Individualism Stories

My thoughts on society, and how to finally escape this little box we call life.

"The colors mix more and more, and what I wanted to be a beautiful kaleidoscope is slowly turning into black" When Faye Wilson's one and only prized possession got torn apart by a bully, she lost her temper and arrived home with bloody hands. Her terrorist parents decided to move to her cousin's house, giving Faye a ticket to a new start. A mysteriously rich neighborhood it is, and an even more majestic house that makes Faye's previous home look like nothing. A perfectionistic college student called Luke acts as the guardian in the house, taking care of his rather troublesome siblings Seth and Yuna, Faye's cheerful cousin Cam, and his dramatic sister Sana. As events occurred, truths became uncovered and Faye gets closer and closer to the house members, she experiences new feelings and learns one thing that seems so important yet tends to be forgotten: The importance of being yourself.

A-blade-of-grass in a multitude of grass in a grass patch... "Oh how I wish to be different!" Parahelion© 2014 (Please do not plagiarize, thank you.)

There's one thing that Ezekiel has always told himself. "If I were in a book, I wouldn't be the main character. Maria would be." Who's Maria? The cute, popular girl with a heart of girl that Ezekiel is utterly in love with. But while he would do anything for her to notice him, he knows that she would never. Right? Wrong. The day she comes up to Ezekiel with her soft smile, she changes his life. Sitting down in front of him and staring at him with amused eyes, she opens her mouth and asks him for his help. And while Ezekiel's best friend Salem can't help but be suspicious of her, Ezekiel ignores this and agrees to help her. After all, all she wants is his help in planning a party. What's the worst that could happen?

Last writing assignment of high school and I was hoping to send it in, but this i believe doesn't accept submissions anymore so this seemed easy. Hope yall enjoy

And... what else is there but the cryptic that our brain makes controlled, when really edges are blurred and we are wild.

Yohan is one prisoner in a group held captive since birth. Their heads are locked forward so all he and his tribe ever see are shadows on the wall. But a day will come when Yohan's chains snap free, and on that day he will have to choose to see the world for what it is or perish with the life he was born with.

Songs and poems by me. Please do not copy. I put a lot of myself in these and it would destroy me if they are stolen.

need a laugh look no further meet the Vitolo family stan a high school junior and car lover wading his way through the topsy turvy world of high school his sister Emily looking to make it on Broadway mom an environmentalist recycling everything including food and dad frank who secretly loves air supply, but the secret is out. there just your average family trying to make it through the turbulent waters of life in this zany coming of age comedy this story is a bit quirky so give it a try i think you'll find it amusing stan is definitely ahead of the times he realizes that rap is noise pollution and he's not afraid to say so he may be young but he is definitely wise hes a wiz with cars and he is mature for his age this family really knows how to have fun

A short poem about how we all have unique fingerprints to shape the world as best or as worst-we can.

"It's saddening how dull the world has become. How gray and almost meaningless our lives became because of our restraints." "Well, what can we do about it? We don't have a choice but to follow so that this 'utopia' doesn't get disrupted." "Yeah, sure. A world where people aren't allowed to express themselves because it's a bad thing to do is certainly a utopia. I should probably just throw my heart and soul away and then I'd really feel like I'm in paradise. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Human!AU Freedom of expression was stripped from people all over the globe by those who believe that it causes nothing more than disagreements and war. Everybody is obliged to hide their faces, restrain their body movements, and silence their voices so that everyone can function together without opposing one another because of their differences. After some time, people stopped trying to go against it and accepted it as their way of life. Soon enough, the population became nothing more than husks of forgotten passions and emotions. Arthur Kirkland is one of these people. He goes through his life like how everyone does; Wake up, eat, go to work, go home, and sleep. He has long forgotten what did he really wants to do with his life and simply goes along with what was imposed onto society. Life has long lost its spark, everything seems to repeat itself, and he only wishes for it to end . That is until he met Francis, a man who believes that conformity is not the solution for society's problems but rather, it's human individuality.

I used to be just like any other "normie" out there. I followed the same trends, dressed like everyone else, and generally went with the flow. But that all changed when I encountered Nagolbud. When I met him, I quickly realized that he was no ordinary person. He challenged the status quo and showed me a world where conformity was not the only option. After that, I knew I wanted to become a proud non-conformist anti-normie. With Nagolbud's help, I was able to break away from the normie world and embrace my own unique style.

A political thesis and review upon the American government as it stands today. my modern day commentary of national government will provide an insight upon how to run the world, America,home of the free is within a state of struggle.

"...it just gets to me sometimes with my parents always yakking about how Karyn is so athletic and successful, while I'm constantly being told that art doesn't count as a talent and I'll probably end up on the streets of Paris if I don't give it up." Beth gave me a comforting pat, "At least you'll be in Paris." She joked trying to lighten the mood. We stopped outside the small dent in the hallway where the two double doors to the auditorium were. "See ya then." I waved at Beth as I walked over to the elevator to the lower annex. "Wait, Taryn." "I stopped, "Yeah?" "As cliche as this sounds, just remember that you and Karyn are individually special." I gave her a bland look, "Uh-huh." Beth was a lovely person and all but even she knew that Karyn was the queen in this stupid high school hierarchy and that left me in the place of the joker. Identical twins? Yeah right." *** We laugh and cry. We make time fly. Best friends are we, my sister and me. Sisters are one of the best gifts from God. And identical sisters just takes the cake. But what would you do if your sister was the teenage epitome of cool and you were more of a forgettable klutz. Taryn is and though she loves her sister fiercely, she can't help feeling bitter sometimes. It's always about Karyn, who cares about the other twin? But will all that change with the help of her two amazing friends and the unexpected aid of a mysterious new saxophone player? Jam packed with humor, action, family bonding and a possible dash of love. Read on and find out.

Embark on an emotional odyssey with Arohi in "Echoes of Longing," a captivating tale that delves into the labyrinth of relationships in the modern era. Caught between the tumultuous currents of desire and societal expectations, Arohi grapples with the elusive nature of love and the yearning for deeper connections. In a world where individualism reigns supreme and loyalty is a rare gem, Arohi's journey unveils the hidden truths about human connection. As she navigates through the complexities of modern romance, she discovers that the echoes of longing reverberate through every heart, echoing the universal quest for genuine affection and understanding.Through moments of vulnerability and resilience, Arohi learns that true intimacy transcends the superficialities of contemporary life, and that the bonds we forge are shaped by the echoes of our deepest longings.

To keep the machine running, order must be maintained.