Pastself mga kuwento

(The book was written based on a prompt from Vpow4life with permission!) (Cover Created By Winstermagic) It's been a long while since the whole 'Accepting Anxiety' thing. Who would have thought that simple action would have caused so much to... Click into place. Life's actually been pretty great. Even with Remus and Deceit coming around more... things... Things couldn't be better. Well, that's not actually accurate. Things could have been better. At least better for Thomas. Thomas... Their host and most important thing to all of them... or at least should be the most important thing to all of them. He doesn't really listen well. In fact, he makes decisions that are NOT good at all. Like going to Patton's room from the second time in a very long while WITHOUT the very prince who has been doing everything in his power to make sure a certain anxious side was well... Let's just say Thomas learned his lesson... As well as gain a whole new problem.

Just letters of advice to the squishy little kid I once was.

i ask questions. you think. ( and answer! )

when syd wanders into the woods near his school, he finds a small girl crying. he cannot see her face, but she has long brown hair and what appears to be bangs. her clothes are typical 'my-mom-made-me-wear-this-and-i-hate-it' clothes that almost every girl wore in second-third grade. he kneels down awkwardly. "you alright?" he asks. the girl looks up, and he is taken by shock with who he sees. "oh my god.. i'm so sorry you have to see me like this.." the young girl says, sniffling and wiping away her tears. "(deadname)?!"

dear past self, we have to break up now. It's time for me to finally move on. !! trigger warning !!

When stuck in an isolated mansion, what's scarier than swaying trees, resonance from unknown sources and untold past regrets?

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

A small glimpse into me in the past

Tyler is a high schooler who acts as much as he looks like a gangster, or, a bad boy. Skips school, fails his classes, a mean personality, carefree, somehow popular, you name it. One day, though, he meets his polar opposite, Autumn, a girl who is shy, a loner, and a role model. At first he thinks he fell for her beauty, but it turns out that it was fate that brought them together. As their friendship and love grow, how will the two react when they meet their other halves through time, Peter and Natalie? Writers: Cherry, Aj, Durin, Sorren, Elijah This is a story made by multiple authors so if you like a specific writing style then go check out their works, so if you're confused as to how the styles change every chapter that is why *Warning- this is a time traveling story so we will delve into some historical events that might not be fit for people, so if you are sensitive to past events you don't have to read it, if you do well then don't complain because we warned you. Schedule: We post a new chapter that ranges from 1000-3000 words every Sunday so make sure to keep an eye out!

If only I can go back to the past and remind myself to do the right thing, so that, whatever happens in the future it will not regretful where my era right now. I want to do a lot of things but I don't have enough time to pursue what I used to do like before when I was a child. Time is very important. Time is the only thing to enjoy life. Time is your future.

I meet my past self. kind of a vent post..

Am I a replacement girl?

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀꜱꜱɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀꜱᴋ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴇʟꜰ.

Letters to past, present, future self and others...

Timeline - foreign language exam I hope QQGK fans enjoy this😊

Just a jumble of words from my heart

Amaya is a quiet, introspective 16-year-old girl living in London with her young, emotionally complex mother. Unlike most girls her age, Amaya doesn't chase popularity or attention-she finds solace in music. Ever since she was twelve, she's been obsessed with the song Champagne Coast by Blood Orange, often listening to it under the moonlight, imagining a life that feels far away from her own. Her father-a charming womanizer-left for Korea with her older brother when she was still too young to remember much. The only image she carries is of the day they left, her tiny hands gripping her mother's as the cab disappeared into the night. Her mother still struggles with that loss, sometimes calling her ex just to ask about her son, despite their strained relationship. Amaya's mother was once a carefree 20-year-old who followed friends from one fleeting dream to another. She met Amaya's father while still entangled in a healthy relationship with a man who loved her. But when she discovered she was pregnant with Amaya, her life split into the "what could've been" and the messy, beautiful chaos of what is. She often wonders about her first love-a dear friend she never stopped missing. Amaya dreams of becoming a singer. She sings when she's alone, her voice soft, but full of soul. She recently found out from her mother that her older brother-now a stranger-also dreams of making music as a guitarist. This strange, bittersweet connection drives her even more. Her only close friend at school supports her dreams wholeheartedly. They talk about the future, share playlists, and encourage each other to keep going, even when life feels too heavy. Then there's him. The boy with the guitar and the cigarettes. One year older, always leaning against the wall with that sleepy look in his eyes. He barely speaks, but Amaya feels drawn to him. Every time their eyes meet, something stirs inside her-something like a song she hasn't written yet.

Maya is a 15 year old teenage girl with a pretty good life . She was popular is nice has awesome friends and a lovely family. In her world people have soulmates and everything's a bit different than the normal world... When she turns 16 and discovers who her mate is a few problems appear. But even before her birthday some weird things happen and now she is on and about to find this mysterious Joshoua... •*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• Heyyyy! So I'm not very good at writing descriptions ... sorry! I am thankful for every read! Hope you enjoy it Love you Byeeeeeeeee!