Parkbench Histoires

It's been 5982 days and every morning, Jules wakes up and can't remember anything from her past. But she keeps a notebook, it reminds her of her name and all other important things in her life. Every day is the same, until one day. Jules runs to the park trying to find peace as she wakes up to find another day of memories missing. There she meets Nathan, and then she starts to remember.

Harry/Draco fanfiction. Every year, Harry and Draco revisit the place where their relationship started, to ask each other one question. Only complete honesty is the rule here.

He was gone when she needed him most, how could she forgive him? This is what goes through Fayre Luera's head when her childhood friend shows up at their special spot after leaving for eight years. He's still her Lion; still the boy with golden locks and sparkling eyes, but she's still a broken girl, and the emotions when she sees him standing there are indescribable. Leo Widner has his own problems. He didn't want to leave his Fairy behind all those years ago, but he had no other choices. After seeing Fayre after all of those years, all he wants to do is hold her and tell her why he left her; tell her all of his secrets, but he's embarrassed, and can't bring himself to speak those words. And as if things could get worse, his crush on his best friend he thought would be gone by now, is still definitely there, stronger than ever. She's still as beautiful as she was before, if not ten times more, and he can't deny that. Can Fayre open up to Leo and forgive? Can Leo fess up and tell her why he left? And will their friendship be mended and maybe even be turned into more?

Beneath the shade of a sprawling oak, an unlikely friendship blossoms. A homeless man with stories etched in his wrinkles, befriends Lucy, a curious child with a boundless imagination. As they share their unique perspectives under the open sky, their worlds begin to intertwine, painting a heartwarming tale of connection and the power of human kindness in the most unexpected places.

Paris is a teenage girl that lives with her abusive farther, when she snuck out at night to get her mind off everything she met someone at the park bench...

A poem, originally written as spoken word, on the simplicity of kindness. More poems may be slowly added, but this poem can stand on it's own and was even meant to be a stand alone before I got new ideas, so enjoy! Cover by @NuagesEtLune

-excerpt- "She was a pretty sight to see. She'd look even prettier if she smiled. But she never did. Only watched, silent, thoughtful, blue. Blue hair, blue eyes, blue girl. A beautiful, blue, strange creature." _________________________________________ This is a work in progress, I'll try to update as often as I can, if you like it please leave a vote, comment and I always love feedback!

A lot can happen at a park bench, you have the average pigeon feeders, the homeless people, and the picnics, then you have the love stories, the proposals, and, the murders, so many different things, one bench, let's see what happens.

in which a boy and a girl meet on a park bench. coming soon

in which two lonely people meet on a park bench and maybe they just aren't so lonely anymore.

A cigarette, a park bench, and a sunrise. It seemed so perfect in the moment, it always does.

Death can come in the blink of an eye, the flash of a light. Or the moment a child screams.

"Well, when you feel too many bad things at once, you just start to feel nothing at all." ---------- It was always the same. The same bench, the same time, the same overwhelming sense of emptiness in my chest. That was, up until he started showing up. ---------- "You make me... better." --------------------- Warnings: Mentions of: abusive relationships, emotional abuse Depictions of: heavy subjects, bullying/verbal abuse, anxiety, homophobia (Warnings will update as more chapters are added) *****Pay attention to the dates! They sometimes go back and forth a bit, which can make it confusing. I overlooked this while writing and forgot to include things like times, so it gets sort of difficult to understand when it jumps from the end of a day to the beginning. Sorry about this!!*****

Bea Aspen's uneventful and unexciting high school life gets turned upside down when she finally, after six years of trying, catches the attention of her stereotypically popular asshole of a crush. But as most stories go, what she got may not have been what she was expecting after all. And yet, the more she learns about Andy Mason, the more she learns about the people around her, about her small town, and even about her own family. And maybe, just maybe, in her seventh year of loving Andy, maybe she'll finally be able to learn things about herself she never knew were true. This is a coming-of-age story in which everyone isn't perfect, but maybe high school is just the perfect time to be flawed.

joanne gibson wanted escape lark walter had escaped -+- [undercase intended]

The Bench follows a narrator drawn again and again to a quiet park seat, compelled by a dream and an unshakable sense of yearning. Days turn into weeks, and still the pull remains-until one day, a familiar figure appears, and the unspoken weight between them comes to light. A tender, timeless short story about memory, waiting, and the spaces where silence speaks.

Stories that happened on a park bench Always the same park Always the same bench Everyone and everything has got its stories, Even a park bench A lot can happen on a park bench Here are the stories that happened on this one (Honestly just ignore this I wrote it when I was 13)

"Mr Manson-" "PROFESSOR Manson, please." Jonas Manson has had a great life. He knows what he's done and he's proud of it. He taught many students the value of ethics. The melted ice cold hearts. He even saved lives. Problem is, no one can remember this but him. So every Sunday, after church, he comes to the same park bench that's drawn him in for years and racks his memories for proof. Proof of his greatness.

This is a parkbench scene that Heart_101 and I wrote in drama class. It' about a smoker and a guy whose wife was stabbed sitting together on a hospital bench.