Myexperience Stories

Idk what I'm doing so heres what happened from when I shifted in 1st year. I suck at descriptions but enjoy

Creating an account here reminded me of the time I joined my first job in an esteem automobile industry. New World, New Experience, New Me. "How did you make it?" "They've really lost their mind!" "You have entered the wrong place" ...were the beautiful welcome lines I got to hear the very first day. My all-time flummoxed face and my minority were bad enough, and they still got another reason to hate me...I was the highest-paid employee. Patience and hope were my only friends, and initiating any conversation would be met by walk-out. After a reasonable amount of efforts, I even stopped trying. "Can you write an email?" ...was the first sentence I heard after weeks of ignorance from one of my senior colleagues. I got excited as I was just proposed for marriage and agreed immediately. Drafting that email selflessly maybe brought some perspective to them, but for me, I was just doing my Job. By the time I pressed "Send", I knew few names of them, I never knew before. Days passed, more emails, more help, more conversations. It was not that they can't write it themselves. But it was now a custom that whatever 'writing' had to be done, will be done by me. (Coz they knew my passion for it) Today, I am one of the most loved employees in my company. Not because I am good at writing, but because they had a very negative and false image of me in their mind, which eventually changed. Time is the ultimate medicine for mental healing.

You should never forget 3 things- your past, yourself from today and the person you wanna to be tomorrow Dreaming about Earth doesn't let you see the beauty of a star. I hate rich peoples who show off their money but I want to be rich to help others . Whether you are from a poor or rich family you have to have a dream that may sound unacceptable but may not be impossible if you try.

Ever wonder what life would be like with different decisions

A three-day train journey became more than just a trip to Banglore . Through quiet observations of strangers and small acts of kindness, I discovered lessons about humanity, care, and the simple joys that we often miss while glued to our phones.

Why do you have to hurt me so much when all I want is to be loved TTATT Pina kauna salamat sa pag bisita mo dito sa gawa ko Guys akin to ah! mamaya may mag comment nanaman tas sabihin kanya... You know guys! Uhmm... somehow I am very proud of my heart, They played, stabbed, cheated and break it.... but somehow it still works ^_^ Pasensya dito ako nag dadrama... gumawa pa ng tula xD

This is a guide on How to help you understand age regression, how to deal with it, and what my experience is with it! If you need help explaining, this is the book for you!

When Claire finds herself trying to live life to the fullest. Without drama and trying her best to be around a good group of friends. when trouble always ends up finding her. It all started when a man thinks she has something of his that might just expose his family's secrets business!

This is all gonna be my nightmares that I've had no joke. I'll try to put as much detail as I can but make it as short as I can. Enjoy! ;)

About the "grippy sock jail" it was terrible

Sixth grader Alexis suffers with depression. It doesn't help when her teacher finds out she has been cutting and tells everyone. Follow along with Alexis and her adventures in sixth grade. (This is my story of sixth grade but with diffrent names and this takes place in middle school sixth grade, while mine was in elementary)

Scary Stories that I have heard of, or read about or my own experiences. Most are going to be stories I've heard of.

Stories that wouldn't make great full books, but ideas that I have had. Some of them Just need to be made into short stories.

Living life during a pandemic - my personal experience.

This is a story about my friends and I going on a field trip

So I randomly started writing about writing about self-harm so if you want to read it go ahead but just know that you are absolutely beautiful and amazing even if you do have self-harm scars or any scars in general.

Journal entries for when I'm up for it

Just like a little bit of what I've gone through because I don't really talk about this stuff to anybody in real life

I've lived in New Jersey my whole life, this state has many legends and several Creepypasta phenomenon revolving around it. Such as Slender sickness. This is a journal of my experiences.