Probems Stories

Ganeshan is the male lead of our story. He is the first son of his family. He doesn't have any responsibility towards his family. He cares about his friends and relatives but he doesn't care about his own family due to his teenage. He is carefree and jolly untill someone comes to his way. He is the shape of angry when he gets angry as well as he is the shape of loyalty to his beloved people. Kalaa Maari is the female lead of our story. She is the first daughter of her family. She cares about her family compared to other things. She is very cautious whatever she does. She is a symbol for mixed of emotions. She doesn't trust anyone but she trust, does anything for it. She known as 'stubborn girl' in her family. Her point of view is always accept in her family. Let's see their destiny plays. Attention : It's just a story with actions and love. Some words are may be discomfort for you. Words are maybe in uncivilized tone. Purely written for entertainment purposes. 🤎🤎 It's a tanglish story. Tamil dialogues written in English spellings. If you like the story do vote and comments to show your support. Feel free to do inline comments. Note : The story content was imaginary and strictly mine.

C'est l'histoire d'une fille qui et en foyer et qui va rencontrer un garçon qui va changer sa vie

A story about Ivans life

Rainbow was the oldest among her siblings, she promised herself that, she would always protect, take care, and love her siblings. She'd never known that her sister would face troubles in her school life. She knew for a fact that her sister would feel sad and miserable about it. She hated herself for that, even though they're living a happy life together, Rainbow was broken inside because she didn't protect her. Her siblings never realized that she was broken. She'd just kept on a perfect forced smile to make her siblings not worry. But her sister found out...

From the outside, Ella and Harper live the kind of life people dream about. Stable income, a beautiful home, two children whom they both love dearly. A marriage that looks stable. But ordinary can turn into suffocation. Ella has lived her life for her family since the marriage: slowly losing herself in the process. On the other hand, Harper believes he's doing everything he can to provide for his "Perfect" Family. They both love each other dearly. At least, they have an illusion of love for each other. Their marriage unfolds in two different versions of their story: through both of their eyes. Where routine starts to feel lackluster. Where love, resentment, and the fear of starting over begin to lose their distinction. When little things begin to strain their relationship, the life they promised to create together starts to feel like a cage. What happens when two people can love each other and still feel trapped inside the relationship?

Well I'll let you guys find out what will happen in this story (And sorry that I kept on redoing the story I promise this is the last time)

It's not all about actions, but rather the meaning and emotions of the words someone says. This is a story of a little girl- me.

There are Five Sisters that are totally different. In every way you can think of they wont have it all the same. The five Sisters discover secrets upon themselves that may or may not break them apart. The real Question is will they come together and be their for each other or leave each other? Follow these Sisters on their crazy journey in their life. What will happen when they find out they needed each other all this time?. But will they be able to handle it all at once?

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 f̶e̶e̶l̶i̶n̶g̶s̶ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬. = ᑭᒪᗴᗩՏᗴ ᖇᗴᗩᗪ ᗩᑌTᕼOᖇ'Տ ᑎOTᗴՏ ᗷᗴᖴOᖇᗴ ᖇᗴᗩᗪIᑎᘜ Tᕼᗴ ᖴIᖇՏT ᑕᕼᗩᑭTᗴᖇ, TᕼᗩᑎK YOᑌ! = + ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ: ᴍɪᴢᴜʟᴜᴠ_ʜᴏsʜɪ ᰔᩚ

" Fille au rire facile, fille au coeur sensible 🥀"

Meeting him was like relapse all over again...but this hurt a million times worse.

Sixteen-year-old Scout isn't afraid of much-she's built for the outdoors, loves a good trail, and can navigate just about anything with a compass and a plan. But when it comes to talking to Forrest, all that confidence completely evaporates. Forrest is quiet, thoughtful, and keeps to himself, spending his time blending into the background with a soft smile and a sketchpad in hand. Scout knows she wants to ask him out, but taking that first step feels bigger than climbing any mountain. Between overthinking every sentence, lingering in the quiet clearings along the local trails, and trying to find the perfect moment to speak up, she's running out of excuses to stay silent. A gentle coming-of-age story about small-town trails, quiet crushes, and finding the courage to take the scenic route to someone's heart.

This is a Poetry collection. There will be poems of all forms. Feel free to read and give me reviews. Read with passion, it makes them better. There will be new poems every sunday and wednesday until I have none in stock left (that'll happen in september)

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 ² 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔: "𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵" ••••••••• "𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓." ───── ✦ ─────

Every single thing in this story is 100% real. No made-up scenes. No fictional tropes. Just my absolute reality. I am an extreme introvert, and absolutely nobody in my life knows that this crush ever existed. I never even found out his real name. But throughout my entire school life, Class 11 was the absolute best year for me-and he was the sole reason why. From the daily room swaps during Sociology to a heart-stopping interaction at the farewell dance, The Corridor Between Us chronicles a silent, intense bond shared between a junior in a white Anarkali and a senior in a wine-red suit. It's a story for anyone who has ever loved someone deeply, madly, and completely from afar.

Problems that gender-fluid people face...

After Craig and tweak announce that they are dating, that makes them the first gay kids in sp! People are being supportive about it but there is backlash and homophobic comments about them. <I'll put warnings to content that needs it>

This isn't a diary. It isn't a journal either. At least... I don't think it is. There will be a lot of probablys in these pages because certainty has never really been my thing. These are just my thoughts-unfiltered, unorganized, and sometimes impossible to understand, even for me. What I do know is that these pages carry the naked feelings of someone caught somewhere between being a teenager and becoming an adult. Old enough to know that life can hurt. Young enough to still wonder why it had to. This isn't a story about having all the answers. It's about being another girl trying to survive the life that keeps finding new ways to leave its marks on her. I don't really have one person to tell all of this to. So I'm leaving it here. Out in the open. Maybe someone will understand. Maybe no one will. Either way, these thoughts deserved somewhere to exist besides my own mind. I'll try to make them interesting enough for you to stay. I hope you do.

He was still asleep. I slide my hand slowly into his pants and pulled it out being careful not to wake him. Before he could stir and notice I put it into my mouth and started to suck. Damn this tasted good, no wonder he kept it to himself. The sour citrus flavors of lemon and lime danced on my tongue as I kept sucking on the lollipop he didn't want to let me have. His eyes opened quickly surprising me, making me choke slightly on my own saliva. "Babe" he said softly. "If you really wanted the lollipop that much you should have just asked instead on taking it from my pocket". I let my head hang low, still with the lollipop in my mouth. "I know. I’m sorry, I just really wanted it and you were asleep so I took it" I could feel tears slowly forming in my eyes. "Hey don’t cry darling. It’s okay, it was for you anyway” he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tight to his chest "thank you" I said softly ----------------------------------------- Do you think your life would be normal if you 'half brother' who you don't know turns out to be someone you know and actually hate? would you life be normal if your 'sister' ends up dating him as well? your best friend in in-love with you and your mother is an alcoholic druggy who lives with an abusive husband, could life get any less confusing and complicated for Aroha or not?

Why was there a boy in my room? There was a boy in my room! "Shoo, shoo." I whacked him with the umbrella as he backed up next to the window. All I did was make a wish. Just a few words I called a sentence and a few sentences I called a paragraph. How was I supposed to know that it would turn out like this. What even was this? I was him. He was me. We were...we? "How can I be you!" I shouted in panic. This wasn't making sense. He? Me? We're...us? "Because I'm you." He answered calmly and my mouth dropped open. Wait, what? "How can you be me and I, you?" I bellowed, confused. This was way too much for the little brain cells I had left. "You're a boy!" "Okay, now that's just being sexist." He stated, leaning against my book case with a grin on his face. What the hell was going on!? ************************** Lenna Adams was living no easy life. Her once perfect family was now in ruins. She loved her dad, but now she felt nothing but hatred and disappointment towards him. She adored her mom, but now all she felt was pity towards her. She once appreciated her life too, but let's face it...everything was a mess in Lenna's life. He claimed he could help her. He claimed that he could make her enjoy life again. And the only way to do it, was to become her.