Postits Stories

What happens when in the online world, you fall in love using post-its?

Honestly, she had no clue why she was doing this. Most probably, it was to make someone learn from her mistakes or simply laugh at her life. Or she was just crazy. When she started, it was purely because maintaining a diary was boring and there was a chance that the people around her would know what she thought about them. This was the simplest way to maintain a diary without maintaining it. Basically, it was no strings attached. One day, he does something crazier and replies to this weird person who liked leaving her life stories around in an open book. Soon, this acquaintanceship (if you can call it that) blossoms and strings attach themselves quicker than you can say 'her'.

(BY SAB) it's amazing how so much can happen just from a conversation on post-its.......

5 people, with different abilities, in a place called origin, they must work together to survive in this world with monsters, objects, and the shaper

When Coral is abandoned by her parents, her very caring boss steps in. She leaves behind a home, school, and her best friend. Then she meets Blake, a very pompous young man who seems to care for nothing except himself. One night, Coral is attacked by a mysterious cloaked man and is rescued by Blake. He suddenly becomes very caring and reveals that he is an agent sent to protect her from Falcon, the cloaked man who wants something from Coral. Her world is suddenly no longer safe as she embarks on a dangerous quest to find love, and discover her true identity.

(A short story) Iris' interest was caught by Bryce, the boy she met in the bookstore. Will their little crush for each other flourish into something more?

Still working on the last verse, still much of a draft. :)

If Julia Hart was fall, Lance Taylors was winter. And when winter falls, so do they - for each other. Or so he hoped. ©thebrumous, only available on Wattpad. All Rights Reserved. [Credit to @thelimpid for inspiring and helping with this very story.] HIGHEST RANKS: #22 IN POETRY | #10 IN FALL | #56 IN WINTER

Lizzie just returned to school after taking an extended leave of absence. She's hoping that she can ride out the rest of her junior year under the radar, but it seems like someone else has other plans. One of her classmates is determined to befriend Lizzie and prove to her that she's not alone. The catch? She doesn't know who they are. They're determined to remain anonymous, and only communicate through neon green post-it notes left on Lizzie's locker. As Lizzie sets off to discover who her mystery friend is, she just might start healing from her trauma in the process--that is, until she finds herself falling into her old habits again. CW: Disordered eating, depression, anxiety

There was this one girl who had everything she wanted. So she was so great at being contented with everything that she wanted to try and control the whole world by being quiet. So she tried to see if she could stop herself by covering her demeanour . She that's it that's all.

After the Losers kill It and escape the Neilbolt House, they have to pick up where they left off and deal with their adult problems in their home town. These included a few angry and confused spouses for some of the Losers, except for Richie. Richie just wishes that he could stop at Eddie all the damn time.

Random thoughts no one asked for

64 characters battling for A BFDI!! you can't vote on this... so head's up. Also Cheeto is the host so...

An and Er finally get reunited after five years apart.

Nate is a guy I never met in person but the only guy who have met me as a real person. Cassandra has it all. She is the most popular girl in school and everybody calls her "The Cassie!" She has a panty-dropping-hot-best-soccer-player boyfriend, that any girl would want to date and drool over. But one boring math class she finds herself mindlessly placing a post-it under the table asking for "help me. find x?!" but what she doesn't realize that she would find love instead of "x" the next day. Having a strange feeling over this mystery guy, she chooses to lie about her true identity. Whatever it is that she and this mystery guy have, she wouldn't wanna loose, because for the first time with Nate she feels loved for who she is.

Would YOU trust someone who bought you off Ebay? Grace is sick of being labelled a snob because of her money. She's sick of her backstabbing friends and her mansion of a house. She doesn't know how to tell if people are friends with Grace, or Grace's money, and all she really wants is a fresh start. So she decides to sell herself on Ebay. Setting up a fake account, she sells herself as a teenage dropout who 'will work for money'. When 'Jas737' wins the auction, everything seems innocent. She gets to work cleaning his apartment, and for once in her life realizes how it feels to have responsibility, and a friend who doesn't judge her for her wealth. But unfortunately for Grace, she learns that you can't trust everyone the hard way. Who's not to say there's other people tracking her down with different meanings for "work"? after all, how's a 'helpless teenage drop out with no money supposed to save herself? Will she be able to keep up her disguise? Is Jas737 even as trustworthy as he says he is? Maybe Grace should have thought twice about selling herself over the internet.

"How can you help me with a post-it note?" She rubbed her red, irritated eyes. "I've got nothing, so how can one tiny piece of paper change that?" She most probably cried recently. Her face covered in dirt and muck. I wanted to make sure she never let down any tears again. I grabbed her little hand, reached down into my purse, and grabbed a thin, sticky piece of paper. I smiled, and gave it to her. "Because if a post-it saved my life, it can save yours too." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Everyone has secrets. We treasure them, we keep them, we treat them like our nearest and dearest - our prize possesions. It's what you do when they come out that counts. And it's how you try to stop that from EVER happening. Especially when they're life-changing.

You let a blue Post-It note on my laptop claiming grand gestures but all I ever got was lies and heartbreak.