Generous Stories

It is a collection of my quotes, dialogues, monologues. The voids between the writing, would be the actual thing for readers. I welcome everybody to interpret my words according to their ideas and thought process. Also I don't claim to be a writer or something fancy. I am writing for myself and for people who can relate to my phenomenological world.

I was a boy who was sixteen I was not the typical teenager I did not enjoy breaking the rules I enjoyed getting good grades some people bully me because I was to good all the teachers in the school praised I always came first position I always help the people that do not understand after class I enjoy sharing and giving to those in need I love going to orphanages I love and enjoy buying things for people in need

hey peeps! I am starting a series on how to fix your life. like these aren't love gurus type and I won't ask you all to leave your place, go in a jungle and just become a philanthropist. these will be simple tips that will surely improve the way you talk, the way you represent yourself . Hope this will help you if you are in college or university life as you will learn how to express and carry yourself!

Winx club Is having. A hallowen party just for fun !

Ruwayda & her family convert to Islam , & suddenly everyone that knew them that were relatives or friends , neighbors don't talk to them or connect with them like they used too . Ruwayda gets bullied at school , students call her nasty & hated words that make Ruwayda run away from her home . The police , family, & friends look for Ruwayda but they don't find her . Ruwayda finds a place better then the place she got bullied & hated . Suddenly Ruwayda's mom gets very sick & dies . Ruwayda comes back home . & there Ruwayda's story begins ....

Leonia Marie Johns, a sweet, caring, loving, forgiving, beautiful and talented cardiac surgeon. Ian Carlson Renova, a dashingly handsome, short-tempered, talented caring, business tycoon. Both so different, so passionate about their work, so loving to their family yet still they came together cause FATE had something in its mind. FATE what a big word we can say- if fate has plans then it will happen but if fate changes it mind it will not. Just like this fate had many plans with Leonia and Ian so it made them cross their paths together,hang out, spent times, and do all the crazy things together. But now the fate had changed it's mind, it now wants to play some games with them. "How could you do this to me?to us? Have you ever actually loved me? Were those all time we spent together mean nothing to you?"I asked vulnerably.I was on the verge of being a shattered glass. "I haven't done anything Leonia Marie Johns. In fact from the beginning itself it was all your plan? Wasn't it Ms. Johns? Oh and ya I did love- I used to love you."he said it like it was so easy to say. The moment he said this I was shattered into tiny pieces of glass. I felt like I was dumped into an ocean of ice. Do read to know what will happen to them later? Will they still be together? Will their relationship last? Can they give themselves space?

Elisabeth is a girl. A girl who is poor. A girl who is bullied. A girl with no friends. Will the appearance of a mysterious old man change her life? This is a short story - not a novel or chapter book. Enjoy!

Rarity is one fashionable pony in ponyville. She was so graceful and so fabulous. Anyways this is all about her fabulous story life when she was a filie till mare just read you'll now.

A story about me, a coffee shop, an old man, and the importance of compassion.

why so cheap?

"The most attractive, most beautiful human being, I had ever seen. Was walking my way. He was accompanied by what looked like a few of his other good looking friends. I moved quickly out of the way and found a spot under the veranda, up against one of the classrooms where I could watch him and possibly drool, without him seeing me. This guy had beautifully bronzed, tan coloured skin and luscious jet black hair. His hair was cut fairly short, but long enough to be swept slightly to the side. I kept looking. He was also fairly tall with nice lean figure, but athletic looking at the same time, he also sported a pair of nice looking legs, and I mean nice. I swore I had seen this guy before, in my dreams. By the looks of it he was about seventeen, maybe eighteen, probably year twelve, I didn’t care, he was hot."

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Zaran isn't a normal prince. He has grown tired of the luxury and wants to be an adventurer. One day he left the palace of Centium and found a glistening chasm, with his friend. He found a set of stairs and wandered down the eerie path. He came across a crested box and opened the lid. Twelve,colorful,smokey mists formed out of the center. One went inside his nostrils. The other ten shimmered out into the real world. What he remembers is he just released twelve major magic forms. The Sadrios; the magic of Time. The Valarious; the magic of Destruction. The Crades; the magic of Creation. The Narox; the magic of Hope. The Yara; the magic of Life and Death. The Opalatzi; the magic of Night. The Lozas; the magic of Doom. The Waeriy; the magic of Day. The Matarop; the magic of Fire. The Upar; the magic of Water. The Dasip; the magic of the Sky. The Gaserit; the magic of Earth. Which one did he inhale? But, who absorbed the other eleven? What will Zaran have to overcome? Read on to figure out.

quote /kwəʊt/ verb 3rd person present: quotes 1. repeat or copy out (words from a text or speech written or spoken by another person). "I realized she was quoting passages from Shakespeare"