Истории Reasons

In which a girl writes down a person for 30 days explaining how that person killed her First book in the Action/Reaction series. {#2 in Short Story 2.11.15} Cover by: @imparitea

"I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie." Kat Stratford doesn't do boys, high school politics, or conformity. Eijiro Kirishima does pretty much anything if it's "manly" enough-including accepting a bribe to take the school's most terrifyingly independent senior to prom. He thought it was just a payday. She thought he was just another high school idiot. They were both completely wrong. Fandoms: My Hero Academia / 10 Things I Hate About You (1998) Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima x Kat Stratford Setting: Late '90s High School AU

Because they're everywhere, I tell you! Everywhere!! Oh, and the cover was by me. Not that anyone cares lol I'll update as frequently as possible. Or when I find a new cliche.

The chapters are random thoughts or conversations between a girl and a boy or a couple. Each chapter is a snapshot of their life. Authors Note/Disclaimer: I don't own any of the pictures used in here and they belong to their rightful owners. But the ideas in this story belongs only to me and the story is purely my own imagination. The stories doesn't refer to any person dead or alive. Kindly, contact me if you find my story in some other websites or it is similar to someone's work. Lastly, please so no plagiarism! Thank you!

"Medha!Are you listening to yourself, your FATHER is dead!" "So?" "Medha..."

Yiren is an ordinary 14 year old girl, what makes her feel apart from the world is that shes shy, she doesn't have friends and doesn't talk to anyone. Everything changes in her life when something happends that changes his life forever. After that...Yiren becomes someone who won't talk to anyone at all, not even to his family and will only comunicate just by writing in a noter book/phone or settling his head to anwer to yes or no. Years later, Yiren meets someone at her college and that person tries to comunicate with her and wants to change the fact that she can't talk. #17 in MOMENT now #23 #36 in SCRIPT # 57 in KINDNESS #1 in THOGHTS # 9 in UNBROKEN

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I heed my call from me to you. Although thou can't hear; near nor a far. From the beginning 'til the end, you've listened; lent a hand. Truly disappointing, That you seem to be avoiding. It hurts, my heart did burst. If only we could redo all things way back 2017, Where we don't interfered with one another. Where we were totally strangers with no memories together. Nevertheless, I'd write this to you, So my words could reach many. Though, they won't be able to hear, they would be able to read. Read what my heart wants to tell you. From then 'til now. From me to you. I hope I see a future together with you. - Hitorio // 10:34 PM // August 4, 2021

I give God all the glory for making this possible. I pray this humble book finds its way to a soul in need. May it touch the hearts of those who are searching for God's purpose in all that life unfolds.

It's just a Story I create from what I feel inside it can be triggering and depressing so proceed with caution

Is age does really matter? The story between Mika and Marko.

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Leaving two years ago wasn't hard for Olivia. She needed it for herself. She needed to get away and she needed a fresh start, and that's what she got. Now she's back and is forced to face a part of her past that she ran away from... will she finally be ready for it? This is a story about love, friendship, and second chances. Sometimes you don't realize what you have until it's gone. Sometimes the timing just isn't right for things to happen yet. Sometimes you need to figure things out on your own. And sometimes the universe decides to give you another chance. Everything happens for a reason.

A declaration of love for all the stories of the world.

This is a compilation of poems that I made. Sorry for the wrong grammars

"The sent bar said it was from Louis Tomlinson. No no no. That couldn't be. That was impossible. Louis had taken a cocktail of pills and washed it down with a bottle of vodka two weeks ago." Harry didn't know Louis very well. He didn't know why he seemed to like those girls that weren't good for him. He didn't know why he hung out with the wrong people. He didn't know why he didn't tell anyone what he was going through before everything happened. And he didn't know why Louis had taken his own life. He would frequently ask himself the same questions. "Why didn't I notice? Why didn't I try to save him? What could I have done? Why didn't he tell me?" Until one day, when he recieved an e-mail, and he stopped asking questions.