Imlost Stories

Just something I wrote it's trash but I'm putting it here anyway yeah It might be slitly triggering and it's real deppresing just warning

[I gave her death wrapped in a veil called "honey, you must adapt to survive"...] she was waiting for me to help her get where she wanted to... but I... I never showed up...

These are just short, some long poems about how I've been feeling lately. Hope you guys enjoy

Poetry I write to cope

Ｊｕｓｔ ｒａｎｄｏｍ ｔｈｉｎｇｓ

how did u find this

Just how things are seen through my eyes

who am I ? where am I? I feel like I am just air trying to find myself in every person I see I look in the mirror and I see nothing obviously cause i am just air I can be anywhere anytime I can be the air you fart the air in your birthday balloons the air that whispers in your ears in a car ride my point is, I am trying to find myself and if you are too then you better start reading and join me on this adventure

BEFORE READING THE DESC, I HAVE GAVE UP (kinda) ON THIS, SO THERE IS ONE CHAPTER, UNLESS THIS ONE PART IS LIKED BY MANY MANY PEOPLE-- SO UHMM... YEAH ~~~ Isabella's first day of 8th grade, she walks towards her classroom, and goes inside. She sees a girl named Evelyn next to her seat. Will their friendship end up a train wreck, or go somewhere unexpected? ~~~ THIS IS A LGBTQ+ STORY, IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, EITHER LEAVE. WITHOUT SPREADING HATE, OR READMP WITHOUT SPREADING HATE.

There exists a world, a very strange one at that (my first story) This was inspired by the TikToker jgretznerd

A young girl runs away from her family and is telling people on the trains about her life and why she is alone. Until one day she was all alone and she had no money left so she decided to go back home while no one was there to grab more stuff. On her way back home she ran in to this nice clean sharp looking man and she asked him if he knew where the train stop in to London goes. And being the nice man he is said he would go with her into that train and walk her home. When she got home with this man she saw a for sale sign on her lawn. No one was home every she had was gone. She came drying to this man and asked to stay the night at his place. The gentle man said of course stay as long as you need. When she woke up she was the train still, it was a dream. She saw the man in her dream and she went to him. And that was last sighting of that little girl

I don't know lol

Read if you want to, but its going to be just random things.

I just decided to write some stuff about my daily life in here. I know I sometimes make a big deal out of certain things but I will try my best to not vent too much.

I like short stories. So yeah.

Ela sempre estava lá,sozinha,com sua blusa de frio e um livro em suas mãos.Mantinha as unhas longas e sem esmalte,seu cabelo num tom de castanho,solto e sua cabeça,sempre baixa.Todos os dias,sai de sua casa com sua mochila nas costas e eu a observá-la da janela de meu quarto,ja que ela é minha vizinha.Sua beleza,inexplicável,seu rosto sempre sereno e pálido. Essa garota é um mistério,que eu quero desvendar!

ئەو شتەی كە من زۆر ڕقم لێیە "درۆ كردن"ـە ئەزانم زۆربەمان ڕقمان لێیە بەلام ئەستەمە مرۆفێكی ڕاستگۆ لەم جیھانەدا بدۆزیتەوە تا باوەڕی پێ بكەیت... من كچێكی بێ تاوان بووم تا ئەو كاتەی چەند تێكدەرێكی ژیانم ناسی بە ناوی "مرۆف" ئەوان مرۆف نەبوون "بەداخەوە!"

after defeating the spider master mind mr.slayer plans to have some "WORDS" with Samuel but first he need to know how to get back