Growingup Stories

warning!: This is an actual diary about my daily thoughts. this can be abit insensitive at time so please scroll pas this if you are not comfortable with diaries and such

Salvatore Smith meets a woman with whom he shared few nights after loosing his wife. It was 12 years ago, she was way younger than him, from a different country. He is a powerful man, Don of the American Mafia, leading his businesses with his 6 sons. What will happen when they find out that from that a little girl was born from that short relationship? -What is this thing? -She is your sister... -I guess you drank too much last night, we don't have a sister! -Now you have one...

This is my first story and I'm not really sure where to take it. I am open to any suggestions and constructive criticism! The Beckett house isn't like the other houses that line Duncan Drive. They all have the same floor plan and landscaping but the family inside the Beckett house is full of disfunction. The father, a raging alcoholic, seems to never be home and leaves the responsibility of raising his kids on his two oldest sons Rome and Axel after the passing of their mother. Follow along as they navigate through life. TW: I do plan on writing about abuse. There will also be the non consensual spanking of minors. These spankings are punishments and non sexual.

This is a collection of poems born from silence, survival, and identity. Written by someone who was told to hide, and chose instead to speak. Every poem is a quiet war. Every line, a piece of light. _________________________________________ 'And Strangle them with a rainbow shirt, Because Little broken boys just don't seem to hurt.' - From 'Too young' 'You're a man now, not little anymore, Still so little, Evermore...' - From 'My Favourite little Man' 'Would I too break my toys, if I did belong?' - From 'Mirror World' ______________________________________________ ⚠️BEWARE⚠️- There's too much going on in my poems ;) If you don't relate to my poems, I feel sad for you. If you do relate to my poems, I feel sadder for you. ______________________________________________ 1st Runner-Up In 'The Fathomless Verse Awards' 🏆 _____________________________________________ Remarkable Rankings! #6 in poems out of 222k books on 10/31/25 #4 in Poesia out of 16k books on 11/11/25 #20 in short out of 160k books on 11/11/25 #7 in inspiration out of 30k books on 11/11/25 #2 in Poesia out of 16k books on 11/13/25 #13 in short out of 160k books on 11/13/25 #1 in Personal out of 28k books on 11/15/25

ဘဝရဲ့ အတူတူကြီးပြင်းရတဲ့အရသာ

Daisy Moore has spent her entire life being perfect. Perfect grades. Perfect résumé. Perfect daughter. But even diamonds crack under pressure. When she gets a rejection from her dream company right before graduation, her carefully planned life falls apart. Desperate to escape the suffocating expectations, Daisy makes one impulsive choice: a last-minute ticket to a 5SOS concert. Maybe revisiting the band she secretly loved before she "grew up" is exactly the reminder she needs that she's still allowed to feel alive. Loud music. Lights. A temporary escape. What she doesn't expect is to end up face-to-face with Ashton, the brown-haired, green-eyed drummer who's fighting his own quiet battles behind the spotlight. When Daisy's world collides with Ashton's, one spontaneous night turns into a chain of moments neither of them saw coming... moments that change everything.

One day, a young slayer named Tanjiro met a kind of weird Hashira. He hardly ever talks, when he opens hin mouth he is rude or sarcastic. Unfortunetely, he has to go for a mission with him, but it isn't the worst at all. Tanjiro notices, that his body is reacting very strange to that Hashira presence. His heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and he's getting nervous. He thinks, that he accidentally felt in love. Felt in love with Mist Hashira, with Muichiro Tokito. This story is free from s3xu@l content and swearing. WARNING story contains hard topics and a bit of violance,a lil soft romantic scenes, fighting with bad demons asses. this pic is not mine. have fun pookies! scores: #6 growingup

a bit of a autobiographical work, written in the form of a diary, littered with my own itty bitty struggles of daily life as well as my occasional triumphs . the cover is my octopus, simon. i think i lost him somewhere.

Mixture of poems with different stories behind them

Family Friendly - (6+) Sesuai bacaan umum! Langit Kita, Langit Bersama! Persahabatan 8 sekawan, Firdaus, Ridhuan, Haikal, Khai, Naim, Andrew, Lutfi dan Putra di bawah langit yang sama, dengan perbezaan latar belakang. ***Cerita masih dalam proses, kesilapan tatabahasa, penggunaan ayat dan ejaan bakal dibaiki sepanjang penulisan. Jangan malu atau segan membetulkan kesilapan dalam karya. :) [Hiatus ~ Author Missing In Action] Refining writing, redo some arc, changing backstory a bit 😌 delay update

two boys find a seed and plant it together basically the tree grows whenever they do something nice or romantic or anything that's just beautiful but the tree grows up with them something like that I suck at descriptions bro 💔💔

"The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but one of respect and joy in each other's life." ~Richard Bach ~ #3 - friendsforever (Nov 29, 2025) ~ #4 - growingup (Dec 4, 2025) (Thank you guys so much! ❤️)

An Octoling named Coral decides to move into Splatsville with her friends, but little does she know she is about to train for turf war with a highly skilled Octoshot user. And something deeper may lie between The Octoshot user, The N'Zap 89' user, and a long lost friend. (This story goes off of the Splatoon lore) (Nintendo owns most of the ideas and especially the game) This story will be updated when I have time.

"Under Northern Skies" is about Catalina, a California teen who unexpectedly inherits her grandmother's house in Maine. She's thrown into a totally new world-quiet, cold, and full of memories she never asked for. Between navigating the weight of the house, the small-town vibe, and the pressure of figuring out who she's supposed to be, Catalina has to come to terms with what it means to grow up. Through moments of reflection and the pull of her past, she starts to realize that maybe she's more connected to this place than she thought. But is she ready for what's next?

In a world divided by distance, language, and time, Jaden Greyhawk learns that love is not always enough - but it is never forgotten. Born to a surgeon father in the deserts of New Mexico, Jaden is raised between tradition and hope. At eleven, he is sent abroad as an exchange student to the snowy quiet of Willow Creek, a small American town where belonging is earned slowly and kindness becomes its own kind of courage. There, he meets Kae, a bright and fiercely gentle girl who helps him navigate the awkward, often lonely edges of growing up. What begins as friendship blossoms into something unspoken, a love that lingers between silence and understanding. But as years pass - from adolescence to the trials of med school, from innocent connection to adult heartbreak - life tests Jaden in ways he never imagined. He will lose, learn, love again, and come to understand that some people never truly leave us; they simply remain in the quiet places we learn to listen. A sweeping story of youth, belonging, and the merciless beauty of fate, The Quiet Sound of Rain traces the long arc of one man's life - from desert sun to city light - exploring how heartbreak can hollow us, heal us, and sometimes make us whole.

One chair. Eight houses. Twenty-five years of absences, hurricanes, and whispered shahadas. They promised a little boy his father would always have a place to sit. This is how they kept their word until the sailor came home for good.

Just a bunch of poems, short stories, and whatever other tidbits I'd like to add. Originally started sometime in 2017.

Shubman and Ishan met in a small town in Punjab when they were eighteen. Now twenty, they're learning that getting out was only the first step; staying afloat in a new world is entirely something new. [the one where they grow up together] [sequel to stay with me]

"I'm dead, Olive." Cemeteries are one of the only places where the dead and living can interact and sixteen year old unwanted outcast Olive Everlyn finds this out, discovering the secrets of Black Oak Graveyard.

Late bloomer : someone who becomes successful, attractive, etc., at a later time in life than other people.