Poignant Stories

Sam, 15, lives quietly, keeps to himself, and tries not to be noticed. But when an edited video clip, stripped of context, goes viral and paints him as something he is not, he becomes the centre of an online storm he does not understand and cannot escape. As lies spread faster than truth, outrage hardens into cruelty, and the consequences spill from screens into real life with devastating ramifications. This is a story about a gentle soul caught in the machinery of social media outrage, and the damage done when context is stripped away and a lie is allowed to speak as truth. Rated PG

A mother watches her daughter grow up trapped in a world she cannot fully feel. Born with a rare condition called Ignoralious, Cherry experiences life only in shades of numbness and hollow emotions-unable to see the warmth of joy, the sting of sorrow, or the subtle colors in between. While others laugh, cry, and love freely, she perceives the world through stark black and white, never through rose-colored lenses. Her mother grapples with guilt, helplessness, and the fear that no matter how much she loves her child, she may never bridge the gap between Cherry and the life everyone else can feel. Was she ever enough for the daughter she couldn't reach?

"Some goodbyes are written in silence."

A lonely old man's need to replace the love of his life leads to a heartbreaking final act.

Like water, soil, and sun, can you nurture me? Nasrin "Rin" Rivers grows things for a living. She's a broke twenty-four-year-old gardener raising her sick younger brother in a cramped apartment overflowing with plants, the only thing in her life she can control. Not her addict mother, not her father's absence, and definitely not the stack of bills growing faster than her plants. So when she wakes up half naked and hungover in a mansion she could never afford to walk past, she knows she's hit a new low. What she doesn't expect is the owner: Emiliano Valderrama, a stunning and infuriating Colombian heir with a reputation for being untouchable...and a clear memory of the night she can't remember. She thinks their chaotic encounter is over-until the next morning, when she learns the mansion belongs to the same man behind the high-paying gardening job she just applied for. Their accidental collision spirals into a sharp, intoxicating push-and-pull as Rin discovers the world behind his gates is full of secrets, obsessions, and dangers that bloom like nightshade. Caught between survival, family loyalty, and a man who terrifies her almost as much as he draws her in, Rin must decide whether Emiliano is just another beautiful poison, or something worth risking everything for. Rin knows how to handle dangerous growth. She can prune it, shape it, survive it. But Emiliano Valderrama? He's something she's never learned to control. And in his world, nothing is planted by chance.

𝙄𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙘𝙚. 𝙄𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙩, 𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙪𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 "𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩" 𝙖𝙣𝙙 "𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧." 𝙄𝙩 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝, 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖, 𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜. 𝙄𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙡𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙙. The Way Love Happened brings the story of unexpected love raw, real, and heartbreakingly beautiful. 𝙊𝙛 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙨, 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡.

"Nick is on a mission to find The biggest thing in the universe." -Schrödinger's Twins, a short novella in verse Nick is her father's only daughter. Her mother and twin brother died when she was born, and for thirteen years, she has been left to deal with the pieces of her broken family. She speaks with her brother's ghost. She's failing in school. She hides heartbreak and ruin beneath the sleeves of her baggy sweatshirts. Her father's alcoholism threatens to consume both of their lives. Then, one day, everything changes. Told in spare, striking poetry, Schrödinger's Twins is a tall glass of ginger ale for the soul (why ginger ale? you'll understand once you read it). For a tale that's in equal parts poignant, humorous, and haunting, read on.

The bus came out of nowhere. By all rights he should be dead, but he isn't. And that is not the only thing that is funny with this world. In this short tale, an introvert discovers love on the last and first day of the rest of his life.

In a quiet world filled with isolation and shadows, a boy finds unexpected solace in the companionship of a stray dog. Together, they create a fragile bubble of joy and connection, a fleeting escape from the weight of loneliness. But when loss shatters their bond, the boy is left to navigate a life without his constant, his everything. The Boy and His Companion is a melancholic tale of love, grief, and the unyielding struggle to find meaning in a world that feels empty.

Once fallen, you'll always be fallen.

Scarlett Quinn is the 12-year-old daughter of Victor Belmont Quinn, an aristocrat of the Scandinavian provinces. Her family was honorably invited to a regal ball at one of the Spanish domains, where she met Cédric Blanc, a 21-year-old heir of the Duchy of Clarence. She fell in love at first sight with him. But she didn't know that the charming duke wouldn't reciprocate the same feelings for her, but instead... Hi there! This is my first ever ballad. Hope you'll love it.

A haiku (俳句 high-koo) is a short three-line poem that usually follows a 5-7-5 syllable structure. Haiku poetry was originally developed by Japanese poets, and is often inspired by nature, a moment of beauty, or a poignant experience. Haikus are meant to be read in one breath for resonance and impact. I always wanted to publish my collection of haikus. I was was quite busy with my teaching job but now I have some time, I hope to publish one haiku, every day. I hope I got this haiku right. I also hope you enjoyed my haikus. Follow me on Wattpad if you want, I am John Mark N. Luciano (@MorionesLakandula) (All criticism will be accepted as long as it does not contain any foul language or insults. Let us keep our Good Manners and Right Conduct. To God be the Glory.)

How the nobleman learns the biggest lesson of his life. And to what a terrible cost. Alas! If only the clock could be turned back!!

Scattered letters from the scattered mind of the shattered human bean.

Life is full of temptation. Taken from my 93-story collection 'The Story A Day May Collection' https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B01I220L2E

"Isn't it funny how a fragile thread can choke us Till we are broken and bent?" A treasured collection of short poems that depicts various human emotions and struggles based on both personal experiences and figments of imagination. I hope you will enjoy it. Please do vote, comment and share.

Echoes of the Unspoken A heart-wrenching love story about a young artist caught in a one-sided love triangle, navigating unrequited love, self-discovery, and the power of art to express the emotions she cannot speak.

Timeless Tales by Catnip Dive deeper into the imaginations of a mad poet. This is a compilation of short stories written with the author's deepest thoughts and feelings. Enjoy!

"She'd tried her hardest to forget, but the woods called her to remember." An emotional short story that follows the footsteps of a young girl's past, a moment of time that could never leave.

Ceci est un ouvrage qui raconte mon experience et celle de ma mamie. Même si elle ne saura pas, je rendrai son histoire célèbre. S'il y a des fautes d'orthographe je m'en excuse. C'est ma première histoire. Depuis toute petite, j'ai toujours été avec ma mamie. Elle m'a appris tant de choses. J'ai toujours su qu'elle a un affection spéciale envers moi. Elle a d'autres petits enfants, certes, mais elle a toujours pensé qu'ils ne l'aimaient pas. Ma mamie a, en tout, 9 petits enfants. Et moi je suis l'une des plus jeunes. Ma mamie nous voit tous régulièrement sauf une famille, ma tante, sa fille, qui habite à l'étranger. Elle la voit de temps en temps mais pas aussi souvent que nous. Dans ma culture, les parents de nos parents donc mes grands-parents doivent habiter chez leurs enfants ; et à cette époque, elle vivait chez moi ! Donc évidemment en quelque sorte, elle passait plus de temps avec moi. Elle passait aussi beaucoup de temps avec l'un de mes cousins, qui était plus âgé que moi de quelques années. Les autres, elle les adorait, bien évidemment , mais c'était pas pareil qu'avec nous. Tout allait bien jusqu'à ce qu'environ 7-8 ans plus tard, tout allait changer... J'espère qu'elle vous plaira et que qu'elle vous touchera. Bonne lecture !