Personified Stories

**COMPLETED** This is the story of Life, Death, a lonely human, and all those other names and faces that linger or are forgotten by time. It is a story of the violent and chaotic world, and the places in which, every now and then, everything is still. And it is in this stillness that the most peculiar of persons lie in silence, their stories waiting to be told, as they have for an eternity. | This all began as something simple, in the first few months of 2016. I had intended for it to be a short writing exercise, but something drew me back. Out of two pages, this sprung up. In all honesty, looking over it, it feels as if I am no longer the author. The characters control me, not the other way around. They've surprised me, created their own lives and twists without me knowing, and have completely taken over my world. In the way of format, each page was originally designed to be a chapter, as I have noticed that many tend to get lost in verbose paragraphs. These shorter chapters are meant to be easier to read, but still (hopefully) entertaining. |

The grim reaper falls in love with a girl, he met the girl a night and went back to see her all the night even if she's asleep he would wait for some time before he leave her alone, he went there someday and they talked there and almost kissed Actually I can't use a grim reaper that looks like a skeleton so I made my own look like a human being but it is also the grim reaper Stay tuned for the exciting part 🤗🤗😊♥️

Poetry A book of poetry filled with powerful emotions using the weather and forces of nature to express them.

True Love's first. Both having had their share of disappointments in friendships and relationships shut their hearts to search for love again. Journey through the lives of Uyoyo, an exceptional talent manager and Ike, a reckless traumatized talent who both discovered nothing else but passion, commitment, pleasure and sacrifice was all love is.

(A football/soccer club gijinka/personification story.) Ever wonder how football clubs would react at promotion? How about relegation? Wonder no more! Born from the founders' love for the beautiful game, physical embodiments of Bundesliga clubs will answer all your questions. Rated T for swearing, drinking, and suggestive scenes. Contains queer people. If you're a queerphobe, steer clear of this story, please! This is the old version of Bundeslihaha. It has 33 chapters written in 2014-17, as well as 8 chapters of newly-added bonus material. The new version, "Bundeslihaha Redux", is still in progress. Stay tuned! DO NOT REPOST THIS STORY OR MY ART ANYWHERE!

What if the four seasons weren't just passing months, but people? This is a year told through the 'people' who shaped me, four seasons, each alive, each unforgettable. Warm, reflective, and a little magical, The Seasons is for anyone who's ever felt the way a time of year can change you. It is a reminder that life changes, grows, and renews, just like the world around us. RANKINGS: Most Impressive Ranking: #17 - personification Other Rankings: #3 - personified #15 - seasonal

She's fire. A special flame. The light in the darkness. The heat in the cold. But sometimes, fire needs company too.

This is the countries' united headcanons and worldbuilding building book. i will be making a series in wattpad while i practice drawing bodies.

This is a short story I wrote a couple years back for a school project. It's a dramatic, personified take on the journey a seed must experience in order to surface above the earth's soil. If I remember correctly, the assignment was, 'descriptive writing in nature.' It was required to, 'show, not tell.' You know, that infamous phrase you hear a million times in your English classes. For clarification, the following 'monsters' are two beetles.

Poems made during fits of passion, or you know, whenever it is that inspiration decides to hit.

Matthew Williams, or "Canada", was never noticed. He spent most of his life hiding in his brother's shadow. One day when leaving a world meeting he was stopped by a man everyone knew well. Ludwig Beilschmidt. Known as Germany, Ludwig usually spent his time alone in peace and quiet, except of course whenever his brother or allies were over. After they meet and talk for the first time, they feel a certain force, pulling them together again to talk and spend time with one another. Will they fall for one another? Or will their differences push them away?

Please read this I'm desperate T^T

Diana never believed in the zodiac signs, not truly. But her world was flipped on its head when strange occurrences were happening; she encountered a person donning medieval clothing passed out, a strange glowing tattoo embedded on their hand.

"My reed's chipped!" "What wrong note? We're always right!" "OMG, the low brass is SO loud!" Welcome to Treble Academy, an incredibly small school for personified instruments. And yes, there's a lot of "treble". The trumpets and clarinets are always fighting, the flutes and oboes case drama, the low brass plays absurdly loud, the cellos play around, and the violins complain. There's lots going on. And oh, is it chaotic.

This is a book where I draw personifications of things. My art may be trash so OKAY.

Beginning awakens in a world of fog and death. Without memories or a name, her only goal is to find out who she is- and why she's here. She's soon dragged into the dangerous plots of the world's only inhabitants, a vicious group of young women who seem set on destroying her piece by piece. Beginning struggles to survive among them, and eventually, has no choice but to come face to face with the person pulling the strings behind it all.

Remeny has lived the past three years trying to care for her sick father since her mother was brutally killed in a so called 'accident'. When her father is taken away by order of the king due to illegal hunting, the people of Hoppshire are threatened, leaving Remeny no choice but to turn rogue. What will happen when she comes across the ever elusive Hope Personifed, a group of bandits thats sole purpose is to fight the system and bring down the king? With a tag on her head for reasons she can't comprehend, who can Remeny really trust?

In my opinion, poetry is one of the most beautiful gifts that can be received or given. Poetry can be several different things. It can be used as an escape, a hobby, enjoyment, a present, or many other things. Poetry can save a life, and Poetry has saved mine on several occasions. This is my poetry.