Historias de Recollection

To those that made me the person I am today, I dedicate this to you. This is a mere recollection of my thoughts as I go through my senior year of Highschool. A Diary of sorts, and a place where I share a range from my intimate memories to shallow thoughts.

Life's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue

Welcome to my garden of thoughts, I advise you to stop and smell the flowers, looker deeper in its inner beauty, and pick some if you like. However; this garden is different. I only grow bluebells, and you'll later find out why. I invite you to the bluebell society. We hope you enjoy your stay. # 137 is poesia #33 in poetry book (Thank you so much guys for the support so far, it means a lot to me that I can share my writing with others 💙)

A Friday reflection on the value of Jesus in the gospels.

It was the year 2300, world hunger was solved, poverty was gone, free trade had been established and energy had been made abundant; wars were over. The worst era had ended and a truly perfect one had started, or so it was thought. This is a recollection of the day the clouds started to fall.

A medida que mi vida avanza, transcribo en un maltrecho cuaderno, mis vivencias, desamores, eventos cómicos y paisajes que llenan el corazón.

An ode to the memory of an old friend

A collection of 1: my thoughts, 2: recollections, 3: attempts at poetry, 4: and short stories Do not copy/repost/steal.

"river of certain thoughts and emotions can never be tamed, the survivor can never be the one to be blamed..." __ Jo just another book in continuation of my phoenix.

After a long night of debauchery, Simon Parker wakes up to a difficult morning made none easier by the sudden discovery of a tattoo he has no recollection of getting. In his quest to understand its origin and meaning, he digs deeper and deeper into the hole in his memory and finds out just how much a life can change overnight.

Months after the defeat of andross a new threat emerges can fox and his crew come out on top or will all of laylat fall into darkness and what role does ash ketchum play?

A 20th-century fur trader recollects his life: his friends, his experiences, the places he visited, his beliefs, all in a somewhat cronological order as the memories come back to him.

This is not your typical romance. Yes, Erin loves Austin and he loves her; however, these are a series of memories--recollections if you will--throughout their relationship. Majority are told from Erin's perspective, but occasionally Austin will tell some of the tales from his point of view.

If we are nothing but karmic residue, what pursuit is there in life? Who is the saddest girl, the saddest boy? Is love worth it when it brings pain? Where do we go when hope is gone? This story wallows in the deep basins of depression we have all experienced at one time or another, and the startling suddenness of joy. Open and enjoy.

A Story I've been writing for some time. Yes there is a lot of Grammar Mistakes and well... I dunno just nervous posting stuff that I Written. This is essentially a Fanfiction based on the Book Series Super Powereds by Drew Hayes. The Face Claim for Alex is Haruka Oozora. The Setting is set when the Class of Legends was in the HCP also there's a bit before like during her childhood.

Upon returning to the Leaf, Team 7 is now closer than ever. Naruto begins apprenticing Lady Tsunade as Sakura begins to move forward in life with her new boyfriend. Sasuke starts training to become an ANBU and Sai forms close bonds with some unlikely characters. But as relationships grow closer so does a new enemy. This 'new' enemy is one they know, but don't. As death threats begin to fly in and the enemy begins to raise their ugly head, Team 7 comes back with a blaze. *Contains mature themes and sexual content. Read at your own risk.

All Of My poems

“i want the kind of love that picks me up, throws me against a wall, drags me under the current, pulls me apart, and takes the time to put me together again.”- rose buchanan they were in love. then, they weren't.

This might be too far but I also believe friendship break-ups are one of the most hurtful experiences. It's a kind of pain that's hard to heal from or handle in its own way.