Personally Stories

Lonely Feeling

Being a member of the ANBU Black Opps means completing the mission you are given no matter what... Killing an enemy Leaving a comrade behind Abandoning my rank Changing their personality Killing a comrade Betraying their village People will yell, attack, criticize, abandon, and punish them for doing their job. They could be keeping important secrets from the one's the deserve to know. The only thing they have to do is make sure both the mission and the client is out of harms way. What they lose doesn't matter. What they gain doesn't matter. How they feel doesn't matter. The pain doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is completing the mission with no mistakes. Some were born, raised, to become apart of the Anbu. They may look perfectly fine on the out side but make no mistake, they all lost something. It doesn't matter what the personal circumstances are, all of them have lost something important. For example, their own sanity. Now let me ask you this, do you think a child, not much older than a 10 year old, could survive is a world where even adults become mad? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Status: Discontinued

This is my rant diary, where I can practically speak my mind in the comfort of my warm fucking bed with no interruptions. If you don't want to be yelled at and listen to all the bullshit I say, you can move on. But if yo nasty little ass wants to listen. Click the check mark and start yo journey with me. P.s: Suck my ass

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Whenever I feel lost, I write. This is what the outcome is. || A.N. Not all mental illnesses stated in these poems are ones that I deal with. Only some are. Trigger warning ||

A letter of sorts written after meeting a beautiful girl my first day of work. Also I do notice the topics seems to jump around way too fast and reading flow isn't great. It was written during a lunch break and cramped on a single page when it should've been a whole notebook. Will be writing a better flowing one soon.

this is a bunch of just short stories about me and my nights with my thoughts. I get really caught up in them a lot and I'm sorry if it gets really sad

From the eyes of a 15 year old girl, going through her life. Bethany is a freshman in high school and doesn't keep the same mood throughout each day.

A high school student named Ian struggles to live his life, having four personalities. He, or they, try to find the reason for the multiple life.

Short story/Poem Image is off google images :)

Mona is a trouble maker and speaks openly and freely about what she thinks when ever she wants...and when ever she isn't around him. Austin. When ever she is around him, she can't help but spew out word vomit and it just won't stop. And as funny as all her friends find it, its starting to become a problem. Now that isn't the only thing, but after a very confusing day involving Austin and strange men, Mona finds herself with three girls who are more worried about their hair extensions loosing its 'natural' curls then why they can't get out of the house, her best friend who has five brain cells, two guys who are too busy deciding how long it would take their virginity to grow back, the incredible hulk (also known as the Cory, the guy who Mona is very worried about) and a few more strange men -one of who, she can't stop word vomiting in front of. The only good thing about that is that at least word vomit isn't hard to clean up. Apparently life this year might be a little harder then she expected. Ok so I know that was a terrible description but please give it a go!!!

Poems I have put In time to think about. They are both negative and positive. They have meaning. They maybe ones I believe strongly about and you don't believe in them that's fine.

Hailey Collier is a normal rich girl but here parent have died. She is trying to find out what happened to them did they die from the car accident or did something else happen before they died. (I don't own any of pictures)

My eyes covered in wine slightly burned but at the same time it's so sweet is your sweet face may I ever regain consciousness again?

Theses are my oc's please don't steal okie, everything I drew unless I say so

Danielle is an only child, she didn't get the protective brother to help her out if she was in trouble. so instead Danielle hide away behind her glasses and her books. But she takes a chance when summer break comes and the hottest guy in school, Dylan has a brief interest in her, so she reveals her true warmhearted personally and starts dating Dylan. She feels herself fall for his gentle ways, which she never expected. To her shock as the summer break comes to an end, Dylan dumps her leaving her heartbroken. So upset she locks herself in her room and cries herself to sleep. Her dad becomes increasingly worried, so her studying-to-be fashionista cousin visits with a mission, turn Danielle from GEEK to CHIC. So when returns to school with her best-friends, Ryan the cute jock shes known since toddlers, and her other best-friend Sabrina, which people are totally scared by her bad-ass attitude she cant help but take pride in her new look and the instant interest Dylan has gain again for her. WARNING: This story is has the classic stereotypes of mean-ass blond barbies, hot jocks and nerds/geeks. Its all quite cliche, but isn't that what makes all the fun and drama?

Nothing more than a bit of "poetry" I guess. It's always been private until now so hopefully it goes well.