Realitycheck Stories

Glowing lights of the starry nights, blasting music, engines roaring are the fantasies for rocking night. Just like this in this blasting night, the other half of the city adds up evn a penny for a peaceful drive. __________________________________________________ The two worlds in a same center, poles of rage apart. One bruns in the blasting epitome, knows the importance of life and another blaze follows a Symphony to exist, acknowledges importance in life.

OS of YRKKH-4

"My family has a truly exceptional backstory. My father, a true hero, emerged victorious against the formidable Blanket Dragon and met my mother at the celebratory gathering. He hails from another world. My name is Jay Mertens and I have a twin sister, Bonnie. We are currently on a mission to find our father, who has returned to his world." Or Two twins are attempting to locate their father by traveling to his world. (A fanfiction based on Adventure Time's "Puhoy" episode: What if Finn found the door and returned to his world, but his children searched for him?)

A pinch of Reality.

Quarantine life turns horrible day by day. Boredom hits really hard which incurred some confused thoughts in Author's mind. Tried to pen down my random thoughts. Am not a pro in writing, but these thoughts stir my brain since long time. Apologies for flaws in advance.

This is not just a story - it's about dreams, falling, and rising again. 🌸 Alyssa Blossoms 🌸 Just an ordinary girl... working at a shrimp factory, selling houses, and taking care of 12 cats. But she has an extraordinary dreams : To sit and sip coffee by the Bosphorus, with the soothing sound of the Marmara Sea in her ears... To breathe the air of another world, To feel the wind gently touch her face and hair... To walk around Turkiye with flowers in her hands, high heels on her feet, and a smile that says, "I made it." Finally... I'm here now! 💃 This story isn't just about love. It's about finding strength when everyone else walks away. Because dreams aren't wrong-giving up.. This I promise you... You'll fall in love with Alyssa's life journey. ❤

Your so lucky to be born into a Muslim house hold. Others have to go through so much to find Islam. Your blessed by Allah. That's what they say. Yet why do I still have to fight? Why do i feel so empty inside? Why can I not cry my heart out to my Creator? "It is in the remembrance of Allah alone that the hearts really find peace" [Surah Al-Ra'd: 28] I want to feel that peace. I want to remember Allah and get that weight of my chest. And if I have to, i will find that peace. I will find peace. ~~~ This is the story of a girl named Safia Khalid who experiences a spiritual journey to Islam. This book touches on a lot of topics including deen, self love, self improvement etc. ~~~ THIS PIECE OF WRITING IS MY WORK. Username: uptodamoon NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO STEAL MY WORK OR COPY ANY PART OF IT.

Bahot saal pehle ki baat hai... Waise bore nahi karna chahti, isliye seedha point pe aati hoon-ye kahaani hai un kuch saalon ki... jo zyada purani bhi nahi, aur itni nayi bhi nahi. College ke din... Unke baad wale din... Kuch choti moti fights (thodi zyada hi), Kuch asli wali friendships, Thoda sa pyaar vyaar... Aur beech beech mein reality checks. Simple si kahaani hai... Thoda sa tum... Thoda sa main.

You'd think that when Kara and her friend, Amanda, are sucked into 'The Legend of Zelda,' Link and Dark Link would fall in love after many melodramatic scenes (there's only one bed, oHnOoOOO!), they'd have a great adventure, and all would be just peachy. But that isn't life. No one wants to hear their trauma is a video game, that though they're a princess they're doomed to one-sided love for good storytelling, or that their identity doesn't go beyond being a sub-boss for a water temple. But Kara and Amanda want to change that, which sets Miyomoto, the creator of 'The Legend of Zelda', out for their blood. And should he fail to kill them, there's always the flood to wipe things clean. Link/OC/Dark Link, OC/Ganondorf

In the quiet, federally-approved suburb of "The Gardens," Eli Peterson's life is a masterclass in predictability. He wears the same khaki uniform, drinks the same instant coffee, and pressure-washes his driveway with a devotion that borders on the religious. In a world of gray-beige houses and identical mailboxes, Eli is safe. Eli is normal. But Jennifer, the woman at 416 Evergreen Lane, is an anomaly. Jennifer is a cartographer of places that don't exist. Armed with a brass theodolite and shimmering parchment, she maps the "Subliminal Sea" and the "City of Forgotten Names" right across Eli's manicured lawn. When the boundary between Eli's mundane reality and Jennifer's impossible territories begins to "glitch," Eli is forced to confront a devastating truth: his perfect life might just be a gilded cage, and the woman he's drawn to might be the very system designed to keep him inside. In a reality where every sunset is programmed and every lawn is a lie, can you ever truly find the edge of the map?

A personal diary of observations from a single day, where beauty and ugliness, harmony and chaos coexist side by side. Walks through hills, streets, and forgotten corners become moments of reflection on life, presence, and simple truths. Honest, contemplative, and slightly philosophical - a quiet inner voice that sees more than meets the eye.

The real metaphor if you can understand it.

How I feel and shit like that. I like poems.. I think.

To be found out..

An orphaned girl who is forced at a very young age to be a mercenary (hit man/girl), has to endure unfortunate circumstances ripping apart her life. She is determined to not let what happened to her happen to others and is dead set on protecting people. She pain-stakingly works to save lives and solve murders by a serial killer. Trust is the one thing she never gives out recklessly. Terrifyingly realistic occurrences that involve broken bones and ALOT of twists you won't even expect. ~A/N: I just want to say that this story is completely fictional and is not based on anyone. All the names that are in this story are made up directly by me. If it reminds you of a similar occurance in one of her situations, I apologize. But I doubt that would happen.