Quietness Stories

Short story. A girl who wanted her stories to be published, but she was too scared. Until she met someone who inspires her to.

At the loss of his best friend the boys heart begin darken and soon enough it was as cold as ice, but as the familiar girl comes back she melts the ice from his heart. A/N: Hey y'all! I changed the story a lot! So it's pretty different! Will, I hope y'all enjoy this book! I tried my very best to make this so what decent! ~Enjoy~

A short story of a peaceful beach house being enjoyed by the new owner when suddenly, it's erupted by her worst nightmare.

Just that shy girl

When you get tired of being in love with someone who doesn't appreciate you

She's misunderstood Quiet as a mouse With her messy hair And her blank stare But deep inside Are vivid thoughts She notices everything But hardly gets noticed She overlooked

A simple story of love, life & heartbeat. ©2020_thesimpleflower

Every type of emotion is in here, i want people to be able to relate to what i write and understand it.

Imagine living in a massive world without sounds. Surrounded by darkness and endless quietness can eventually kill your frustrations. The lights of hope is nowhere to be seen and you're forever be drowned by silence and darkness. Read this to find out the experience of how Deaf people, especially this main character, Harper Bell, feel in everyday life. Will she able to escape the silence? How does she ended up standing nowhere in the strange world? Is it a dream or is it real? This story is based on a real life experience as a Deaf person.

Emma a princess, longing for what she had not seen since she was a child, happiness. Will she find what she longs for? Will she call in love? ❌read to find out❌

A collection of English poems that I made. English is a very formal language, huh? "Unless you go to the too far. You're kind of wasting your life, in my opinion." -Chuck Palahniuk

Arabella Michael has been through extremely rough times since her childhood. All of these insignificantly major incidents, have impacted greatly on her personality, disturbing her alot. Futhermore, the recents deaths of her mother, sister and bestfriend, in a tragic accident, have taken a major toll on her. And now, she has shut down all social interactions and attachments, limiting herself to only her own thoughts. But what will happen when she meets Ethan Carter, a fellow college student, someone who is willing to talk her out of her emptiness and make her change. Can she even change now? Will it be possible for her to come out of the dark ocean she has been drowning in, for whole 19 years?

You'd think roses represent love, right? Not here. Here roses mean new beginnings. This is my third attempt at poetry, but this poem does not rhyme and I have written it in a different style that I'm accustomed to. Please read and enjoy

Hello again my little kittens!

I clenched the cold, metal, silver armrests of the chair. My heart was thumping louder than the sound of a thousand horses hooves during a stampede. My eyes were burning. Lumps were forming in my throat. I was doing my absolute best not to break down and start crying. My hands were shaking. My teeth were chattering. I took a deep breath with an effort to calm myself down. The pungent clean hospital aroma entered my nose. My hands wrapped around my legs, and I curled up into a small ball. I did the only thing I could. I took long deep breaths. I hoped and prayed. "God, please make my parents be okay, I'll do anything." I couldn't help the tears that came rolling out of my eyes after that. It was hard to believe that I had no control over this situation. I had no control over my parents' survival. The only thing I could do was hope. Only a few hours ago, we were the ideal perfect family, eating breakfast around our round table. We were happy, I wold give anything to turn back time, to go back to that beautiful time. Now, every time I saw a family rejoice or welcome a new baby, I would get jealous. I wanted to feel my mother's touch, to hear my fathers laugh. We were sitting in our minivan, going to the county fair. My mother was in the front seat, my dad was driving. I was sitting in the back. Taylor Swift's "Never Grow Up" played through the car's speakers. My mother was telling stories of when I was young. My father was telling jokes. We were laughing, smiling, carefree. We were blind to the fact that the driver behind us would take all of that joy away in the next moment. He swerved left to right. He sped up and smashed against the side of our van. Shattered glass flew everywhere, scraping my legs. My mother yelled, "Honey, are you.." She abruptly paused. "MOM," I screamed. No answer. "DAD,"I yelled. No answer. My mother's eyes were closed. My father's eyes were lifeless staring straight ahead. I shook them. "MOM, DAD, SAY SOMETHING, I LOVE YOU!" No answer.

Not my quotes

Why is there a wrong notion about Introvert. Why have people wrong believes about Introvert. Here I will prove you that introvert are must for a human development. I am an introvert. I came to know it about a few days ago. It was mesmerising when I did come to know about my own self. I want to express people my emotions in some situations through this story

Quick poems about Naruto characters. Be warned, some may be dark. Please comment and vote! Second compilation will come out soon! Started: October 20th, 2018 Ended: October 29th, 2018 Enjoy!