Innerself Stories

The story circles around Bontoy, a man born without hands. His father blames him for all family miseries that happened and even to the point of insulting him during a significant event focusing on the magnanimous talent of his son, Bontoy.

If you're wondering how to get in touch with your inner self, this book is rooted in psychology and mindfulness. It's full of short chapters designed to help you approach your inner self from a place of calmness and curiosity.

His brain screamed at his legs to function, to be anywhere but here. But he chose to stay calm, his face unbroken from the severity of these emotions coursing through his veins. This was how it had to be. Even while his physical form was stoic, his mental state was crumbling at the foundations. Why did something as simple as a "Hello, how are you doing," toss him into this agitated state? Will he be loved by another? Will he love himself? Will he love another? Will the walls he built fall?

This is a short poem like story about how I felt about the world and my self at the time I am a new writer. Feedback and criticism would be appreciated about how I write and convey feeling and emotions through writing.

Just a short story written for My English class's Halloween writing project. Enjoy!

This poem simply describes how I feel deep inside, What's going on in my inner self and what questions do I have in my subconscious.It's all about the internal me.

She was the girlfriend everyone wished they had, but regretted when they did. She was my girlfriend.

When no one, nothing supports, your pen, diary, and words do! Poetry is one of the best ways to express your overwhelming expressions. So here's me! Expressing my all, I hope that after reading this, you will be able to vent out whatever's burried inside that heart of yours♡ • • • Best rankings; #51 in poetry out of 250K stories #1 in poetess out of 304 stories (30/01/21) #1 in Indianpoet ( 20/02/21) 1K views crossed on 09/02/21 ( Weekly updates!!❤️) Cover credits: the very talented @dil-bechara

The bright days of October had started. A young girl was born into a beautiful family. Her parents were very happy to hold her hands and were mesmerized when they saw her. They young girl started growing and she had a lot of dreams. But she was very bad at her studies. She used to try hard but never succeed. She passed her school days, but her school days were very bad because she was bullied by her mates. The girl never felt like going to school, but she had to because her parents forced her. After her schooling ended, she never looked back at school days. She never met her friends because she thought that they will make fun of her. The girl always wanted to do something in her life but because of her school days she never had a confidence, she always thought she is not capable of doing anything. She wanted to acheive her goals and dreams but it was difficult for her to get out of the shell. But one day her mother forced her to take part in a writing competition and that changed her life. That competition helped her to overcome her fear. She started writing more and also started meeting new people and faced the crowd. She started writing to express herself which also helped her in knowing herself better and, in the end, she became a great writer.

They appear. They blur. They disappear. Then they re-appear.

Zador Theroux is the king of the night. He's the owner of the ever successful club that is the most famous spot for serious fun. He's heartless and rich, and no one ever deals on his turf. Robert Middleton knew all this but he still sold drugs on the Devil's turf. And then got himself caught. To get himself out of the mess, he sells his young daughter. Maddy was enjoying her life as a young teacher. Till she was sold by her drugee father to The Boss of the night. Scared and frightened she tries accepting her fate. That's until she realizes that Zador does not only rule the streets. The Boss hides a secret that excels his reputation as a Drug Lord.

Day by day, we hide from the lies The lies inside, beneath our own eyes We want to look, but we don't dare try Your eyes take over and show you why The poison down deep, deep inside They'll extract it with, your deadly cry The one we subconsciously reject And fear its might Although our goals are all in sight We repeat the things that blur our sight Wrong and worse we tremble to it Not knowing what can help fix it Another breath, breath of death Another dollar, another regret Another substitute, another crave Oh lord why must this be me Why must i not follow your ways You reply through my eyes The ones you gave me, that guide my way I abuse them along with the rest I know i abuse what i want to take care of But how do i not, if thats how i think All i know is this, and i hate it Without you id be dead I need your help, with my head They say they dont know me Ive changed, i dont think i have Its just i dont care I need you o mighty lord I need your spark To reunite me With my heart

A piece I work for my English class. A short story about the growth of a teenage girl within middle/high school.

The daughter of Little Red Riding Hood and the son of the Mad Hatter has had a fatal attraction for too long. Both were afraid of the result of their relationship so they never dated yet it's not allowed for them to date yet it's an accomplishment for her sister and her love to date. People never consider Crimson's feelings. There in for a surprise. Just like the saying " don't judge a book by its cover "

As the name suggests, this is just a random book where I have collected my thoughts .There is nothing special about it. Nothing exceptional. But a place to wonder and put your thoughts. You can give me your reviews and thoughts . Your opinion. Please don't expect it to be great and awesome because you may not like it. But through this I just wanted to convey what I feel about things. You may agree with it...or maybe not...either way, let me know!;)

Sarah and he best friend Scarlett have just finished 4th grade. She thought it was going to be the best year of her life and it was. Because one special person made Sarah find her inner self again. She found out she could do anything if she only imagined it. Find out how this person made Sarah's life a miracle by reading on. Hope you enjoy.

We often Made Our Homes In Other People And When Those People Leave We Became Homeless And Soul Feel Void. In This We Are Together On Our Journey Back To Our Inner Soul And To Truely Admire Who We Are And Our Life Purpose

What if what you believe was not the truth itself? What if the things you learned thus far were only amounting for a skin deep? What if beneath all those layers was hidden the thing you sought the most? What if, just what if, as you were finding it, you ended up wishing you'd rather not? +Highly recommended to read the prequel: IF... [BOOK I] +Updated whenever the author feels like to, thanks for bearing with me