Personalessay قصص

There is no such thing as happily ever after. It is about what comes after- when love erodes, when responsibility is neglected, and when faith is forced to reconcile with reality. Rupturing the illusion of calm. Not to comfort but to examine. A repudiation. A reminder not to go back to that point again. Warning: Contains themes of sexual abuse and abusive behaviour. Some readers may find this triggering. Please proceed with care.

This is about those specific feelings and opinions we often keep to ourselves. If you relate, share your thoughts here-I'm looking to learn from your perspective." Are these things related to you ???

This is not a love story. This is about a woman whose body forgot what safety felt like - and remembered it for half an hour, on a bench by the sea. Three dates. One quiet moment. And a breath that stayed, even when he did not.

hi, i'm lee sol. this little space is for the things we feel deeply but don't always say out loud. it's for the overthinkers, the quiet dreamers, the soft hearts pretending to be strong. some entries will feel like diary pages, some like letters, some like essays, and some like the voice in your head that finally gets it. whatever it becomes, i hope it feels like a warm light on your coldest days. you're not alone here. with softness, lee sol 🤍

Something short I wrote to figure some stuff out, hoping somebody can relate to it so I don't feel as alone.

A decade after a near-encounter on a sunlit college campus, a lonely fifth-year student writes to the young woman whose brief, fearless smile cut through his despair. "The Most Beautiful Smile" is a lyrical, intimate reflection on missed connection, loneliness, and the stark contrast between visible and invisible disability. Through one fleeting moment, Bryce R. Hostetler explores the societal misperceptions placed on the physically disabled and the mental illness to reach a hard-won truth. A short, heartfelt read for anyone who values compassionate storytelling and hope found in small human gestures.

What I can do right now: The difficulty of simply living. ​今の私に出来ること、生きることの難しさ。

An essay about the different kinds of walls in our lives, or at least the walls in my life.

This is...

Not sure if this counts as spoken word poetry or a short story. But how do words affect perception and what can a favorite or least favorite word say about me.

This is a true story about a friend I made in the streets of Old Delhi named "Torrential Rain". I took inspiration from Orwell's 'Shooting an Elephant' in weaving in the moral.

𝘋𝘢𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧... In this heartfelt essay, I share how I discovered the value of being #BraveTogether. This is the most open I have ever gotten with my personal life. I am honored to take part in the Wattpad x Maybelline write-a-thon, and I can't wait to see the stories my fellow Wattpadders share. Turns out the real success story is the friends we make along the way! Cover Illustrated by IMI

This piece is a nostalgic reflection in the form of prose poetry, is on various moments and experiences that have shaped the narrator's life. From the rhythmic clacking of steam trains and the sight of farm boys in the Karoo, to the joy of new births and the warmth of a lover's gaze, each memory is vividly recalled. The narrative captures the essence of simple pleasures, profound connections, and the beauty of life's fleeting moments. It emphasises the importance of being present and attentive to the small, yet significant, experiences that enrich our lives.

To my dear ex boyfriend. . . Damn you and everything our relationship stood for.

A personal mini-essay. A little, late night reflection.

out of boredom, i question love and yapp about it. what's love to you? is it the slowburn, or the spark? is it staying-or chasing?

Isang pamilyang binuo sa gitna ng pagkakamali at hirap, ngunit pinatatag ng pananampalataya. Subaybayan ang kwento ni Lianne sa pagharap sa sunod-sunod na pagsubok at kung paano niya nahanap ang tunay na kaligayahan sa kabila ng sakit.

Watching the last moments of the one who bought me into this word