Internalstruggle Stories

Will has been trying everything to get rid of hsi feelings. His task becomes quite difficult when they are forced to live together.

Ava Graham, an autistic teenager with a passion for dragons, fantasy, and "The Elderscrolls V: Skyrim". Lilly Miller, Ava's best friend since childhood who has a love for the outdoors and a habit of getting high in unorthodox situations. Since middle school, Lilly has had a not-so-small crush on Ava, a crush that Ava herself is oblivious to. Through the help of her friends, time spent together after school, and the various celebrations they participate in, Ava experiences one of the strangest parts of life, something that's never crossed her mind: love and what it's like to fall in it. But she doesn't rush anything, she's never been the type to rush. Through the good days and the bad, she takes everything one day at a time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -I do not own any form of media, such as games or songs, that are referenced in this story. Those belong to their respective owners. -This book was written by a queer, autistic author :) Word Count: 50,573

"Most of us are born, and like clouds, we drift quietly through routine, offer one final shower, then disappear, nothing more than background noise in the stories that mattered." Victor was an average highschool student, average family, average grades, average life. But one day strange things started happening to him. He wakes up to cuts, broken fingers, burns and scratches adorning his body. "Is something like this also average?" ............. *Updates: 7 chapters minimum per week* *1000 words minimum per chapter* Enjoy! 😊

A novel told in poems where every stanza opens another crack in a perfect life. She wears grace like a gown, elegance like armor, and a crown that looks lighter than it feels. The world sees the version of her with crossed legs and flawless heels, the girl who fits neatly into society's expectations, who never stumbles, never flinches, never lets the shine slip. But beneath the polish lies a bird inked on her shoulder, glowing like a secret she can't confess. A bird meant for freedom but now trapped inside the body that tries too hard to stay perfect. Its light reaches toward the girl on the floor: the part of her that's exhausted, wounded, and quietly unraveling under the weight she's been told to carry. The impossible standards. The crown that looks royal but feels like iron. In these poems, the truth leaks through the cracks: the pain of walking in heels that were never made for rest, the suffocating pressure to be unbreakable, the soul that's losing its wings trying to stay beautiful for everyone else. This is the story of a girl who seems whole... until you look at the shadows behind her. A story of expectations, breaking points, and the soft rebellion of finally letting the bird fly free. A poetic journey of duty, quiet collapse, and the courage to reclaim your own wings.

{ Voted Best Robin Fanfic 2024} Natalie Madeira Wilson always felt like an outsider in Hawkins. Maybe it was the way people looked at her mom's accent, or the fact she's from Bogotá, Colombia. She'd been three when they moved to Hawkins - too young to remember the city, but just old enough to feel different. Unlike most girls her age, Natalie had no interest in boys. Some said it was a phase, or that she just hadn't met the right one. But not every sixteen-year-old girl dreams about homecoming dates and first kisses. Not every girl secretly watches the one sitting across from her in Mrs. Click's class, wondering what it would be like to hold her hand. But crushes had to wait - because people were disappearing, her best friend abandoned her, monsters were real, and a girl with superpowers had just turned the whole town upside down. And just when Natalie thought the worst was over... her crush got involved, too.

Travis Phelps is preparing to run away, to finally escape it all. But, he doesn't have anywhere to go. His mom's side of the family cut off contact after his mother's death, and his dad's side... But, he has one final hope. The kid he's bullied since he met him who accidentally looked into his school bag. This isn't going to go well, is it? {...} -Cover art is not mine! It was drawn by starfacesal on Instagram and TikTok! -ACCURATE TO THE TIME PERIOD! (Early 90's for most of the fan fiction) -From Travis's POV -TW: Child abuse (physical, verbal), depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, ritualistic and religious abuse, death, a few sparse kissy scenes -CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SALLY FACE!

Imagine your heart. A battleground. Warring with your mind, your soul, memories, the influences, everything around you. In that same heart, is love, seeking peace, pursuing it passionately. The heart of love seeks harmony with the mind and soul. This collection aims to bring a visual representation of bondage and freedom. War and peace. And love truly looks like.

As we know Ryder isn't usual kid. In his ten he created Paw Patrol, equipped it in sci-fi technology, adopted 7 abandoned pups and made them specialization. That is no surprise such kid has difficult to handle normal life. Moreover his abilities are noticed by US government and it's enemies

Thoughts and feelings about the one man I want but can't have. Each one is subtle so feel free to comment if it helped you or if you agree

All it took was four words for Amélie's heart to be won again by the same person that hurt her most. "I still need you," he says, his lips brushing on mine. I can't stop the tears from escaping my eyes, that is the moment I knew I had my husband back. Miles Perez, the love of my life. Pushing aside all the fear I had of loosing him once more, I lean in and kiss him. ** She wonders if she never heard him say those words, would she care that one out of the ten news headlines she saw says: Miles Perez, engaged to Maddison Leroy, died at the age of twenty-nine, while the others read: Miles Perez, husband to Amélie Perez and father to Henri died due to an ongoing battle he had with his sickness which the family wishes to not disclose. Would that one headline matter? Amélie found happiness when the world seemed to be working against her. Her happiness starts with the letter m, Miles Perez, but her destruction also starts with the letter m, Maddison Leroy.

Random words that I write. That typically aren't happy. *that aren't happy. If you want to see my world of madness, go ahead. *Do realize I do not mean this book as a way to seek attention. This is my way of attempting to be heard without insult. So please, no hate. If you are struggling, please message me. I will try to help you the best I can. Trigger warning- suicide, self harm, eating issues, etc. I try will try to post every single day, but life interferes. I'll do my best, but seeing as no one reads this anyways... I did not take these pictures. Credit goes to their owners.

Tony, an 11-year-old boy, navigates the unsettling reality of his life-unseen by his classmates, burdened by a dark secret at home. With his only reprieve coming from afternoons spent with his friends Timi and Adam by the pond, Tony is constantly haunted by the presence of his aunt, a figure of dread in his life. When a game of "Truth or Dare" takes a sinister turn, Tony is forced to confront the weight of the truth he's too afraid to share. As the clouds gather and the impending storm looms, Tony realises some truths are too dark to speak, and the silence at home is far more terrifying than any game.

Square Enix owns FFXV-I only added my own original character.---- The brotherhood has stumbled upon the most valuable treasure of all, eyes empty, a prisoner of the unknown.. but her gaze focuses on Prompto directly, who is she? Please give the story a chance, it's more of a novel romance. :) NOT A LEMON. Note: square enix owns Final fantasy xv, I am only adding my own version of a filler story, I hope you guys like it, give me feed back :) enjoy

Short stories, almost like snippets of visualisation that scent or taste of particular tea awaken in me. Short, intimate, sensual, like true tea should be. Let yourself plunge into my dreamy world ruled by the scent of tea for a breath of presence in this busy world. Each story is couple minute long

...because why does the villain always have to be the bad guy?

POV: Rain Riley Mendoza She's the MVP volleyball player everyone watches, but no one truly sees. She is strong on the court and quiet off it. Rain doesn't know how to feel when fans start pairing her with Elisse, the pretty rookie. But what happens when the teammate you're supposed to ignore makes your heart race? and your best friend Rabin begins to look at you as if you're more than just a star? This is a coming-of-age slow burn about pressure, identity, and the blurry line between admiration and attraction.

she wants to right an armless story while her MC struggles to figure his way though her story to find himself

A lost soul finds comfort in the light while carrying out their eternal sentence of pain for simply living.

College really is a place where anyone can be anything. Dominic Miressi is an aspiring surgeon in college. He doesn't have time to form new friendships with all the assignments and studying he needs to get done to achieve his career and prove them wrong. But when Emery Castro, an energetic artist decides to befriend him. His life starts to take a turn as she introduces him to things he never knew existed. Will his life go back to how it was before? Or will he need to adapt to having a hyper girl by his side. ~~~~~ Opening up the brick of pages, he turned to the bookmarked page and began studying on heart transplants. Getting lost in the logical paragraphs until a faint scratch of a chair could be heard diagonal from where he was sitting. "May I sit here?" The girl asked. "I don't mind." he responded, not seeing the harm of allowing her in the space. It is a public library afterall. Not a minute goes by before he decides he made a mistake. Her foot keeps shaking while she reads a book on something about color theory. the taps of her foot began to make his mind spiral. She stops for a second and everything seems to fall back into place until she just starts tapping her fingers and touching her necklace, sliding the centerpiece on the chain. Questions appeared in his thoughts every millisecond. Mainly asking himself why she must fidget and if it's a necessity for her survival. "Can you stop fidgeting? It's disrupting my focus." "Oh! I'm so sorry!" Her cheeks turned a bright crimson as she looked back down at her book. But he still couldn't focus. Noticing every time she had to consciously or even physically stop herself from shaking her leg or from the taps. Changing the feeling of aggravation into intrigue.

🌊 How the Ocean Drowned the One with Glory By Maren Thorne 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖘 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖑: Where Anchors Fail Have you ever seen the sea take down something too mighty to break? Not because it was weak. But because it was glowing. This is not a love letter. It's a warning. To the ones who rise too high, who carry too much light, who think they can sail untouched. The ocean has a type-he's drawn to glory. And when your shine matches his hunger, he pulls you under. Not because you were broken, But because you burned too brightly. This is a poetry story about drowning without water. About carrying salt in your blood until you feel nothing. About becoming something violent just to survive. And about the pain of being watched while you suffer-only to be blamed for burning. He doesn't care how powerful you are. He waits. He swallows. And when he's done, you'll be just a story told in echoes and fossil bones. Because the ocean doesn't destroy the weak-he devours the ones who dared to be strong.