't exactly helping things balance out again. Ava finds herself stuck in chaos, and like always, Niall's right there to guide her through...

Random journey to the pool of emotions.

i need help finding myslef. someone please read this and become my friend. i want an internet friend.