Oldself Stories

Don't forget to switch off the lights, I prefer the darkness to that false illumination. Here I can lay, Here I can cry, and here is the place where - each night - I can die.

Just things in my mind. Cover by @jamaicee Thnx, fren :>>

I'm currently 14, about to turn 15. I have a serious medical condition, and this is what I would say to my older self.

sometimes you just make it private by communicating inside 🤍

Miranda Voss just transferred to a new school. Its the second semester in Washington. She left her previous school due to bullying incidents. Unfortunately these incidents effected her entire family when they moved across the country. Her brother is in his senior year and Mirandas biggest fear is him being mad at her and not having anyone to protect her. She is very afraid this school ill be much like the others. Things seem dim when she meets a girl Zoe Miller. Shes her neighbor and has bad relationships with everyone around her. Can the girls come together and be strong? Or will the high school life eat them both tearing them apart? (Caution there is profanity and disturbing descriptions) !!Warning: May be triggering!!)

Is adulting also making you feel chained to responsibilities? This is an honest account of my feelings of regret towards the things I no longer can't achieve because I have my priorities now. Now, just because you remember the "freer" times doesn't mean you aren't happy with your current life. Being an adult doesn't mean you can't look back and reminisce on the times you were free to do whatever you wanted, free to be free, free to be you... This poem is a VILLANELLE, as was popularized in Dylan Thomas' "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night."

If you had to write a letter to your old versions, what would you write? Would it be beautiful words and wonderful news? If you met your old versions? What would you have you do? Hug, kiss, console? Or would you have to ask for forgiveness? This character had a rough life and, now that the one's who started it all are dead, she has nothing else to hold on to. The anger, the shame, it serves no purpose now. So, it's time to go back home e sort things out.

Do you ever wish someone would of told you certain things when you were becoming a teenager? Some one asked me a simple question once. If you could write a letter to your 14 year-old self, what would it say? Well this is what it would say and what I wish someone would of told me when I was an early teen.

Just some random thoughts that must pop up in everyone's mind once in a while!

After yuya defeated Zarc from taking over the four worlds, his so called friends and family betreyal him. Yuya wanted revenge so he decided to change himself to his true self and he has power that no one knows, not even his counterparts know. Yuya has started making new friends that will be with him always and never leaving his side, he is not human well half human and half werewolf, angel, demon, devil, fallen angel, vampire and a dragon so that made yuya a hybrid. * I do not own Yu Gi Oh Arc V but I own the plot and enjoy the story*

Sometimes we searched for the old us and all we can see is a new version. Wounded. Weak. Where's our old self? Where did they go?

The title says it all! :)

Short-poem

this book is what I want tell my future self or past self

Lexiy Nohand woders why she is the only Blue star in the sky. The only marshmello in the Luck Charms. She wants to change everything about herself. When something eye opening happens. Her ex-boyfriend/ bestfriend encourage her to do something she did not plan on. This will change the way she see's things, or is it the way she see's herself?

The fight still on

A collection of 500-word stories written every Friday.

It was a story about a girl who had embraced her love .

a simple poem

Anything that popped up my mind.. Stuffs.. Relevant or not i have to write it down.. My other side..