Lostfriend Stories

I spent years loving a boy who knew everything about me... except that I loved him. By the time Maxime finally looked back, I had already stopped waiting.

Behind the softest petal Is the sharpest thorn Cover made using Desygner

Han Soo-Jin had never been particularly popular, and although she'd suffered at the hands of bullies throughout her school years, she'd managed to make it through with the help of her best friend, Kim Jae-Sung. When her only friend moves away just high school is about to begin, however, her strength fades and life seems to go downhill fast. Whilst most of her classmates choose to ignore her, a particular group decide she's the perfect target to tease and torture for seemingly no particular reason. Their favourite prank becomes placing love notes in Soo-Jin's locker which leads her to believe she has a secret admirer, though this backfires when the quiet and mysterious Kim Dae-Hyun steps forward and takes ownership of the notes, confusing everyone... especially Soo-Jin. How could a guy she'd barely ever spoken to have feelings for her? Little does she know, an impromptu trip to the library to study sends her into the arms of the charming Cho Ji-Hun, and spiralling into a story of secrets, lies, trust, betrayal, and most importantly... love.

This story is a reenactment of my childhood best friend named Ray Montgomery and i's friendship. He sadly passed away before our lives barly began..but I learned many things through his love that stays with me in my heart..hop right into the story for my details! the friends Luna and Ray! how will it turn out in the end?

Sometimes we miss the chance to say goodbye. Nothing hurts more than having hated someone at one point and not expressing your true feelings and never being able to. You can't help but wish you could go back in time and tell someone how you feel, but you have to live on with what you've said.

Some heartbroken Oneshots

We can't find you anywhere!

It's about how first love tears one apart for a new start.

Ellison watched as Matthew threw the football at one of his friends. It was a perfect throw, of course, he was the quarterback of the school's team. When they were little he use to drag Ellie around, making her play football with him. And even when she didn't want to she'd still do it because that's what best friends were for. Now as she walked by them he didn't even glance her way. She never understood why he stop being her friend, but he did. And now it's as if she didn't even exist. Like she never meant anything to him.

Ilang taon na rin ba? One... no, two. Ang tagal na rin pala. Pero bakit hanggang ngayon hinahanap-hanap pa rin kita? Bakit hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin mapakali ang puso ko pag nandyan ka? I moved on. I know I did, right? It has been so long yet why does it feel like it was just as if our Elementary Graduation day? *** Date Started: 11-07-17

A short poem.

Meera was abandoned by her father as a child. She was found by an assassin society and taken in as one of their own. She was raised to be brutal and to have no mercy. But when she is sent on a mission to kill her childhood best friend, will she break free?

A poem for the one I lost. There isn't more to it than that.

Growing up was difficult. I struggled with school and myself. For most of my life, I have had people come and go. Someone in real life and someone online. Someone stayed and most of them I am only allowed to miss. There have been a handful of people that have left a mark on me when I grew up. In my childhood toxic duo and a soulmate had the most impact on me. Online there have been three people that matter a lot. You have this Spanish girl that was depressed, the Italian boy that wanted to stop talking and finally the boy that I never stopped loving.

With London bombed and then immediately ravaged by a near incurable disease, it's hard to imagine that any life could persevere. Yet, despite all odds, a city of surviving children exists and thrives. These children all have plenty of stories to tell of their life after; these are only just a few of them. =+= a collection of oneshots, all based off the Everland series by Wendy Spinale (oneshots cross-posted to ao3)

Magi and Casey are invited to a sleepover and let's just say somebody ends up dead. This story is written as if they were texting each other

A poem grieving over the loss of a friend of mine Cover photo credit goes to Mr. Shubhankar Roy, who drew it himself....

I NEED YOU NOW!

The mystery of this world makes a difference. We want to make a huge difference in life but people lie, and manipulate people just to get what they want.