Repeating Stories

A drabble for the November 21, 2025 weekend write-in prompt - repeated

Bruno x OC

lol Just follow meh pls Now my best friend Idk if she's still my friend but she's mad cuz I made a book about me going to delete this account and I think it's bull sh¡T to get mad over on little thing I might just give it to her to make her be happy ill do anything to make her happy mostly trenitie she's been what I'm going through she knows all of my secrets (some) and I love u guys as a friend and have a good life we all care about you......... :D Depressed lately I've been acting to be happy I'm in a major depression help me I NEED SERIOUS HELP If you guys want me to be emo just comment down below and ill tell the results in the next book Life gets boring and harder as you grow up, what I'm trying to say that you be reborn, now your in 1-9 years of age, after those years here comes your pre teens and teenagers, after those horrible years your a Fucking young adult which passes me off I don't want to keep going, your just basically repeating life and dieing again

Just a fun little story.

About two hundred years ago the starry world J'ale, was Godless. Then on a particularly indigo night, an Eldritch colored Znanik, Ragio, was spoken to by a cloud of fog. The fog introduced itself as Leropsis it called itself a Sa of Balance and just. It told Ragio that the world they lived in was perfect and that it wanted it to say that way- beautiful and perfect without war, without famine, without evil. It asked that Ragio be it's voice, to tell the clans of the will of their new deity. Ragio accepted. Years later, disguised in the same fog, Berkorki, a Sa of Chaos and Discord visited Ragio. Berkorki was jealous and disgusted with the perfect Haven Leropsis created, for they were incapable of perfection and balance. Acting in Leropsis' place, Berkorki instructed the construction of 'guardians'. Helhimers as they called them, the fog took the form of a stone statue that resembled that of a large mouth serpent. They told Ragio that dark times were to arrive and that the guardian status would ward off the impending evil. 200 hundred years later- disaster struck and it was the last thing Ragio and his kin expected.

Repeat Dreams are what I like to call dreams that I have had multiple times, but the time of having the first dream and having the same one the second time are months to years apart from each other. And these of of course only the ones I remember having before and having them again and remembering it since you don't always remember your dreams. Any spelling, grammar, punctuation, run on sentences, etc will not be fixed strictly because I wake up and immediately write the explanation in my notes app. This isn't an actual story, this is just my dreams and happenings that I want to share with people. So every mistake will stay a mistake. My repeat dreams and an explanation, comparison, chaos, and yeah. Nothing like my other stories, these are my actual dreams and dreams that have repeated themselves twice of more times. And the entire thing is written in my notes app to copy and paste to other places later. I also don't only have repeat Dreams, I also get dreams of things that look like they could or would happen irl and then it actually does happen irl, I like to call those ones deja vu since that's what it feels like when it happens irl and then I remember I had a dream about it. Maybe I should make a deja vu book too cuz I clearly remember all my deja vu happenings.

is it sugar sweet? (context: the date these were posted is not true. I began this in 2021, and some chapters are out of date due to me returning to this and deleting parts to replace them with something else.)

A girl who doesn't know what she is made for. She is constantly moving and hopes she and her family has finally settled in her new home. She visits her first day of high school which leads her to an unexpected surprise.

(sequel sequel to Toxic and in love) Stella a high school girl who never shows up due to a chronic illness and Salem (Arson) who always needs attention their friendship blossoms. - this is being written sorta as it happens. Earlier chapters were in 2021.

UPDATE: I'm slow to update and just ran out of ideas but soon I'll post more hopefully The following contains stories, whether scary, calming or funny, unrealistic or realistic, to realistic it will be a mystery.

A girl lives a rather drab life in her final high school semester, living alone and having her own struggles to fit in. 'On a random day, a new student is introduced to a few of her classes. A boy with curly brown hair just transferred from another school, though no one really knows much about him. Over the next couple of weeks, our girl makes an effort get to know this mysterious student as she slowly realizes more and more common interests they seem to share... But little does she - or anyone - know exactly how dangerous of a decision it was to even try to get to know The Boy With The Curly Brown Hair.' . . . CONTENT WARNING; This story depicts scenes of violence, gore, mental illness, and traumatic concepts and themes that may be triggering to some individuals, please read at your own discretion. . . . Hello! Thank you for checking out my short story! This story is actually 100% based off of a dream I had and never forgot, and (more excitingly) this story's concept will eventually be developed into an indie short horror experience... Once I learn how to do that. But for now, if you enjoy this story or my writing, keep an eye out for future projects that are in the works!

"I wish I had time for this.. but-" that's all that he wanted to say to her, That's all he wanted to say to Alle. But he never finds time to say it. Jae is a 24 year old guy who is best friend Alle wedding who was the same age as him. After some mental preparation he accepted this fact that she's never gonna love her, or knows that she even loves him. Losing someone that he loves to someone else because he was too scared was already tough on him. But losing someone entirely is something else. As Fate says it, you can't change destiny and to prove it. It's gonna be something extraordinary.

it's kinda a vent but also a poem

......Who? Who was she... I can't remember what she looked like... ...Her face is a blurred memory... She's there yet... I can't remember... But I can't forget She was always sad... She was always there watching the animatronics I... I see her every time I close my eyes... She always says the same thing "...It's time you remember..."

This is my thinking or speculation about the clues I have been noticing. Yes, it is tied to spiritual aspects in recognizing clues and signs.

A free style poem.