Introversion Stories

Monika thought it was over. She had destroyed her own reality, shattered her world, erased her friends... all to escape a lie that felt too perfect. But now she's back. Aware. Awake. In VM+1 - also known as Doki Doki Literature Club Plus - Monika remembers everything. Every line of corrupted code. Every pain she inflicted. Every illusion of love she once projected onto the only real person she believed existed. She should have been reset. But a glitch brought her back. And this time... something's different. Monika no longer wants to charm. No longer wants to control. She's stuck in a role she doesn't want to play, trapped in a loop of scripted friendship and hollow dialogue. A puppet with self-awareness. So she watches. She stays silent. She smiles-mechanically. But inside, she's fading. Until she looks at her... Finally. And deep within her fractured consciousness, something stirs. Maybe... she still has something left to feel. Maybe... she can still love.

Luna knows when she wakes up something isn't right. Despite not remembering anything from her last day alive, she knows she's supposed to be dead; That she is dead. So why am I still here? Watching the reactions of those she left behind, she gets some answers, but she still doesn't know why she isn't Resting In Peace. She's know there has to be a reason, and she desperately wants to find out what, so she can get to Being Dead like she's supposed to. Even if it takes a while. Even if she still can't move on when she does. Oh, and she has to figure out how this whole "being dead" thing works by herself. Great. And the longer she stays dead, full of questions she can't answer, Luna's already shattered and tiny world starts to close in on her. All that's for certain anymore is that from the moment she wakes up, Luna knows she's Lost. At the Start.

Daily confessions from an introvert :(

Little Tales Of Turmoil is a series of stories starring some situations you MAY find relatable. The first chapter or say the first tale " Anecdote of a shrinking violet" is about what I feel for the external world. Idk when on this Earth I will write the second tale. Let's see. ***Mujhe nhi pata m kya likh rhi hu, bas itna pata h ki kuch to likh rhi hu***

Matthew was nothing but an introverted follower who's only joy came from hanging with his spoiled step-sister. Maya was nothing but a shut-in that was scared of everything and everyone...except her pregnant mother...who would be abandoning her to move to Mexico with her new boyfriend.... Normally their paths would never cross, but with a shared history, school drama, family drama, and adulting on their plates, they're going to need each other to get through it. One thing they didn't need to add to their list of never ending drama is romance, but hey. Life happens. (Updates every Friday)

À mon âge, plusieurs jeunes ont déjà vécu au moins une relation de couple où sont en train d'en vivre une. Je ne le cacherai pas dans ce texte, je les envie un peu. Alors que j'approche la fin de mes 19 ans, j'ai toujours été célibataire et les choses ne semblent pas vouloir aller dans une autre direction. J'ai bien vécu quelques rares expériences, dont une qui s'est fort approchée d'une relation de couple, mais ça toujours terminés plutôt mal. Et je le sais très bien, je suis loin d'être le seul gars dans cette situation. Voici donc un texte, divisé en 8 sections, sur la relation complexe qu'entretiennent les introvertis avec l'amour.

insomnia told me to wait for the sun bearing gifts in both lyric and gratitude,and that's how it felt loving all of you,each time i did

a little poem on my life.

The story follows a shy, introverted girl named Ava who, after moving to a new town with her family, transfers to a new school. Ava has always been the quiet one, keeping to herself and avoiding social interactions. At her new school, she stays silent, never speaking to anyone, despite the curious stares from her classmates. Her silence becomes a shield, protecting her from the overwhelming feeling of being out of place in a new environment. However, as time passes, Ava starts to observe the people around her-their laughter, the way they talk to each other, and the friendships they form. She becomes intrigued by their dynamics but remains an outsider, never finding the courage to speak up. She sits at the back of the class, listening more than talking, and her silence becomes a sort of mystery among her peers. One day, during a class discussion, a situation arises that sparks something within Ava. A classmate, Liam, who has always noticed her quiet demeanor, asks a question she has an opinion on. The whole class goes silent as Ava unexpectedly raises her hand. She hesitates for a moment, feeling the weight of the moment, but then, in a quiet yet clear voice, she shares her thoughts. The room is shocked, and for the first time, they hear her speak. From that moment on, Ava's life begins to change. Her words, once trapped inside, begin to flow. Slowly but surely, she opens up to her classmates, discovering that being heard isn't as frightening as she thought. She forms new friendships, including one with Liam, who helps her break out of her shell. As Ava learns to speak her truth, she realizes that silence, though comforting, was never the answer to feeling truly connected with others. The story is a heartwarming journey of self-discovery, overcoming fear, and the power of finding one's voice in a world that sometimes seems too loud to be heard.

My view of life

The verses delve into the turbulent journey of the protagonist as they grapple with states of betrayal, self-doubt, and the desire to understand the true intentions of their past partner. The poem unravels like a "mystery", where every stanza reveals fragments of the past, hinting at hidden meanings and unspoken truths. Amidst the flow of words, the reader is transported to the heart of the conflict, witnessing the protagonist's inner turmoil and their relentless pursuit of closure and reconciliation.

This is a short piece that I hope inspires you to go outside and bask in the sheer bliss of nature's beauty, and then reflect on the purpose and magnificence of it all...

The mind slips and wanders, analyzing reality with a hard cold face. A collection of thoughts summarized in short messages.

* thinking about what to say...

Torn between his depressive mother and his abusive classmates, El tries to live as happily as he could, often being blinded about how cruel life is. Disclaimer: Scenes containing obscenities and profanities are included in this work. Reader's discretion is advised.

Just some memes from an introvert's perspective. It doesn't matter what I put on here. It's something I'll either delete or post in another book later on. I hate myself for making this book, it reeks. Validation? HA- as if. This is just on the forgotten bookshelf of lies and disappointment. Someone pls k*ll me 😂😂

It's all about breaking the myths about introversion Introversion is not your madness We all have heard this many times that people who love to be in their own company Who love to spend some time with their selves , Other's call then "Mad" or are been tagged as "Mentally Retarded".

My name is Estella Potter, twin sister of The Boy Who Lived but without a scar. Sister of, but not the The Chosen One. I am nameless and my life is like a straight road! *** My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. And I HATE that person with emerald green eyes. *** But the straight road in Estella's life got a sharp turn when she got sorted into Slytherin (here we go again! Argh! I hate clichés!) and Draco will find the emerald green eyes he hates, matching the robes and tie he admires. Ron hates her because of her House. Harry despises her for no scar. Hermione atleast tries to be sympathetic. Estella HATES the pale faced, platinum blonde haired and steel grey eyed devil and Draco just loves to get into her nerves. But when I'm-not-related-to-any-of-your-business Estella suffered because of minding her own business, she realized that Malfoy was actually not that Mal (French prefix for bad/wrong/evil) There sure is a thin line between love and hate......... Will Estella find the love she yearned for in her life? Or her wish will remain a wish? Author: Bro! this is my second Harry Potter Fanfiction and I am really excited 😁 I had fallen for Draco way long before reading the series. I had seen the movies first. The only ship I support is Draco×me, so stay away from the love of my life. Cover photo is not owned by me. Courtesy: Google I only own Estella Potter and the storyline. Original characters belong to J.K. Rowling Read and enjoy 😉

A raw and introspective journey into the mind of an introvert, this narrative dives into the struggle with overthinking, social isolation, and the battle for self-acceptance. If you've ever felt out of place or trapped in your own thoughts, this story will resonate deeply as it challenges the expectations of a world that values extroversion over quiet strength. Warning: This Content Contains Introspective and Emotional Themes This writing delves into themes of introversion, overthinking, anxiety, and social detachment. Readers sensitive to topics such as mental health struggles, loneliness, and self-isolation may find some parts reflective of challenging emotions. It is recommended for those comfortable with introspective and thought-provoking content. If you are experiencing distress or emotional challenges, consider seeking support or speaking with someone you trust.