Originalwriting Stories

This is a collection of raw, fleeting, and heartfelt moments - tiny windows into countless emotions. Each piece stands alone, yet together they weave a tapestry of thoughts, memories, and what-ifs. Some are gentle, some sting, and some stay with you longer than you expect. There are no perfect plots here - only fragments of feeling, shaped into words for those who love to imagine between the lines.

This is not a book. It's a beast. It watches you as you read. It judges you while you laugh. It makes you smile just to watch you fall harder. Inside, there is no plot. There is a family reunion of talking mushrooms, evaporated fathers, prophets in their underwear, and unforgiving hens. There is a bar that expands into a universe. A trattoria that serves as a dimensional rift. A notebook that writes itself-but only in ancient, local dialect. Alejandro Fiorenova writes as if he were cursing with love. As if Kafka had eaten too much heavy food. As if Stephen King had served in the military with an Italian rogue like Diego Abatantuono (the soul of the Oscar-winning Mediterraneo), and they had just reunited at a post-apocalyptic barbecue. It is too chaotic for those seeking logic. Too raw for those living on the run. Too human for those who believe they are eternal. But if you accept the journey-wrong shoes, right wine, open heart-the Infinity will change you. Or it will make you worse, but in an interesting way. This book is not read. It is endured. It is danced. It is digested over weeks. It is a prayer written in wine. A cosmic joke where you can't tell if you're laughing or screaming.

Based on a heavily emotional experience which to allow for true portrayal I must clarify that difficult emotions are highlighted and explored throughout this piece of writing such as mental health and toxic relationships providing a safe space no matter the gender which is why I'd like to offer a non-judgemental environment for open discussion. With importance placed on healthy coping mechanisms and a list of helplines will be available below. Haughey_Writes07 is always a safe space for those who feel unheard, or in need of someone to listen. No judgement. Just care for anyone, regardless of gender. Please be careful with who you give the key to your heart. A reflective narrative exploring the dynamics of emotional dependency, coercive control, and emotional burnout. The Betrayal follows an individual's experience of heartbreak, self-doubt, and the difficult realisation that love should never compromise your personal boundaries, self-respect, and self-worth.

Sometimes the heart sees what the mind refuses to accept-a story of unspoken feelings.

Some feelings don't fit in a sentence. This is a collection of those-thoughts that ache, moments that hover at midnight, and the weight of being expected to believe in things you're still questioning. These are not poems. Not stories either. Just truths, dressed in silence. As I call it Church of the Unsaid.

Just a place where I put stuff I've written on tumblr on here or Just random stuff

This is a collection of stories I have written over the past year or so.

just a little place for all my misc. writing <3 includes fandom oneshots & original works!

Poem series by me.

why do we think of the things that can kill us when what can save us is one string of thought away?

A book filled with short stories and poetry I have written over the years.

This'll just be a ton of short pieces all pertaining to my Rainbow High OCs lol. I love these characters so much, so it'll be fun to write more about them and share more lore and stuff lmao

A collage of various genres of poems and other creative writings I originally produced for all ages. A novel including fun wordplay poetry with a little humor! A/N: This book is ongoing and there will be new poetry added later. *** All work is copyright protected by me. This book is intended for viewing only. No downloading is allowed. Plagiarism is theft and a big crime. Do not attempt to be one of them!

"She slid the rest of the way down the rope, landing flat on her back with a grunt. Opening her hard shut eyes she had a brief moment of realization there in the grass. She was free"

She only exists when the rain falls and mist rises from the dry earth. Petrichor, they say, and what they mean is the magic of a smell.

A free-verse poem that stems off of some of my anxieties

a collection of ideas that i don't have a place for in my current wips but most likely happen within the world that i've created for Broken Thrones, but there's no telling when in time that these things have happened.

les étoiles is about a young girl, Julia Walsh, who lost her whole family. Due to this, she became suicidal and attempted to take her own life by jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge. A boy, Zach Campbell, comes to the hospital she's been staying at for a year, and despite her reluctance for emotions, he slowly grows on her and finds a way to make her feel again. Despite Julia's will, she begins to look forward to the next day again. Zach sheds a new light on life - he is the brightest star of them all.

simple words

❝𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒗𝒆❞ (Was written for a school project) Struggles and redirection plus turmoil and problems, life for Lily has never been as easy as she makes it seem. • Inspired by the flower: Lily of the Valley → Ending phrase from Meet the Robinsons ~ Special mention to my background music: Toothbrush (DNCE), Last Night (The Vamps) & Magic (One Direction) © umbr-elena ; 2024 - All Rights Reserved #1 in original writing - 122724 #1 in lily of the valley - 122724