Hypocrisy Stories

" red colour look so beautiful on you, hyungnim, one day I will marry you and make you my bride " a 15 years old Jeon Junkgguk said. 20 years old Kim Taehyung just laughed off at his words nodding his head. After 10 years " didn't I said I will make you my bride and look today you are wearing this red colour only for me " a 25 years old Junkgguk said pouring a plate full of red colour over his head. Taehyung dressed in bridal red dress, covered in red colour staring at his newly wed husband with teary eyes. Just a tale of prostitute's son and nobel man. English is not my first language ignore the grammar mistakes Don't copy my work ©All rights reserved

A collection of poems that I write about whatever. Most of them I picture in my head as songs, but I would completely ruin them if I tried to put them to music.

Our country is a hypo critic country where each and everyone claim to have a different mindset but at the end all are same.

anything i jot down in the dark hours of the night and come across in the morning © 2018

A collection of poems. Some may be a bit dark. I found inspiration in Savannah Brown's YouTube channel.

Biggerhead is a current event driven political satire that parodies the leadership of the Republican Party in America. The book tackles a wide range of hot topics including: 2012 Presidential Election, evangelical voters, christian right, abortion, illegal immigration, climate deniers and self-serving politicians. This story pokes the Grand Old Party right in the eye. Hilarious and timely, you will laugh out loud.

I have desires and thoughts that I don't want reverberating in my head alone.

A diamond that is always longed for and awaited by every human being, without these diamonds humans will feel themselves to be arrogant, greedy, cruel, begis and hit each other. This is stated in a quote by a philosophy named "Stevenson" (1988), the contents of the quote are "We lost our concepts to the Central of the Moral of Life, and the point of view is coming out to fall in the sand". Understanding a life that only believes in oneself, regardle to what we have sacrificed. Until time passed rapidly, the greatest karma he had to live with and the greatest strength finally returned to happiness, which had only been a mere treat. This story is a true story, the main role and place deliberately disguised, so that later this story can be used for lessons in us deciding to get married and what is the meaning of a marriage. If you like this story, please like or just give some comment in below! Perhaps, #2020 this is my fourth anthology collections, I wish on the next year can be release as a book for real in the bookstore✍

"ADRIFT-Wandering To Find Peace" Story of "Hadiya Batool" how a life altering event changes everything in her life more importantly her faith. A critical representation of the mixture of two extremes in religion; heightened emotions and how she adrift from the religion. A story of a lost soul who found peace after battling even her own self.

Hisham is a good, honest and principled person. His only sin is that he was born in the wrong time and in the wrong society. He discovers that he lived for years in an illusion woven for him by deceitful and hypocritical people, each of them looking at life from the narrow angle of his greed and selfishness. The closest people to him plot to monopolize the money and abandons him in his plight, his girlfriend and then his only friend. Hayet loves him, that kind and honest girl who stands by him and quickly becomes the hope that lights the sky of his life. How will the hero of our story react to the painful events that he will be exposed to during the story? Will he change to be as bad as them? Will he resist? Will he collapse and seek annihilation to escape from a society where there is no place for people like him? Will he meet Hayet one day? Will she fulfil her promise to him? This is what we will discover by following the events of the novel "The Narrow angle".

Take a look into the spiritual paradox of being a Muslim American- the life I live. My thoughts and views of the world. *May be controversial* Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem. In the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful.

There isn't much to the world, just like there isn't much to everything. There are always two sides to a story; the bad and the good, the dark and the light, the right and the wrong, the love and the hate, the tall and the short, the beautiful and the ugly, reality and fantasy. Though between some there might be an in between, there isn't much to say except for the definite spheres. If you happen to fall in the grey area, you either where it's lighter or where it's darker. And if you happen to fall slightly out of the middle, and people still can't grade, and there is another just like you but graded with the strong, you end up being graded with the weak. They say there isn't that much to talk over about it. Just like there isn't much of a difference. Just like there isn't supposed to be much of a difference. The Vieller twins; there isn't much much of a difference. There shouldn't be much of a difference. But a quiet hospital, an alpha family expecting, a little boy wolf and an old lady with a stack of cards..... there is a difference. 😢😰😨😱😜🤗😏😚come and see... it's a 🐺 story.

Two young gents have taken to bending the truth in order to put some excitement into their lives. Worthing has invented a brother, Earnest, whom he uses as an excuse to leave his dull life behind to visit Gwendolyn. Montcrieff decides to take the name Earnest when visiting Worthing's young and beautiful ward, Cecilye. Things start to go awry when they end up together in the country and their deceptions are discovered.

They say Envy is the root of all evil... I couldn't agree more. I never wanted to be that kind of person. I never wanted to be one of his pawns. But That person carved that brand in me, made me do things I never imagined myself doing, that is... to be envious of others' good fortune and misfortune. I am the youngest... but not one of the Septuplets. I'm Envy and this is my story.

Does a life lived only by following remnants of the general concepts which were implemented in your early life manage to actually trick your inner self into believing you are at peace with all the lies, the treachery and the deceiving you're pointing out to others? Or does the REAL you need more, something true, something personal, in order to escape the mechanic gestures that dictate "life" alone, but not living?

Had to write a short story in my English class about self-harmony, self-discovery, self-whatever... I wasn't very pleased with the task nor the themes required and was extremely bitter while writing it. However, I am thoroughly pleased with my work. (And I also got an A+, so that felt amazing!) Hope you enjoy! :)

If you're a poetry enthusiast and can't find time to go through long strechy poems then this collection of short verses is for you! A few lines but deeply enriched with feelings, sensory imagination and much more!

A hypocrite's oath... A short story by Debra Decode.