Looser Stories

I am here to share my experiences which would surely motivate you to sonething for your life. My third language is english so geammatic mistakes might take place. lets start the journey

Mia was just a normal girl throwing one of her usual New Year's parties. But when an annonomus starts texting her, her boyfriend cheats on her, her friend falls in love with her, in all just one night. what will she do? and will you be the one to join her on the Drama Filled Teen Adventure?

Only talking about my struggles... Ugh...

Actually, this is not a story, it's a definition of life. Like, at school, you can't be someone normal, you should always work on your image, and if you stop for like... What? Three seconds, people forget you and you're a looser.

This is a story about a typical outcast student who any teenager can relate to you can read her story in her life's quest of surviving day by day as she travels from school to school with secrets she keeps from the world not even her family knows about .

SHORT STORY I never thought my life would end up like this. Thirty years old, scrolling through pictures of people who used to be my friends, now smiling with their spouses and children while I sat alone, wondering where everything went wrong. I cried myself to sleep one night - not just because I was tired, but because I was angry at myself, angry at time, angry at the choices I never made. I whispered into the dark, "If I could just go back..." And when I opened my eyes again, I had. The cracked screen of my old flip phone blinked on the nightstand. Posters I hadn't seen in a decade clung to the walls. My mom's voice - young, loud, alive - called me from the kitchen. I was twenty again. Ten whole years rewound in a single night. It felt like a miracle. A second chance. The universe had pressed reset, and I was holding the controller. At first it was hilarious. Knowing the drama my friends would go through, I laughed at their tears and crushes like some time-traveler babysitter. I flirted with the guy I'd been too shy to confess to the first time around. I changed my diet, skipped the dead-end jobs, hugged my mom more. For once, I thought I could fix everything. But time doesn't like being rewritten. The more I interfered, the stranger things became. Songs played on the radio that shouldn't exist yet. I thought I was being clever, saving my friend from a tragedy that destroyed her life the first time. But the moment I pulled her out of danger, something else shifted - worse, crueler. It was like fate was a scale, and every good I added tipped something else into darkness. And then, the punishment came for me. My lover - the man I was finally brave enough to hold onto this time - vanished. One morning, he left a note on the fridge: Gone to get us food. Be back soon. Hours passed. Days. He never came home. And I knew, deep down, why.

Once , once in your lifetime you might face that situation which you must have never thought of. This poem is based on that even in my life when I was broken, discouraged and demotivated. Hope you like it

Amy is a girl in high school she always gets bullied for being a nerd and she gets wedgies,swirlies,spankings etc The main bully of her school is Laura she is very mean and pretty also but she is only pretty not kind she is also popular for bullying

Hawkins AV club and Derry's Looser club react to stranger things season 1 and 2 and the first IT (2017) film Co-writing with my sis @Georgia2020violet

The task was simple: get to the other island. The hardest part was getting there. Go with Willow Jackson and Xander Jays as they make their way through the games. Along the way these two and there other teammates- Cheryl, Matthew, and Ethan as they create a bond that could never be broken. There are always twists in the games, every year worse than the last. Go with these unlikely five on their journey to the hidden island. Oh yeah, and hope they make it alive too.

Hey guys! So basically, this isn't a novel or anything. Its just like my virtual diary which for instance is in the internet. Yeah, maybe some of you would think, 'Why can't she just write it in her notebook?'. Well, my first answer for that is: I'm lazy. Whenever I come near a pencil or a pen, eevrything just goes into disasters. I hate it when I see that my handwriting is bad even if it is all the time. Sometimes the weirder of me just gets weirder and weirder. Anyway, the seond reason is that: My parents are snoopy. Is snoopy even a word or I just made that one up? Either ways, snoopy is a verb of looking into private stuff. They always check whether I'm doing anything suspicious or not. And sometimes it sucks (okay, most of the time) because I'm a naughty kid. I swear if they saw this too, I'm gonna rip my head off. But before that, I need to do some thing/s first. Find that out here in 'This is Me'.

Te wakacje miały być normalne. Całymi dniami oglądanie seriali i od czasu do czasu spotkać się z przyjaciółką, jednak moje ambitne plany zostały rozwiązane już po pierwszym tygodniu. Papierosy, alkohol i chłopcy to nigdy nie była moja liga, niestety do czasu...

TW// child abuse, suicide and alcoholism Who would have thought cleaning my strange aunt's attic would have taken such a turn. Was it for the best... I don't own any of the brands or songs stated in this novel- well not really a novel, yet.

He was left broken. No girlfriend, no friends. His brother and sister were in la and he was left in new jersey. He was a looser now but one girl changed his life. For the better or for the worst?

This is my very own art contest. 10 artist will be competing by drawing art digital or on paper. The winner gets bragging writes and there art will be on my profile page.