Restrictions Stories

'We set the rules, you follow them. Disobeying us will lead to grave consequences.' The year is 2048, Euthanasia was never this way before, it was a country of the people, for the people and by the people, but now it's a country of 'The Government', it watches every move you make, reads every thought you have, controls everything you do inside the boundaries of the country. CCTV's everywhere watch you all the time, one wrong move and you're history. In this world of restrictions, rebels Akshay, Robert, Sana, Alisha and Sam decide to change the rules and possibly dethrone the government, bringing Euthanasia back to it's former glory. But, can they dethrone the government without getting killed by it?

Amanda Walker is from the future- the year 3002. She lives in a society very different from ours, so to speak. No Junk Food, and so many other strange restrictions. Also, she's a computer genius. Her country's history is hidden from society. What if she's the one who figured it all out?

This is a dystopian novel about people who can't fall in love, only forced to have children due to the government. There is no marriage, and you can't keep your children, until Annabeth and Blake come along. The government selects a man and a woman every month to get together and have a baby. Then, after 9 months, the woman gives birth to the child. Then, she gives the child to the government and the government assigns a care giver to the child. The care giver can't be chosen to have a baby because she or he has already done it 5 times, or they couldn't do it in the first place. Special thanks to @frostune for making this amazing cover!!

In a growing city, one must consider oneself to be growing too, no? Yet what happens when you are utterly bound by the so called constrictions forged by your own society? If your own family hate you to the point that you dead face would bring nothing but indifference, why live? But I do. My tale may be considered to be that of woe or wars, yet to me, it is my life and circumstances have brought me to accept it. But I fight. I fight for him, for me, for us. I fight because I can, because I have to. I fight to prove, that my skin colour is not all that there is to me. Don't I have the right to fall in love?

This story is about a girl who was

In which the liar meets his match.

so it's a story about how a girl imagines about having a boyfriend but can't have one because of her family.

Tw eating disorders obviously this isn't poetry it's just me trying to write what I hear in my brain.

The poem starts by a reminder that every creature that is taking birth in this world was and is an it, a piece of flesh before life enters it( It is believed in some cultures that life enters a embryo only after 40 days of conception). Life divides it to she and he where both are epitome of perfection. But humans tend to fight against each other to suppress one another. This is the poem which tells the story of a she who faced all atrocities done towards her by society, crashed and failed many times but regained all her strength and waged a war against the whole world, not for her but for her little girl who have to survive in this savage world, she fought a war all alone so that her future generation can survive in love, respect and happiness. Dreaming of a world that says with honor and pride that "YES, IT IS A SHE", yes my child is a girl.

Kate's life is so difficult.She is kind at heart,innocent and obedient.She is so scared of her parents and always do things told by them.She has no bonding with her mom but loves her dad endlessly.Since her parents are narrow minded,her life is full of restrictions and because of this she hated her life as it was very difficult for her to live with so many restrictions.All of a sudden she falls in love but because of her parents.......

This poem expresses the real life situations of many people including me, where we forget about ourselves, forget to ask who i am what do i want. Instead starts running following others as if we are in a race, life is not a race but it is a chance to identify who we are and what we want. It should not be like a feather that moves in the direction of an external force but like a river that find its own unique ways in by its internal force. Life is a test which calculates how extent have we identified ourselves, where we can be we only by death, where the life escapes from this loop of time and cage of body.

There are certain things that not every (specifically) indian girl gets to experience.. This is a story about an indian teenage girl who.. when she finally gets everything she has ever craved for; for so long but pushes it away for one or the other reason! This story consists of all the fantasies♥ wishes★and dreams• a normal teenager might have( like finding the perfect guy/girl,adventure,best friends for life!). So if you are a teenager and a normal one at that, you might find some or all of her wishes to be of your own . (reply if it is true for you) ☆★ THIS IS TO EVERYONE who hope at least one of the things they wish for COMES TRUE★☆

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Everyone thinks Millie Miller has it all together, but when the cracks start to show, the one person who notices is the boy she swore she'd never forgive. She has spent years carrying everyone else-until the weight becomes too much to carry alone. "The thing about Millie Miller was that everyone thought she was impossible to break. They were wrong." "If you had called me, I would've come."

This is a poem discussing the issue of black lives and police brutality and sharing the burdens of the ones who died. This poem symbolizes that we are bounded by chains; if we don't solve these issues, we can never soar. This is a song is for the ones who died.

A topical tempoem inspired by the Covid-19 pandemic

This book is gets very intends throughout the story

Once upon a time in a far away land called Bloomswood lived a teenage girl called Opal. Opal wasn't like the rest of the basic b*tches in Bloomswood, unlike them she slayed to the high heavens and everything about her was always on fleek. But Opal couldn't show off this fleekyness to anyone due to her torturous parents who'd keep her locked away in her bedroom away from all civilization. She'd beg and plead to be let out for one night but her pleas fell upon deaf ears.... My pen stopped scribbling after 30 minutes of writing non stop. My eyes scanned the classroom. Noticing that most people hadn't bothered to write anything and the ones that did had wrote reams and reams. Reading back over my work I decided that maybe it wasn't wise to use the word bitches in a creative writing essay so crossed it out. But "basic girls" didn't have the same effect. Ugh, I hate having to water stuff down for school. Off topic, but imagine if someone wrote a story about my life. It would be hella boring as I don't do anything. Just like Opal locked away in a damn tower. Should call me Opunzel.