Findingonesself Histórias

I was born with a purpose, a purpose to serve, and to protect. I was born to be a healer and a helper. I was someone that a group of people knew a long time ago, having the same features as the one that came before me. I was a reincarnation to a Champion, a female born from two pure Alphas and descended from the Original Ten. I was the reincarnation of Cassandra Kristen, and I had so much to live up to and pray that I could be the best that I had to be. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.

Twelve princesses were whisked away from a world that they had never known only to live in a world with no magic. Twelve princesses have heard stories about a magical world where seven of the princesses were born where the rest of the princesses were born on this world with no magic and no knowledge of the power that they held. One of the princesses was destined to be queen, marked by a sword and a fire that filled her veins, a fire that was different than a normal fire would look like, glowing purple. One princess had a lot to learn about the world that was hidden from her and her sisters for so long. One princess had to learn the way of the land and the secrets of the magic that filled the air around them. One princess had to learn how to sing the song of Ilryian and make sure that the magic that filled the air around them stayed strong while she learned how to become queen and the best queen that she could ever be.

Princess Zelda often thinks back to the time before the Great Calamity War. The Chosen Champions. Her dearest friend Urbosa... Every time she's around Raphica, it just reminds her of Revali. Agraston's rock roast reminds her of Daruk's biggest obsession with that food, the way Qia holds her Trident like Mipha once did. These feelings of sadness, longing and the happy tears going down her face are stronger. No matter the training Sonia or Rauru put her through. They won't go away, these feelings won't leave her aching heart. So... That just leads us to the question: What would happen if Zelda had another surge of her time power? Basically, the plot of AOC, but replace the future Champions with the Sages time traveling.

A series of pieces detailing the emotions of Narumi goes through while finding its true identity.

"Alexa no ,don't kill him "I heard a voice said to me in fear "I picked up the knife and stabbed the man in front of me in his chest " "You killed my family,you made me an orphan while I was just 5 years old,you deserve to die in my hands "I yelled at the dying man "I watched without emotion as the man layed lifeless in front of me " "A satisfying smile crept on my face " "I got up only to turn back and see the one person I never wanted to see this side of me " "What have you done "He said in trembling voice unable to believe what he saw "I didn't mean to "I replied him,this time realizing I did kill someone

"mum? what was it like when you fell in love with dad?" "well, it was magical, honey. why do you ask?" "i was just wondering. did you know you loved him when you first saw him?" "i did." ~~~ can you really fall in love with your best friend?

A simple short story (not finished) I wrote this more then a few years ago, so I am sorry now that the grammar is not that good.

~'My thoughts.. spilled out onto a page.." So much thought, little is said. I hope what is said by myself is enough, and my work here is enjoyed. #luckyforpenandpaper ! Here it's about a troubled teen trying to make it through (what's called life) emotionally and spiritually, finding herself with the help of others

She had never had better friends than the ones in her head. She has never taken control. She has never though of doing something reckless. She has never liked where she came from nor what she has become. She has always loved words. She has always savoured the taste of them on her tongue. There are nine words she loves beyond all. She has never thought of sharing this love with anyone. Not until she decides to find the tenth...

A collection of my self-reflection thoughts. Warning: Most of them are self-destruction and I talk a lot about my insecurities. My name is Chivalry, and these are my uncontrolled thoughts.

How a broken boy tries to come back to who he was before he lost everything.

Vague thoughts about losing someone close.

When you are so lost that even the God feels bad for you and gives you a soulmate

For Yakira, life began when she was five. She had no memories of a time before then and nothing from the time before Harry found her, but after Harry came into her life, it became one adventure after another.

Random poetry I wrote The first few relate to a breakup while the rest will probably relate to me finding myself. The poems are short so this will probably be a quick read. Enjoy

Delilah Sy, a teenage girl who decided to seek for her true identity.

Have you ever stopped, taken a break, and just thought about life and the world we live in. Have you ever wondered if there was more to it than just what we see. Have you ever randomly questioned the fairy-tales you grew up hearing. A question that was never answered. It is a question most others would laugh at, find absurd and childish. One every child to ever live has asked. Others might think you are childish and immature to ask such a question. But, is it truly, a childish question. Is it truly childish to wonder and believe in such things. Or is it truly a worthy question with a magnificent answer. Have you ever wondered what the answer is. What is the answer to the question that has been asked by children for centuries. Are our so called fairy tales and legends real? Is Cinderella and her glass slipper all fake or is there more truth in it then we ever thought. More truth than we could have imagined. What about Peter Pan, Tinkerbell, Captain Hook and Neverland, are those stories nothing but falsehoods, fakes, fallacies, and lies, or are they true. What about all the different stories, legends, myths, and folktales around the world, told to children as life lessons or bedtime stories. Lies, frauds, fakes, is that all they are, or, are they more than we ever realized, than we ever thought or imagined, are they more real that we want to admit. Are they more real than we have ever truly known.Before this our story begins why not take a moment, just one moment,to wonder if there truly is more to the world then what meets the eye. More than what science tells us. Is there more out there than just what we see, just what we hear or smell. Are all these supposed myths, legends, folktales, and fairytales, really nothing more than fictional stories made to teach lessons or scare children in the night. Nothing more than stories made to fill children's heads with thoughts of happily ever afters, and happy endings. Or are they more true than we have ever known or realized.

This is the story of how I survived.... though sometimes I wish I hadn't! Life is hard but it's all up to you to decide just how hard you want yours to be!