Recount Stories

4 young girls have powers and defeat villains, in this book they save Santa and save Christmas.

Not every party is the same. They come in all sizes and shapes, with endings that might not be what you want. Mike doesn't know this. He doesn't except anything. Oh what a surprise he's in for! Cover uses photo taken by Wojtek Pacześ.

My name is X. WAS. My name was X. I must advise my tale is not for everyone. If you are upset by mentions of suicide, self harm, abuse, rape, and murder, do not feel obligated to read my story. I don't want to harm. I lost everything at the tender age of 12. My life hadn't even begun. I had never been anywhere and I didn't have a good relationship with my family. I was in the seventh grade. I didn't know who I was as a person. And now I will never know. This isn't some inspirational story about someone who loses family and is then raped and ends up as an adult in therapy healing and living their life. Nothing about my story is inspirational. This whole story is a work of non-fiction. The names of people are changed, however all places and events mentioned exist or existed. My name is X. Let me show you my hell.

This Story is based on a completely true story about my encounter with the almighty ogre. Thankyou for listening

This is my first story. It's about a girl telling her point of view over her friends life and death. Her friend had a difficult life, and this tells of her ways of coping, her ups and downs. Her family issues and her social problems. If you want to know more read it :~) Vote me, follow me, just do something to show me you're interested. Thanks xo

this is a description of what happened to me in August 2015 I have this recollection every night-- please ignore grammar and syntax-- it was written as a vent but I wanted to share

Detailing the points in my life that lead me to where I am now.

A short poem describing the damage that altering a recount of an event in life can cause on both parties.

Name: Dian Purnama NIM: 20200213008 Subject: Interpersonal Writing

You are fine. You're okay. But you behave like you aren't. So are you really? Are you really okay? For me, I create this because as someone who considers herself 'healthy', I believe I will always be unwell. I feel as though my life will always be an endless array of me behaving in accordance with my habits that have formed from my mental health. How your mind and your behaviours sometimes don't work together. Maybe in some case they never will. This is how it feels, to be okay, but to act in a way that you are not. This is habits of depression.

my raw feelings about my love really. but i can't keep them inside anymore. but warning you all this book will be very messy.

The Kelly gang is an old Australian gang of bushrangers. Constable Fitzpatrick strikes the Kelly's household expecting to catch that horse-stealing swine! But something goes terribly wrong.

Just a small thing I wrote up for a competition about a monster.

I have never condoned cheating in my life; never even understood why someone would want to cheat on someone else. And since forever, I've wanted to know how it starts.