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This is not pretty poetry. These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

The weight was there first. Before the wreckage. Before he had anything to apologize for. So he climbed. Not toward peace. Just away. Then the stall came. Not because of the storm. Not because of the aircraft. Because he kept pulling back when he should have leveled off. And in that stall - in the chaos of it - the passengers disappeared. The voices stopped. The seat beside him went cold. He lost them in the fall. Not before. Now he's alone. Trying to climb again. Stalling again. The cycle doesn't end. The storm was never the cage. He was.

Blackwell Prestige Academy doesn't make room for people like Elara Voss. But she fought her way in anyway. She was ready for the pressure, the hierarchy, the old money stares. She was ready for all of it. She was not ready for him. Some people leave without a word and take everything with them when they go. Three years later, Callum Rhee is standing in the same hallway, wearing the same school uniform, acting like she is a stranger - and Elara is left wondering which is worse. That he left. Or that she still notices every single time he walks into a room. Blackwell has a way of making everything worse before it gets better. Or maybe that's just what happens when the past refuses to stay buried. Handa ka na ba?

Jetston Academy is about as prestigious as it gets, with rolling land outsretching as far as the eye can see and romantic architectural buildings nothing short of a work of art. The students are seemingly just as polished as the carefully tiled floors, with exclusively designer wardrobes and perfectly orchestrated smiles. Aside from Andrew Han, that is. A new academic scholarship scheme at Jetson, which was created to combat the class discrimination accusations which the school is facing, brings Drew to this drastically unfamiliar environment. Despite the resentment that Drew holds for these stupidly rich adolescents, this school is practically a free pass into a Russell group University and he has had his heart set on Oxford since he could read the word. Will the academic prospects remain Andrews driving motivation to stay at Jetson or will something, or someone, take that position? ******* MAJOR TRIGGER WARNINGS: detailed description of bullying, mentions of sexual assault, self harm and themes of suicide.

(Not final project!) Elenora Harrington is a law student, dreaming to become a junior clerk in a well- known law firm, she lost her husband in a plane crash five years ago, but the reminders of his death make it feel brand new everyday. She always thought her husband's death was accidental, until she gets a phone call, the police found evidence that Nicholas Harrington's plane may have been hijacked by a terrorist group who wanted him to stay silent about a secret he knew. Elenora decides to spend a week in Paris to clear her mind, and she meets Everett, a Swedish family physician during the trip, they start talking and exchange numbers. But something seems off with him as the case continues to unravel and more clues come to light. Not all good persons have good intentions...right?

A short book of letters written by me. These letters hold my feelings, my emotions I felt but didn't know how to express. I hope this book makes you feel better. © Zoe. All rights reserved. This book may not be copied, reproduced, or used in any form without permission.

CW: Discussion of childhood trauma and mental health struggles They say you can't go home again, but they never mention what happens when home is the one thing you can't escape. ​Growing up in Edmonton, Alberta, life was defined by the quiet weight of constraint and a constant, unspoken conflict. For years, I believed the silence was a shield-a way to keep the past buried where it belonged. I thought I knew how my story would end: stable, predictable, and safe. ​But some things refuse to stay buried. ​What started as a slow repression of childhood trauma eventually spiraled into a series of choices and circumstances that brought my world crashing down. This isn't just a story about the downfall; it's a raw, unflinching look at what it's like to sit in the debris of your own life and decide, piece by piece, to start building something new. ​From the rock bottom of a cold Alberta winter to the hard-won clarity of the climb back up, this is a memoir about facing your shadows to find your light.

This is a poetry collection I wrote that fell under the tree, but still got up and tried again. This is a relatable collection about persistence, pain, and pleasure. A collection about being human. Raw emotions live in this book.

"Ahmedabad's heat doesn't just burn your skin; it melts your identity

After a decade of psychological warfare and the devastating loss of her son, Briana Roberts flees London for the anonymity of Los Angeles. Broken by her manipulative ex-husband, she lives like a ghost-until a chance encounter with explorer Colby Brock changes everything. Colby is used to hunting spirits, but in Briana, he sees a vibrant woman buried under layers of fear. As their protective bond deepens, he helps her find the strength to step out of the shadows and face the man who stole her life. When her past resurfaces in a high-stakes legal battle, Briana must transform from victim to "Warrior Queen." To reclaim her son, she will have to tear down the walls of her old life and prove that even the most shattered foundation can be rebuilt into a masterpiece. **A/N please vote, comment and follow. While my fanfics are small potatoes, your comments help me figure out what people like to read. It will help when I'm publishing to see what people like to read in stories**

Days slip away if you don't leave proof you were here. Sometimes being alive hurts more than fading.

Some nights, I feel invisible. Some mornings, I wonder if surviving is enough. I am broken, fragmented, and trapped inside the echo of my own mind. This is my story-of shadows that follow, silences that scream, and the fragile thread of hope that keeps me holding on. Fragments of a Shattered Self is a journey through the weight of depression, the grip of anxiety, and the small, trembling moments of light that remind us we are still here. Sometimes, survival is all we can do. Sometimes, survival is everything.

​"Hindi lahat ng system error, kayang ayusin ng code lang." ​Si Zeryn Elise Valerama ay isang "Darkness" na binalot ng sampung taong trauma. Mula elementary hanggang high school, naging punching bag siya ng mga kaklase niyang walang ginawa kundi sirain ang gamit at pagkatao niya. Sa tindi ng bullying at sa kontrol ng ex niyang si Dreiz, muntik na siyang sumuko sa buhay. ​Ngayong college, pilit siyang bumabangon kahit maingat na sa pagtitiwala. Pero sa gitna ng kanyang pakikipaglaban sa mga multo ng nakaraan, darating si Aeilyon Jace Santillan-ang "Light" na magpapatunay na hindi lahat ng tao ay mananakit. ​Kaya bang burahin ng liwanag ni Aeilyon ang mga sugat na iniwan ng iba, o mananatili na lang si Zeryn na isang broken code sa mundong ito?

In the high-pressure world of nursing school, where every heartbeat is monitored and every clinical grade counts, one resilient dreamer, named Lumiere "Lumi" Evangeline S. Reyes, is fighting a silent battle between her past and her future. Having survived a journey through deep depression and the weight of harsh criticism, she has finally found the strength to let go of a six-year unrequited crush and the courage to confess her feelings to someone new. However, her path to happiness is cluttered by a web of her own making: a three-year "fake relationship" she invented just to satisfy the relentless pressure of her peers. ​As she balances the grueling demands of her studies under the watchful eye of an aunt who views a nursing license as a one-way ticket to London, she finds herself caught in a whirlwind of emotional confusion. With her heart firmly set on the horizons of Europe and a vision of a life far beyond her current struggles, she must now decide if she can untangle her lies and embrace a new love without losing sight of the ambitious dream she has sacrificed everything to achieve.

A Wattpad Original by Uri Miles About the Book Everyone thinks they know Miles. Quiet kid. Cold stare. Pretty face. Game sharp. Mind sharper. But no one really knows him the way Louli does or the way he knows himself. Set in the sticky summer streets of New Orleans, everyone hates miles is a slow burning emotionally complex romance that follows 17 year old Miles, a Black Asian American teenager with dreams of going pro in the NBA. Calm, nonchalant, and always calculating his next move, Miles finds himself caught between two worlds: his strict household where pressure builds daily and the chaotic unpredictable love he shares with Louli, a beautiful Albanian girl who grew up in Greece and carries her own storms. With ballerina dreams and a gaming addiction, Louli has a calming aura that soothes Miles' chaos but she also carries pain that threatens to pull them both under. As Miles navigates family drama, unexpected friendships, and the tension of chasing greatness, he begins to tell his own story for the first time, raw, unfiltered, and filled with emotion. Through heartbreaks, late night drives, basement parties, and silent wars with himself, Miles writes his own legend. This is a story of love, ambition, being misunderstood, and what it takes to survive when you feel like the whole world is against you. Because sometimes when everyone hates you, you have to learn to love yourself first.

"For a girl who had her entire life ahead of her, I certainly thought about dying a lot. It wasn't something foreign to me; though I'd never been able to explain or even fully grasp why I had these thoughts, I'd had them since I was little, maybe five or six years old. I was fifteen now, sitting at my desk in my biology class, absently staring out the window as I contemplated what it would be like to tumble out of it and fall to the asphalt of the parking lot two long stories below." -Ase Hansen, Chapter 1 *** GENERAL WARNINGS: -This is an extremely emotional story. You will laugh. You will cry. Read at your own risk. -Yes, I know this story sucks. Yes, I know I rushed the ending. Yes, I know it's incredibly fast-paced; I wrote it on a deadline after procrastinating for far too long. Again, read at your own risk. TRIGGER WARNINGS: -Mental illness -Suicide

A group of struggling community service students discover their therapist is hiding a dark secret. But is this secret worth finding out if it could destroy everything they've worked on? Katani Pindar has created a group of friends, that he has brought together due to his special connection to emotions and knowing when someone should be left alone or when they need his help. But the group is no ordinary friend group, they each have a story to tell and display a unique personality to their life. Not only do this kids need Katani, but he also needs them.

I grew up in a house that looked whole from the outside but inside, it was built on silence, fear, and unspoken rules. My father left without goodbye, running from the consequences of his own sins. He left us with nothing but broken promises and a quiet storm. And when he disappeared, my mother changed. Soft hands became strict voices. Gentle hugs turned into curfews and warnings. I wasn't punished with bruises but with limitations. I could go out, but not too often. I could speak, but not always be heard. I could live... but never on my own terms. To my mother, it was protection. But to me, it felt like punishment for something I didn't do. And in that house, being the eldest daughter came with expectations: Be strong. Be silent. Be perfect. Don't talk back. Don't ask too many questions. And whatever you do don't be like your father. Every day, I learned to lie. I smiled when I was hurting. I agreed when I wanted to scream. I stayed even when all I wanted was to run. Because in our home, emotions were unsafe. Dreams were too risky. And wanting more was... forbidden. I wasn't looking for love. I was looking for space to breathe. A life not ruled by fear. A place where I could finally say: "I am not my father's sin. I deserve to live freely."

In the aftermath of a deep, heart-shattering loss, a man finds himself trapped in a cycle of guarded isolation. With the memory of love that once made him feel whole, he struggles to trust again and questions whether he will ever be able to feel whole without someone else. Yet, as time passes and the wounds slowly begin to heal, he learns that the shelter he's been searching for was never in another person-it was within himself all along. Shelter is a quiet exploration of healing, solitude, and the quiet power of learning to love again, not as a rescue, but as a shared journey. It's about finding peace in silence, strength in vulnerability, and light in the most unexpected places. P/S: The story bears no ties to those who live or those who've passed.