Gullible Stories

Simply put these are words or rather messages that a once young and innocent young man wanted to say to a girl he loved but in the end none of them reached her even as he met his end...

It's the beginning of summer and instead of taking advantage of all the fun time she could be having, seventeen-year-old Charlotte "Charlie" Evans is struggling to keep her apartment, to continue her education and to basically survive as an orphaned teenager. Most people who are experiencing hardships like her at a young age are too aware of what life has in store for you but little Charlie here's an odd one because despite everything, she still manages to have an actual genuine smile on her face and puts the needs of others first. Though a personality such as hers should be admired, it's usually taken advantage of and brings her all sorts of trouble and the most bizarre of situations. Exactly what's happening when she finds herself helping a pregnant lady screaming bloody murder who's about to give birth in a train. Later on, she's on a hospital bench with a drunk crying woman telling her life story beside her and unknowingly (at first) argues with her internationally famous favorite band member whose face is plastered all over her art sketch book. With her innocent, optimistic and gullible self, one would wonder how she manages to survive in this crazy world.

Madison isn't a vampire, but no one at Pierre High knows that. Until Dean Holt shows up, making her lie even harder to sustain. So her only option? Find out his little secret. And what is that little secret? Something that shocks her world. Excerpt: "How is it no one knows?" I asked him staring into his dark brooding eyes. "I wouldn't say no one knows." he smiled slyly as he caressed my cheek. My breath hitched at the contact. "You aren't cold." I stated wrapping my small fingers around the hand that was caressing my cheek, causing the butterflies to let loose in my tummy. "I know." he smiled, a glint of amusement in his eyes, but it was hard to say since they were now a smokey gray. "Why?" I asked, hating the way my voice was so breathless. "Because I am the master of human deceiving." He said with confidence, leaning into me, his voice even more huskier than before. I swallowed at our proximity, fighting through the heaviness of my tongue and the pink that I knew tainted my cheeks. "I guess that makes the both of us." Copyright©1999beauty.

Love story that makes you think Written for the Poetic Fragments Contest by Coffee Community -@KRB🧐

This story is about a girl who was once in a amazing family. One day a tragic incident has occurred... Her mother had died. The father had blamed it on the poor girl and kicked her out in disgust, as he could not bare to see a creation made from his loved one. The girl was lost in the green nature, trees surrounding her. She grew up in the mighty forest, wandering each day till her feet were sore. Until one day.. she was found? A story about... Mika.

this is the story of an ordinary guy fall inlove to rich woman

(Warning: wrote this when I was 14) - - - It's odd. Falling in love with someone is odd. Falling in love with someone who does not know you is even odder. And there she is with no idea and experience about love yet knows that she is in love. I think by far that is the oddest. Do you know her? She's that girl who can only stare at him in a far distance. She's that girl who notices everything he does and finds it amazing. She's that girl who dreams about him but knows it's too unreal to happen. She's that girl who does not want to confess her feeling because she's afraid of rejection. She's that girl with a heart for him but he doesn't know. Odd isn't it? © Copyright 2016

Love is deadly but arrows shot from the dark cupid is fatal Shooting not to love but to destroy. The dark cupid Poems by bee_yond

****Young Justice Fiction**** The rising villain Cancer has sent his apprentice, Alex, to Gotham Academy without giving her a task however the Justice League is completely on top of things. Batman and Nightwing gave Robin the task of befriending her. As the story unfolds the drama and action become more and more serious and frequent. They're just your average super teens, They fight villains and each other.

When Ace is kissed lovingly in a hotel right when he enters the Grand Line by a stranger, it makes him feel a bit happy. Somebody seemed like him, maybe. But because of that kiss, he's stuck with a ghost-like man who manipulates his feelings and beliefs all to "play a game". Can he beat it or break apart like the man wants?

Ask anyone that knows me well and they'll say I'm gullible- I see the best in everyone, which can be a good thing but also a naive thing. Luckily I've never been truly hurt or grief stricken in my life yet , leading my boyfriend to dub me the 'sunshine kid' saying this explains my positive lack of skepticism and cynicism about life. But at the time of writing this poem I was hearing from friends, family on the news etc that the world isn't all unicorns and rainbows- this poem is about that realization.

Abuse , teen mom, romance

Kate is a very smart girl, but she finds herself in trouble when a group of guys lead her to there home. What happens next? Read my story to find out

People fall in love with words. The truth is, more than words is all a guy needs to show- not "I love you"

Where did we go this wrong? Wasn't love supposed to conquer it? "Pack piccolo incantatore, sign the divorce papers and get out of the house." His menacing words cut through me. Eyes wide, I stared. Not even a tear, I told to myself. "On what occasion Alessio?" Mirthless laughter filled my ears. Cold green eyes stared at me. "On this occasion." He picked up an envelope from the table, and ripped it open. Grabbing on the contents, he threw it on my face. Countless photos of me and my friend Harry were strewn across. I picked one up and saw that we were rather close. Any person who saw these photos could gave gotten the wrong idea, but Alessio wasn't any person. He was my husband. My love. He trusted me, or was I wrong? "So you are throwing me out of the house because of these moronic photos? This is the extent of your trust? A few bits of paper is all it takes for your trust in me to deter?" I shouted, despair and rage clear as day in my voice. "I had my faith in you even when you came with lipstick marks, when I knew there was no new project for which you were late. But I had faith that you will come to your senses. Because that is what we do. We believe in each other and not leave them without any second thought. Because we love each other. These pictures are false. I could never stoop this low." "Enough." His voice loud enough to be heard and ruthless enough to cut me in pieces. "I don't want to hear anything. Pack, sign and get out." I held my head high and climbed the stairs which led to our room. Once alone, I let my tears flow. All of me was his. All I wanted was love, a family to call my own and that was crushed because of him. Everything was finished. ______________________________ Orabella Harper was sweet, kind and innocent. Alessio Marino was ruthless, cruel and domineering. Sparks fly and bliss comes. But what actually happens when that bliss is shattered? Cause sometimes happy endings are not the end.

{to be honest} or at least a try Non-Fiction #15 Poetry #40 09/12/2013

It started like any normal day, but suddenly a shocking message turned my love life around.