Grateful Stories

To the friends who became family and to the love that they gave each day. the true ones,the one who knows about my full version and the all sides I may have. for those who stayed and never let go even at the lowest,this isn't a love story but a thank you.

We've reached 100 followers!!! Thank y'all so much guys y'all don't know how much this means to me. I'd like to thank y'all for all your support in this 100 follower special! Also I'm going to answer questions that y'all ask me either on the comments section or on my inbox. Thanks again! Also this book might contain a bunch about myself! So please if you want to get to know me better...this is the book for you! It will contain things like A FACE REVEAL AT THE END!! It will also let you ask questions you want to know about me! So please don't forget to read and VOTE in each chapter. Also please follow me I'd greatly appreciate that. My next goal is 300 followers! So please....go to my profile and click that follow button! P.S. if you follow me I'll follow you back! So it's time to get to know me better! Read on....

Confess. Do tell. And let go.

this story is about Blake Saturday and the impact of those who lost loved ones family and friends this did not happen to me but I thought it would be a sad and tremendous topic and this is what I came up with hope you like what I have written

It's an aemulatio or inspired on another poem, written by Jack Prelutsky converted in my own context.

God is love and Love is God. Read more to find out.

To open the eyes is not to believe, to live never was to breathe. Why do not we like what we feel? The adjustment is invisible and is in the perception of the waves.

A poem of you

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Everything started in El' Paraiso...

My love for the Dead goes back many decades, from my teenage years. And yes I've been to a bunch of concerts, but these are more personal stories, for reason that will be clear, below.

Poem

A story written in a form of a poem...

How will you feel when you work so hard but never get paid enough for it?It hurts right?! Read along to find out about those unpaid soldiers and their sacrifices.

Just a one-shot story that was too long to call one shot. Wrote it some months ago. Thought why not post it here. I mean why should only my friends get the privilege to read this art (I am sorry idk where I am getting this confidence from😭). Anyways....there wasn't anything for a description so why not some of my bs 😏. Okii byee...

After reading a few books about women, a 20-year-old girl is shaken by the kinds of stuff happening to girls around the world. Reading, Listening to their stories made her frightened, vulnerable and angry. While having dinner with her family, she travels through the places where the character in her book lives and gets tormented. She realizes she should be grateful for what she has not for what others don't and prays one day the girls she learned about can be Free Forever and can live in a better place which they all deserve.

Katie finally got tickets to meet her soulmate Cameron Dallas. But time is running out for her as she realizes she is becoming blind. Her vision is slowly disappearing. At first she tried to fight it, now all she can do is hope her vision stays strong enough so she can at least see Cams face when they meet. But what if it doesn't hold off? And what will happen when Cam develops feelings for a girl he can't possibly have a future with?

For my sister Ravris