Insensitivity Stories

[ON-GOING] Elaine Villamor isn't the type to make a scene. As an ABM student, she moves through her days with a quiet composure-calm enough to avoid drama, pero hindi sobrang calm na parang wala siyang nararamdaman. Medyo insensitive sa mga nangyayari sa paligid, she often floats through her school days without making waves. She's average smart-enough to stay on the honor list without killing herself over every grade-and hindi naman siya super pretty, pero may charm na nakakakuha ng attention ng ilan. Her life? Simple, predictable, ordinary... just the way she likes it. Until he came. He's the type that makes everyone notice without even trying. Smart, good-looking, toned body na parang hindi lang basta gym-goer, mysterious, and somehow, effortless sa lahat ng ginagawa niya. Friendly pero may aura ng hindi mo basta-basta maiintindihan. Sometimes, insensitive-pero in a way na nakakaintriga. And kung tatanungin ka kung may girlfriend siya? Wala. Never. Ever. Elaine didn't plan to care. She didn't plan to feel anything at all. But little by little, she started noticing the way he laughs, the way he gestures when explaining something smart, the subtle kindness he shows only to those who matter. Minsan, nakaka-frustrate siya-kasi parang laging may distansya siya sa iba. She catches herself thinking about him more than she wants to admit. The once manhid, indifferent Elaine slowly begins to soften. She starts smiling at things that used to annoy her, looking forward to seeing him in class, even defending him silently when she sees someone underestimate him. And the weirdest part? She's starting to care... deeply. Paano kung ang tao na akala niya ay basta stranger sa school life niya, yun pala ang magbabago ng lahat-from being insensitive to falling, unguarded, completely in love?

Si Melissa ay ampon ng isang bilyonaryong British, napunta siya sa London dahil sa isang kaguluhan sa Canada Kung Saan sila nagbabakasyon noon 16 years ago. ------------------------------------------------------ Magkikita sila ng kapatid niya sa airport At doon magsisimula ang rebelasyon

"What am I supposed to say? This was so much easier to do in my head. And really, what is there to say? You walked in the room. I changed. I fell. "For you, I mean. I fell for you. "-you know, that stuff you see in those crappy clichéd chick-flick movies. "But yeah. I guess there was one slight difference between the movies and us. "It all happened while trapped on a bed. "And by trapped on a bed I mean I was trapped on a bed. And by bed I mean a hospital bed. And by trapped I mean- "Ok...you know the details already. You were there. But just, I need to say this because I still don't believe it. "I was in a coma. I fell in love with you while I was-as you would so delicately put it-dead...where it counted. "So, the reason I'm saying this... Jesus. The reason. There's so many reasons. But this is the most important-this is the one you need to hear. "The day I met you, was the day I finally woke up. "So now it's your turn. "Please, wake up."

↱ ↰ 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼-𝗛𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗯𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗴𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱. ↳ ↲ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: |25.9.21| ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ: |25.12.21| Apologies if there's any grammar mistakes Lots of swearing but Kento doesn't care -𝗜 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗽𝗹𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆'𝘀 - *Cover is not mine*

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I screamed in horror as I watched my mother's thrashing body get dragged across the floor. The large, bulky man snorted as he grasped my mother by her long, silky hair. My mother herself was screeching and crying yet the man didn't care, not at all. "Stop! Let her go!" I screamed once more as I watched a sense of pleasure soar through him as he smashed my mother's face into the counter. I could feel my wolf pacing and snarling as the man behind me licked my jugular. I may have hated my mother but if she was going to die, she'd die when it was her time. Not in the hands of another pack. That wasn't up to me. All grew silent, even my mother's screams and sobs of terror as he walked in. He had to be at least seven feet tall and a wall of muscle. If I had thought these rouges were frightening.. I had another thing coming. His pink lips looked so soft and kissable. His blue eyes were emotionless, as vast as the surface of the ocean but underneath it? That was a pure wonder. Underneath two, narrowed eyes. I couldn't hide it, I had become aroused at just the thought of him even though he was a bad man who only thought of women as his play toys. Not even a glance was sent my way even though his redwood scent flooded my nostrils and caused me to sneeze. "Lock her away. Have your fun with the whore but keep in mind, boys, if you have any chance at impregnating her, don't kill the child. Or children." he chuckled. Damn. some mate.

In the small town of Devinsdale, we see the perspctive of 4 young teen-age students. To observe their feelings, thoughts, conflict, ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs.. Guinea pigs. Kinda.. ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Credits to @clarinet4 for this story! It's kinda like my own version of their book, '4 friends into 2 couples'. I'm using mostly the same characters. And yes! Don't worry I do have permission from the creator to the use the characters and go off of the same concept! Please enjoy, though trigger warning!! There is gonna be sensitive topics,some implications others more direct. We're gonna talk about a lot of sick stuff : (... PLEASE! please show the original creator of the story and book some support and care, they work just as hard as I do!

Slowburn Series #1 |

Poems written over the years, by me.

Vee Howley is a bright young boy. At least, that is what his teachers think of him. Filled with irrepressible energy and an easy laugh, the boy puts a smile on the faces of the teachers of Clarence Primary School. Vee is a little rascal, always trying to get his money's worth out of life, they say. He will go far. But his younger school mates live in terror of the possibility that the boy with the insolent smile might lay his storm-grey eyes upon them. Vee wisely keeps his hands off the boys of his year, reserving for those his age a more discreet and psychological form of 'attention'. That is, until the Slapping Game becomes the New Thing in his school. From that moment onwards, blood will flow.

Andrea Ruyiko Yukizo; I don't know why I have this feeling in my chest... It's very weird... It's thumping every time he passes by me... I can't help but to feel this way... I never even asked for this... And I don't like it... But I can't hide this forever... One day I'll tell him... When the time is right... Kyle Angelo Cruz; Why do I have this feeling? I don't even know what this is... It's very incompetent... It's foolish... Why am I bored when she's not around me? I have too many questions to ask... And they're too difficult to answer... (They are just insensitive. They just won't admit it that they're in love with each other.)

I am supposed to be painless. People call me numb, insensetive, and inhuman. They see me as a freak. A heartless, emotionless and affectionless stone. It is true. I am painless but I am sick. I have an illness that creates a boundary between me and normalcy. I have a congenital insensitivity to pain( CIP). It's a heriditary illness of the nervous system that prevents me from feeling heat, pain, cold and other nerve related feeling in my body. I was so fine about the fact that people don' t get close to me. Well, I actually love the idea of me being solitary. But I've fallen for a stupid fantasy . Everything changed when he casually entered in my life and left without notice. I felt fun for the first time. I felt needles pricked my pumping organ . I felt the thing they called pain. I'm not supposed to feel this. It feels strange. Now, that I'm moving on from Tremor, He suddenly barged in and created an earthquake. Why can't he see that there's a big difference between us?!

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Joy enters her 4th year of secondary school and encounters someone who will change the course of her next few years in school.

I look happy, don't I? I mean.. there's a big smile on my face. So I'm happy. Right? I know most people wouldn't be happy with my life. I know my mom wasn't. You know, since she killed herself. I didn't even shed a tear. Many people have called me insensitive or cold-hearted. But what happens when I meet a boy that makes me too compassionate. To the limit where I literally can't live without him. It's weird. Either I don't feel a thing or I feel too much.

I'm sorry I offended anyone I did.

Free Verse Poetry that got out of my heart.