Neverending Stories

title sums it up pretty good.

Time has a strange way of taking things from us. Faces become distant. Voices become memories. Places change. Moments become stories we can no longer return to. And yet, not everything disappears. Some people remain-not in the way they once existed beside us, but somewhere within the quiet architecture of who we become. A thought, a feeling, a familiar song, a moment that suddenly belongs to another time. Perhaps memory is its own form of existence. So this is not a story, nor an attempt to preserve what once was. It is simply a record of what continues to exist after the moment itself has passed. The thoughts. The fragments. The echoes. The ordinary days in which the past quietly becomes present again. Because if time is measured by what it takes from us, perhaps memory is measured by what it cannot.

She thought she was marrying a stranger. She didn't know there was a stranger in her husband ..........｡⁠☆ He is the man everyone knew. But the man nobody truly knew .......♡ The only question she kept asking for : "Can I trust him?" "Can he trust him self?" "Does loving someone mean staying when they hurt you?" "Can someone take responsibility for the damage they've caused ?" "Don't hurt me" She loved him with all his mess

JUST STRANGERS? Sometimes, the people who change your life aren't the ones who stay. Sometimes, they're the ones who leave you with a hundred unanswered questions. It started with an ordinary school day, an unexpected nickname, and two people who had no idea how complicated their story was about to become. Between friendships, rumors, misunderstandings, awkward conversations, stolen glances, and words that were never said out loud, she slowly realizes something: Maybe the hardest part isn't falling for someone. Maybe it's learning how to let go of the version of the story you wished you'd had. Because some stories don't end with "happily ever after." Some end with finally understanding yourself.

inner turmoil; a state of great commotion, confusion, or disturbance; tumult; agitation; disquiet: mental turmoil caused by difficult decisions. Obsolete. harassing labor. ==================================================================================== just paragraphs from a girl who struggles on the daily and falls under the pressure of others.

6 friends go on many adventures like Camping, mysteries, field trips, school, Sleepovers and more! ~Blue

This is what I think of when I should be doing something important. I decided to put the cluster of stories in my mind to good use as entertainment. If you read, please enjoy.

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Three young friends start an adventure together with the idea of overthrowing the palace and killing the ruthless king that made everyone suffer for a lot of years. *ITS MY FIRST STORY SO IT COULD HAVE GRAMATICAL ERRORS* *I WILL KEEP POSTING NEW CHAPTERS* Dictionary of the story: Kairos-Time 'Sentence'-character thinking ???-you can put whatever name you want.

Two kids. Two tales. One story that is utterly bewitching. Young Mark is a Warlock learning his trade at Willowwood Academy. Along the way, he comes across a boy around his age, Percedal, with ancient powers that haven't been seem in a couple millennia. While sorting out the unnatural happenings at Willowwood, and making time for the big feasts they serve for dinner, Mark and Percedal conclude that one student is behind it all, but who is the real question........ DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUU!

A dead girl haunting an abandoned playground.

What can happen when an international artist falls in love with a normal girl? What can happen when a brit bad boy falls in love with an indian girl? What can happen when this story becomes famous rather infamous in the entire world? *I do not own the cover picture, credits to the rightful owner/creator. ............................................................. #9~#neverending-2.01.21 #1~#indiangirl-31.01.21 #6~#sincerity-20.06.21

poem or poetry. the basic things for thinking. ---------------------------------- well, it's out now!! finally! as always give everything! vote! comment! follow! feel free to correct me. xoxo, V

This story is dedicated to the spider what was in the shower the other day, the spider from in my room and the many, many other spiders iv encountered (and have named). (Cover art is stolen from google) Best #'s: #25 in bathroom

PSYCHOOOO

"A short story is the ultimate close-up magic trick - a couple of thousand words to take you around the universe or break your heart." - Neil Gaiman Love, pain, sorrow and grief, emotions which are shaping us. A story is able to change mood, stubbornness and the view, but short stories are capable of making people think. Thinking about reason, wrong doings and sweet or bitter situations, they are able to make even the toughest person, feel sadness or long happiness. I want to be someone who can let you feel the deepest sorrow and highest joyfulness. I hope I can be somebody just like that.

When you were given another chance at rebuilding a relationship you thought you've lost forever, you would do everything to keep her near you 💞 and make her feel very special. 🥰 It may not have worked out as you expected before but you earnestly wish it will be in your favor this time around. ❤️

won't let go