Judgemental Stories

They say the girl who lives beyond the forest's edge is dangerous. That she weaves spells, bends hearts, and leaves something broken in her wake. Mariana Thorne has spent years proving them wrong-quietly, carefully, and alone. To the town, she is a rumor. A warning. A witch. But never someone to be understood. When Mariana is forced to step beyond the safety of her quiet world, she finds herself surrounded by the very people who fear her... and one man who doesn't. Devin McDonnell isn't interested in whispers or superstition. He sees something in Mariana no one else ever has-and it's enough to unravel everything she thought she knew about love, trust, and herself. But not all magic is welcomed. And not everyone believes it should exist. As tension rises and something far more dangerous begins to stir, Mariana will have to decide if opening her heart is worth the risk... or if some things are better left hidden. Because magic doesn't force love. It reveals it.

❝ѕнe was tнe ɢιrl people wordleѕѕly jυdɢed. plαιɴ, ѕιмple αɴd ɴαϊve. тнey тried тo мαĸe α deɴт ιɴ нer soul. тoo вαd тнey didɴ'т ĸɴow oɴe тнιɴɢ. тнere were ɢαlαхιeѕ ιɴѕιde oғ нer.❞ - A victim of judgements from all around proves to the world that she isn't just the simple waitress at the coffee shop and how one's size and status don't play a part in determining the endless potential within them. - © 2015 welkinist

"Here," he patted his lap. "Since it has no more chairs, you can sit on top of me.' he suggested. "No I can't! I'm going to crush you." I panicked. "Just sit down." he ignored my comment. "Your size is perfectly fine. I love you just the way you are." he stated; which both shocked and surprised me. ~~~~~~~~~~~ At South Wood High, you can't: 1. Have a disability 2. Don't have a lot of money 3. Or Mainly Fat .... in order to fit in. But unfortunately, I had all those things. All my life, I have been bullied and constantly teased about my weight and reading problems (dyslexia). I got spit on, laughed at, and kicked. I tried my best to survive in this judgmental world. People would make fun of you whether your very skinny or very fat. Their never satisfied! However, I fell hard for this very handsome and boy. He loves me just the way I am. You would have swore he likes those slut bags or fit girls. But NO! He likes big, fat, overweight girls like me.

This is the story which revolves around a girl who is a writer. Due to a accident that happened years ago cause to lost her voice and some parts of her memory... Going to the time she met a guy who became her assistant... everything was fine but again the repetition of the incident make her lose everything she have.....

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Sraine Trix a simple girl who wants to be noticed, little did she know she was already noticed by Chaine Blueworms the school Jock, Sraine isn't a geek nor a nerd she thought she was ,she felt so invisible cause she doesn't have friends she was all alone while others talks about stuffs ,laughing with their friends she eats all alone in the side of the canteen she's shy so she can't express her thoughts and so later that day she just wishes to be like a cool kid......

Can someone tell me the meaning of life? I kinda forgot it

I'm not afraid to die, I'm just scared to do it myself. I feel useless and unimportant like I've been placed high upon a shelf. Sometimes I feel as if I'm so human that I judge myself more than others do. It's true, their lack of knowledge and intelligence gets to me. Even if their right, I try to be the person they'd want me to be. I can't.. I've tried to enjoy family, talk to others, yet it comes down to me writing this under the covers. I would like for life to get better already, but I highly doubt it will. My life isn't yours so you wouldn't know if it gets better until time stands still. I wish I could just chill and relax, but my mind holds such a fire even the devil would take a step back. My sub-conscience wants me to disappear, yet my body wants me to stay. My eyes are blind to a dying world, yet my soul cant find a path to fall astray. I seem lost but to be honest I could find myself any day.

When you're in great emotion, brainstorm happens. And when brainstorm happens, you write a reflection of your soul — poetry.

A short poem addressed to the stereotypical society that has been 'tagging' and 'judging' a certain group of humans recognised as females. So far, this has been my major disappointment as a well-educated and learned female who is capable of contributing to this very own society that has judged me on so many levels. My Entry for #Malaal Contest

" you know I had your photos on my wall for 5 years Edward?" He smiles his green eyes crinkling, dimples embedded in his cheeks. "Yeah? then why did you take them down Aroura?" The smile slipped off my face. "I grew up" ----------------------------------- A story where a 19 year old maid with too much responsibility , gets stuck in an elevator with an obnoxious celebrity and realizes that he's not so obnoxious at all.

A world of elements. A world where love does not exist. A world of wars. A world of kingdoms and thrones. A world where Damean Institute trains them to face what the future holds. A world where Giselle has to constantly discover her way and fight through it. A world where there is no place for her and her love. A world without her happily ever after.

Richelle moves half across the country to North Carolina from New York. Her life back was to much to bear, as she thought moving to North Carolina would weight off her stress and missery. Breaking up with her fiancé was one of the many reasons why behind everything that she moved. But everything just seemed to turn out worse or for the better, with a guy named Ryder.