Observations Stories

Don't change a step.

Twenty strangers awaken inside a facility with no memory of how they got there. The only way out is to survive a series of deadly games where every decision carries a cost, every mistake could be their last, and trust is the most dangerous gamble of all. As the number of survivors dwindles, unlikely bonds begin to form in a place built on fear, forcing them to choose between saving themselves and protecting the people they've come to care about. But the deeper they descend into the facility, the harder it becomes to ignore one unsettling question- If the games are only meant to decide who lives... why is someone recording every choice they make? Some truths are more dangerous than death. And sometimes... surviving is only the beginning.

A collection of real-life observations, celebrations and manifestations occurring on a daily basis.

still the day's ordinary mind-chatter to the calm of silence and take in these thoughts, running one way then another; catch them--if you can--for a third time on inhale: three breaths deep and hold; and when you, in slow deliberateness, exhale; let the impressions linger at length between the folds and crevices. ECole789

a collection of thoughts she probably would not say out loud. things she notices about people. things she misses. things she pretends not to care about. opinions no one asked for. questionable decisions. memories that come back at inconvenient times. tiny existential crises. movies that changed her brain chemistry. songs she has accidentally built entire personalities around. she writes about growing up, love, loneliness, identity, creativity, friendships, strangers, being perceived, being misunderstood, wanting everything and sometimes wanting nothing at all. mostly, she's interested in people and why they do the things they do. the conversations we replay in our heads. the people we wonder about long after they have left. the strange little moments that somehow end up meaning everything. somewhere between a diary and a conversation with someone we have never met. who is she? some thoughts are easier to tell strangers.

Before I Name It: The Art of Observation What if we observed before we judged? What if, before calling someone hateful, foolish, hypocritical, strange, or wrong, we simply allowed ourselves to see them? Before I Name It: The Art of Observation is a collection of thoughts, observations, questions, and philosophies born from everyday life. It is not a book that claims to have all the answers. It is a record of a mind that keeps noticing, questioning, reflecting, and sometimes changing its own perspective. From religion and belief to human behaviour, morality, creativity, identity, disagreement, and the strange contradictions of being human, these pages explore one simple idea: Observe the world without labels. And when the observation turns inward, observe yourself with the same honesty. Because perhaps understanding does not always begin with knowing. Perhaps it begins with looking.

"I'm definitely going to rip his head off!"

poetic reflections from direct observations and immediate impressions of the world

clear your mind, for a minute . . . let your senses inhale---breath in, and hold---this air, saturated of these words---of mine. Smokestacks ECole789

Hello, there. This is a book of a collection of my experiences expressed into words. Some may resonate with you and others may might as well be food for thought. It took me some time to find the courage to do this so I truly hope this is a literary experience you truly like and maybe even reflect on if it applies to a certain point in your lives. I now give you.. Diary of a Garnet Rose Much love, Sereia :)

He never meant to cross the line. At first, it was just curiosity... watching, learning, understanding people from a distance. But the more he observed, the more he realized something unsettling- he was getting too good at it. Predicting actions. Reading minds. Manipulating outcomes. Now the question isn't what he sees... it's how far he's willing to go. Because some abilities aren't just powerful- they're dangerous.

Well, I've been thinking lately that I'd like to write and then an ad for this site popped up - so I am going to trust the process and start writing. Thanks for reading and your comments if you are so inclined..

Daily thoughts, reflections and imaginations. Thank you for reading, I truly appreciate any time given and if you also happen to hit the little vote button, you have my eternal gratitude. ❤️

A quiet, reclusive girl who only sits in the corner listening to music whilst she writes on her journal. Her name is Vivienne. She has two friends yet she feels...empty and distant from them. She is not alone but she is lonely. Aurelio is an artist. He spends his time drawing on his sketchbooks and sipping coffee on his favorite café as he sits near the window. However, he is quite fond of Vivienne. The way she just sits in the corner surrounded with plants as she observes people and writes them down. He has a crush on her in short. Despite the two being just two normal human beings, enjoying their drinks in the café they both enjoy spending their time, they both observe each other quietly. One day, Viviénne accidentally leaves her poems in the table she always sits, but Aurelio's curiosity peaked and read the poems she made. Turns out, she was making poems about him! The Art of Observing

this is a journal of sorts. it will feature whatever profound thing sits in my head. stories, jokes, lyrics, poetry, rants, essays, experiences, etc.. essentially what i like to call Brain Barf. please enjoy

An endless parade of living vibrant choices in motion present themselves before your immobile enthroned form to symbolically "fight" to entice you to give them your "favor", your "approval", your "purchase". That sort of thing.

Daily logs/journal entries of a human/cyborg sent to Earth to observe human behavior as well as emotion and love. She experiences the aging process, angels, other spiritual beings, and finds the connection to her creator. At times she is perplexed and other times she is in awe of the way Earth was created to function. She seeks out solutions to what could heal the humans and has an outside view from an inner perspective. She observes her own reactions to human behavior and hopes to heal the human race with simple measures such as loving kindness and redemption.

Why do writers write? Every writer, since the beginning of time, has pondered this question over the centuries. Writers have an inner need to be heard, like any artist. Writers share their thoughts throughout the ages in various ways. The first images of writing were recorded on the walls of caves, dating back to more than 40,000 years. While modern man, through the invention of written language, records their work in words from books to blogs. I believe writers throughout the ages have been the gatekeepers of human history. We writers are born to write because we must. We are the recorders of the human story. During this Pandemic, I feel an obligation to record my journey. Although I am only one person among millions, I have my simple tale to tell. I am on a quest to refine my skills in the fine art of finding simple abundance in my life, a moment to be thankful. I want to notice it no matter what size, shape, or form it takes. In doing so, I may help others to do the same. I encourage you too to tell your story. No one else will ever be able to tell it the way you can. I hope to inspire you to join me on this journey at the edge of the Pandemic of 2020. The journey commences! Thank you for taking the time to read my work. Please take care of yourself and best wishes always. ~Rose

In "What Will People Say," delve into the complexities of societal expectations and the pressure to conform. This introspective essay navigates the subtle nuances of human interaction, exploring the profound impact of external judgments on individual identity and behavior. Through personal anecdotes and insightful observations, the author examines the pervasive influence of societal norms and the internal conflict between authenticity and societal acceptance. Join the discussion as we unravel the layers of social conformity and contemplate the timeless question: How much of our lives are dictated by the fear of what others will say?