Perceptive Stories

James and Kyle's friendship was always going to be an unusual one. Throw in the eccentric- yet intriguing Bella Cattaneo and things get a bit more complicated. Moreover, Bella and Kyle not seeing eye to eye doesn't exactly help matters. James has to deal with a new school, family and the promise of a new life while also struggling to be the lynchpin between his 'friends'. A flurry of events ensue and James is left questioning the nature of his relationships; doubt creeps in and he's not so sure again. The cracks that threaten the walls of his reality slowly but surely surface and there's only one bridge in sight... to cross or to burn. ________________________________________________________ "Yo, wait up!" calling, I trailled behind. Unlike him, I was finding it a tad bit difficult to put one foot in front of the other for the chase. He continued unresponsive. "Kyle!" I bawled, finally catching up to him, reaching for his arm. His turn was abrupt -as though he anticipated my move. And, for a while, we just stood there panting- eyes locked. Blue orbs, a repository of worry, staring back at me. I couldn't wrap my head around what was working him up; whatever it was, it was taking a toll on him- the last few days had taken a toll on us. "Kyle... buddy," I said in a much more soft, drawn-out tone, "talk". "T-They're coming-" there was a slight hesitation. "...they're gonna take me," he added rather dautingly. "Who's coming?" I inquired, quite hastily. "Them... I-I don't wanna go..." his voice a receptacle of masked emotions. His ocean blue eyes teary, "I don't wanna go James." "I won't let them take you, I promise," promising what in particular? Not a clue. Sweat trinkled down my forehead in beady intervals. I was supposed to protect him- protect us from whoever was coming. Whatever was coming. "Oh James..." he dragged, stepping back tentatively. His eyes wide with grim realisation,"...you'll help them." ________________________________________________________

Short story on the idea of perception where it is most needed.

an epic adventure about a high school student

"How can one picture an introvert? Simple, isn't it?Just a guy alone in the room. No dialogues for our protagonist, quite dull and boring. However , its not so in reality......" The main character in this series has some rather peculiar stats under his belt. He is not some prince charming, neither is he some justice freak. He is just an introvert who lives his life peacefully. However as in teenage years, he starts to question his way of life and hence starts a bout against the odds put up by his not so normal teenage life. Updates every 12 days Hope you enjoy the series!!! Thanks to Hakuna Andy for the amazing cover, if you are interested then use the following link https://www.wattpad.com/user/Hakuna_Andy

Perceptive do matters...

A collection of my poems that I haven't published singularly.

Enter the world of which is my F'd up head. Just some deep shit. Random thoughts.

hello , my name is Sophia , 23 years old from morocco .nice to know you all and thank you in advance for reading my writings when you stare too long in the abyss , the abyss wil eventually become you . i just wanna share some of my writings , so i hope you enjoy it

Hi my name is Ezra, and I'm 15 years old, male, and asexual. I fell in love with (my now Dom) Jason. He said he used to love me but he doesn't anymore. He knows I still love him. He misunderstood me when I told him I'm asexual, and because I love him I began to tell him parts of the truth relating to how I feel sexually and what I would do, and the rest were fibs to tell him what he wanted to hear. He wasn't always a Dom, when he fell in love with a boy named Blake, he was his sub. And while he was getting over Blake, I had fallen in love with him, but all he would ever talk about was Blake, and I put myself out there for him, and he lead me on to believe that he loved me, and we could be something more, but then he broke my heart, not once, but twice. I promised myself I wouldn't let him use me, but I couldn't stand to be so apart from him, even if he doesn't love me, I love him, and nothing will change that. So now he's my Dom, and he thought I wouldn't be able to read him anymore, and I told a fib that I couldn't, while I truly can, and now I just tell him what he wants to hear. I'm not the boy he thinks I am.

A moose's perspective.

D.Q. EPOCH I

"Out of the fog, a stranger's gaze" "Whispers in the mist, a haunting phase" "Shadows on the road, a fleeting fright" "A smile so creepy, in the dark of night" "In the fog, a moment's pause" "A father's love, a child's cause" "A mysterious smile, a vanishing act" "Leaves me wondering, what just happened back" "Riding through the haze, a sudden scare" "A child's gentle voice, beyond compare" "A driver's grin, a chilling sight" "Fades into thin air, without a fight"

Cross-posting this for a friend from Ao3 :) Spencer is still in recovery from the Tobias Hankel incident, and from the subsequent months of addiction and chaos after. During his fight with the awful withdrawal symptoms and terrifying nightmares, he completely loses sight of certain day-to-day things that are vitally important to his health. No copyright intended! Rights to the photo: uube on Tumblr

They both were raised in same part of town . They had their mind and heart tied with a strong bond. But fate pulled them apart. Through the pain of seperation and love they move on.... ANDREA and SKYLAR .... Will they get back? Or ...does the time fades their bond? The true love ...It's never gonna fade. it's not just one life. it's multiple lives... interdependent. life has to go through everything....sorrows, mysteries, happiness .. its never stable. How does it feel to fight for true love in this unstable journey? Open up your minds to see their life and feel their pain and happiness with your heart!

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞. 𝐖𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬.