Historias de Nonbeliever

When I write a poem that actually turns out well, it goes here.

QAICI SERIES 1 When the Non-religious with a good heart Girl and a Religious Boy with his Stone-Heart

"It's never too late to use your powers as your saviour"

feelings, no one but everyone understands. is litterly a piece of text about feelings, you have to just read it and you will or won't understand.

My very own poems

"Why won't you tell me anything, Amaarah?" He asked, looking into her hypnotic eyes as they bequest upon him. "Because the moment I do, You'll hate me. *************** Amaarah. The moment I left that place, I felt alive. All the sullen thoughts that enslaved by mind felt like they were being snared by some sort of light. I couldn't live there anymore. Not with him. Jacob The fame had forged it's way into my personal life. The mentality of living with a closed off personality wasnt working anymore. I had guards surrounding every inch of space that I owned. I couldn't live here anymore Not with them

This explains itself.

so yo im fuckin vibin in dis shet

What do you do when you wake up one morning and see an unfamiliar boy sitting on the chair across your bed? Scream? Makes sense. I did too. "You can see me?" He looked at me like I was crazy. My mom comes up the stairs to find me screaming in my empty room and sends me to school thinking it was just a crazy tactic to not go to school...again. He follows me everywhere I go. "Why don't you leave me alone?" I asked. "I can't. I'm your guardian angel, " He replied. "That tactic may work with other girls, not me." I said. Turns out no one can see him except me. But I start to see other boys and girls around the people I know and they are all dressed like this boy. 'Could they actually be guardian angels?' I wonder. But I don't tell him that. Can't let him think I believe his delusions. I'm Christine, it means follower of Christ. Ironically though, I don't believe in God and guardian angels and all that... This story is about...I'm not sure what it's about. Let's figure it out together. Be warned: high on nonsense scale. Highest ranking: #110 in humor [ON HOLD]

A young boy named Zac gets startled in the night by a banging noise from a family moving into the old house next door

my thoughts of negative emotion how to kill myself of many ways

In a world where people are separated into two categories, the believers and the nonbelievers. You go into the mind of a teenage boy who has fallen in love with the quiet girl he sits next to.

An atheist "God does not exist!" She says out to our sunday school teacher. It was the our first Sunday back in the teenager's church after the children harvest.

Tyler James is your typical bad boy. He has some daddy issues and he thinks that God is dead, a false hope that only dumb people fall into. Sarah Williams is the exact opposite. She's a good girl, her father is a pastor, and Sarah will never do anything out of her rule book. But when these two collide after Sarah's family moves states, everything will change. ~Please also read The Bookworm and The Good Boy. They are prequels to this book. Thanks and God bless!~ *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED * May - July 2015 Edits: November 29th 2017 - January 20th 2018 HIGHEST RANK: #28 in Spiritual cover made by: thelittlewildflower

A collection of essays and rants, inspired and taken from a series that I have been writing for several years concerning this subject. A stirring account of how certain issues are poisoned by organized religions and why we as a society would be much better off without them.

WHY. What's was on my mind. Why do I have to walk this void of emotion, that everyone seems to know. But why Am I so foreign to it? WHY? Why should I have to be like them? Why? Why is it that I feel like I'm looking into something, instead of being in it? Why do people tell me I'm so ignorant to this emotion they call 'love'? They don't know why I think that. But what do they know. They are just kids, just like me. Why is a very complex word. It can mean many different things, but not just a question.