My-story Stories

Tsukihime Yuzuki is a fifteen-year-old girl who decided to go to witch school as her great grandmother, the one who took care of her, also took witch school when she was younger. Although, Yuzuki's older half-sister is at a different witch school, with high grades and high standards held for our dear Yuzuki. However, her familiar seems to be acting strange as the days go on. What was happening? Her familiar can talk WITHOUT magic? Read to get all your questions answered. Disclaimer: There is mild language. The art, story, and characters all belong to me. I even made the cover this time. Please appreciate my art. Thank you. This does mention groups like IVE, FIFTY FIFTY, and HEARTS2HEARTS a lot. Including intros, random lines, and etc. Thank you. Inspired by the 'My Little Witch Academia' anime series. Thank you guys for inspiring me!

Halloween stories that I have thought of and decided to write. Christmas stories that I have thought of and decided to write. Some of these short stories might be expanded upon and will be given their own story/book.

Nobody has ever known me. Nobody ever sees the real me. I left my soul Back there now I'm too weak to stand. Most nights I pray for you to come home. Praying to the Lord. Praying for my soul.

You will have to read to find out what it's about

Everybody has a story, so here's mine.

random encounters not sure yet, possible emotional (to me i guess idk) i'll try to update daily but only small parts i guess

This is an original idea so please don't take! This isn't a typical One Shot story. This is actually dialogue and narration for a comic idea I have in mind, so there's no description of how the characters said the dialogue, or description of their emotions because that will all be shown through the comic. I don't even know why I'm putting this here as it really isn't much of a story without the drawings to go with it but I'm really proud of what I've written and felt compulsed to share. I hope you all like it.

A taste of poetry from all angles written by a boy who's life is an utter roller coaster

Life is a mess. And people never stop to think just how precious the world truly is. Life could end today, tomorrow, or maybe the day after tomorrow. This is my story, read it, cherish it, and spread the word for when I too, wilt away.

This is the story of my life from ages 15-18. It starts the day that I found out my dad was going to die, and ends around the time that I moved out of my birth mom's house.

Songs are the unsaid words of the heart that connects a millions of heart .... So here are few songs with their lyrics those can keep me sane .........

This Is Basically My Life.. The One That I Chose Not To Tell Anyone About.

Title Name - WITH COMPASS Start Date - 11.Sep. 2021 Both Uni and Zaw My Own Creation ******* Note: Unicode// ကမ္ဘာနှစ်ခုကို ဆက်သွယ်ပေးထားတဲ့ပုံစံလည်း ဖြစ်နိုင်သလို၊ ကမ္ဘာအသစ်တစ်ခုမှာ ပြန်လည်မွေးဖွားလာခြင်းလည်းဖြစ်နိုင်တယ်။ အချစ်တစ်ခုကိုရှာဖွေခြင်းလား။ ကမ္ဘာနှစ်ခုကြားက ပဋိပက္ခတွေလား။ ဒါမှမဟုတ် ဂြိုလ်သားကမ္ဘာကြီးလား။ လူစွမ်းကောင်တွေနဲ့တွေ့ရမှာလား။ စစ်ပြီးကာလ မြို့တစ်မြို့ဆီရောက်သွားမှာလား။ စိတ်ဝင်စားရင်တော့ ဖတ်ကြည့်ဖို့ဖိတ်ခေါ်ပါတယ်။ *********** Zawgyi// ကမၻာႏွစ္ခုကို ဆက္သြယ္ေပးထားတဲ့ပုံစံလည္း ျဖစ္နိုင္သလို၊ ကမၻာအသစ္တစ္ခုမွာ ျပန္လည္ေမြးဖြားလာျခင္းလည္းျဖစ္နိုင္တယ္။ အခ်စ္တစ္ခုကိုရွာေဖြျခင္းလား။ ကမၻာႏွစ္ခုၾကားက ပဋိပကၡေတြလား။ ဒါမွမဟုတ္ ၿဂိဳလ္သားကမၻာႀကီးလား။ လူစြမ္းေကာင္ေတြနဲ႕ေတြ႕ရမွာလား။ စစ္ၿပီးကာလ ၿမိဳ႕တစ္ၿမိဳ႕ဆီေရာက္သြားမွာလား။ စိတ္ဝင္စားရင္ေတာ့ ဖတ္ၾကည့္ဖို႔ဖိတ

This story is just about me, I know someone who had a diary on her page and I thought it was very creative so I decided to do it too, have fun getting to know me! (I'm not sure what to put the title cover as so it might change)

When you lose someone that's apart of you. When they're ripped away out of your control. The feelings that flood your heart. The power of overthinking. That's what this is.

"I can't make it to the preformance." I told him "Why?" "My parents don't come home till at least 6:00 at night. Nobody is able to drop me off." "You have to come....What about all the practices you've missed? What's your exscuse for those?" He told me in a disappointed voice...a voice a person would use on a dog for destroying something...a voice that my father has never used on me. A cold, calm, angry voice. "I was cleaning chicken coops....I was covered in dust and animal crap." "well that's no excuse, you better be there tonight. OK?" "Yeah, sure" He never scared me; for he's never has had any of my respect. ever since I was little, because of what he did to my sister...now its happening to me. Hi my name is Kat, and this is my high school story... this is what is REALLY happening to me and I hope somebody will realize who I am and maybe just maybe realize that there is a reason why I tell the people around me to smile.

Will my life have a turning point somewhere somhow making it interesting.