Helplessness Stories

She's so alone. Always alone. She can't find anyone that's would take her, after what's happened to her. Her parents abandoned her, her so called "boyfriend" abandoned her. She's all alone now. He's done some things he's not so proud of, and he's hoping a new start will erase all the bad, but when he moved he didn't expect to find someone so alone, so scared, so weak. He just had to help her, he had to make sure she was ok, he had to take care of her, no matter what. And he didn't even know anything about her yet!! He just had to keep her safe, but she wouldn't let him. She pushed him away so he couldn't help her. She doesn't want him to help. She hates him, yet she doesn't even know him. She doesn't want to let anyone inside her heart, it's to broken. Is this story just doomed for sadness? Or can they maybe find some happiness somewhere? Read and find out. Up for the Watty Awards, so vote and comment please. Thank you.

Follow Ben as he fumbles through a hail-storm life of boundary crossing, unsympathetic dysfunctional fun

"Death asks for no name." For Pallbearers, laying the dead to rest is the foremost priority, a fact that No. 404 knew by heart. After all, he had made countless journeys through the desert to do so. Burial was second nature to him. Death was constant and the dead kept coming. It was just the way things worked in that sprawling wasteland. But when tasked with delivering the body of a little boy, 404 may find out just how precious life is. In that hellish landscape, with no one else but him and the promise of death, maybe the Pallbearer will finally see that there is a bit more to living. (Images used in the cover are not mine)

#5 under the tag lakshman!......All Sanskrit retelling don't mention about divinity of sisters of sita,death of sita's sister is not mentioned,in Anand Ramayana it is written that urmila was the incarnation of milk ocean which provided stability to Sheshnag.So,she would have died earlier,I thought of writing a fanfiction on the same.However,its a TOTAL FICTION and not made to hurt someone's sentiments...This is the confusion which make this epic more great and exciting.This fanfiction will revolve around lakshman n ram and of course..lakshmila.Please do review and enjoy!!!

Will Danni ever brake the curse she was born with?? Will Danni ever stop hurting the people she loves???

Do you ever want out? But it's cold inside! Enjoy

The invisible girl has a name. Rachel Dooley. She prefers to be called Ray. This past summer she was home alone when her how was broken into. She was raped, the Chicago police say it is one of the worst they have seen. Tomorrow she is starting her first day of her Senior year, it is also the first day she has stepped out her house in over a month.

Life is hard. Life is pain. Life is brutal. For some prolong like three young teenagers who finds out life can change in a spit second for the better, or maybe for the worst. Can they get through this before it's too late.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈 𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. For the people going through something similar, you're loved, darling. It's bad phase, it'll pass🌷[Vote if you relate to these at any point.]

My Name Is Miyaa I'm 16, And This Is The Story Of How All Hell Broke Loose When The Apocalypse Happned , It Has Been Over 32 Years Now , And We Still Stay On Our Toes

A business trip to one of the world's most Hauntedly Beautiful places with a bunch of young archaeologists. They try to unravel its secrets. Unaware of its dark history Mona becomes the catalyst to awake something she shouldn't have. She's challenged to face the consequences of tempting the evil. But is it always true what one sees or hears? Or is it just your mind playing tricks on you? Everything is not what it seems.

A poetry collection about depression and a deep wish of being heard. Ps. more poems are coming soon! Stay tuned 😉

This book is a collection of the poems that I have written.

It is the abyss I wander in Floating like I have no sin Playing notes of peace On a stolen violin -------- Ranked#4 in stopthehate

While I was trying to go I went around a corner I was against the wall When it happened I could not move I was confused I was stiff I was paralyzed When I looked down I saw the other side of the hall Then I realized I was a mirror on he wall ----------------------------------------------- This is a poem I wrote for my English class. It is morbid, sad and deep. It contains abuse you have been warned. Please leave me comments, I have been thinking about turning it into a story but I'm not sure.

Everyone must navigate through life with the cards they are dealt. For seventeen year old Nia Ward this includes being the Alpha’s daughter, having a protective older brother, and not remembering the night that her mother died. But she didn’t know the trouble that awaited her in the woods. With hunters closing in and an unsuspected love interest on the rise, how will Nia handle everything that’s being thrown her way? Love rarely follows the rules.

Poetry inspired by the changing seasons, mostly Autumn, and the bittersweetness in life.