Safezone mga kuwento

Nadra Fareeha selalu menganggap bahawa Yazzed Arman adalah rumah untuk hatinya pulang buat selamanya. Namun, harapan yang menjerat hati itu retak pabila 'rumah' itu sendiri sudah mempunyai penghuni lain. Hidupnya dihantui bayang-bayangan yang tak pernah berhenti. Gelap, suram, sunyi, akan sentiasa menemani dunia Nadra. Sehinggalah... munculnya seorang lelaki yang hadir dalam hidup Nadra tanpa dijangka. Dia, Uqail Zayyan, seorang fotografer profesional yang cukup terkenal di kalangan orang-orang. Tetapi, adakah pertemuan yang kian kerap itu akan membawa kehangatan buat hati Nadra? "Saya tak yakin dengan awak." - Nadra Fareeha - "Saya tak paksa awak, Nadra. Kita semua manusia biasa, insan yang lemah. Luahlah dekat saya supaya awak rasa lega walaupun sedikit. Saya boleh jadi tempat bergantung awak." - Uqail Zayyan - Adakah dengan kehadiran Uqail, hidup Nadra akan lebih berwarna? "Saya sentiasa ada. Jangan risau, okay?" - Uqail Zayyan - Bagaimanakah kelanjutan kisah mereka? Dengan siapakah Nadra akan berakhir? Bagaimanakah pengakhiran Uqail dan Nadra? - 201% idea dari otak sendiri - No plagiarism allowed - Banyak kesalahan - Maaf jika ia tak memenuhi ekspektasi anda - Tak suka, tak perlu baca. Tiada paksaan buat anda. Start : 5 April 2026 End : -

Aria has spent most of her life hiding behind quiet words, half-formed thoughts, and invisible walls. At twenty-three, after the culmination of years of family pressure, inner doubts, and unspoken pain, she finds herself admitted to a mental health clinic. It is here, among sterile corridors and muted light, that she begins to confront what she has long avoided: herself. Dr. Anya Suriya is assigned to guide her through the difficult work of healing. Calm, intelligent, and empathetic, Anya represents both authority and refuge. Aria struggles at first to speak, to trust, to believe that anyone could hold her fragility without breaking it. But slowly, carefully, a connection forms subtle, tender, charged with emotions Aria has never allowed herself to feel. As therapy sessions unravel years of trauma and silence, Aria begins to discover something deeper: that healing is not just surviving pain, but learning to live in it; that love is not just an external comfort, but a reflection of how she can embrace herself. Where Love Meets Silence is a poignant and intimate journey of trauma, self-discovery, and forbidden romance a story about how the heart learns to heal while daring to trust again.

Paige Trent was given the nickname Cinderella when she got married to her Prince Charming. Her life if written by someone else would indeed claim her as the modern day Cinderella. But if you asked Paige for her story then you will realize how true is the statement that advises us never to judge a book by it's cover. Cover Credit : oye_nakhrewaali/IF

A very simple question , I want to ask from all people . Name the holiest / purest thing change fastest into sinner/ wicked?

Oh, Hello! If you are looking at this, you might have some interest in my sketching! I typically do sketching and occasionally do digital art. I draw mainly characters, backgrounds, and practice occasionally. I can explain more in the book, so open up and see!

What more than a zombie apocalypse?

Angela, "Angel", Olson is a perfect girl in a perfect world. No one knows what pain feels like, no one knows grief, no one except for those who have suffered the wrath of the government. Angel lives with her younger brother, Hugo, goes to the most prestigious school in her city and is insanely intelligent. She has has a photographic memory and has a knack for electronics. She is perfect for a job at Zapp Electric in the programming department, that is, until she is framed for murder. Something as serious as murder gave her an immediate 50 strikes, in this world, you get a strike for something small like hurting someone even if accidental and Angel had never gotten one. 50 strikes, you're out, the government comes to you and injects you with a drug that painlessly puts you in an eternal sleep. How will Angel get out of this horrible conundrum she has been shoved into?

A compilation of all my thoughts that I want to share in hopes that it would make one feel less lonely, understood, and safe. As I share my own thoughts, I would love and appreciate if you could all join me and share thoughts of your own by using the comment feature :) Whatever runs through your mind, may it be related to my entries or not, you are free to express how you feel. All is welcome, this is a safespace, and I hope we all keep it that way.

Childish acts? Venting? Random thoughts? You can express yourself here. This may be called your safe zone. 2022-12-30 - ???

The first of many breaks for your Journey

Zombis have taken over. Zombies who think like humans and act like them also. They have there own ranking systems like an army. They communicate with each other and move in packs with a plan in mind. Its up to one man to try and put a stop to this, but having found no one else alive what is he going to do?

To all the crazy people who actually have a plan or wants a plan to survive the apocalypse. Also known as, wherever you are, whoever you are. if you don't have THE green card or you are a loved one to someone who has THE green card... this is for you 😉

Leave a comment of ANY ship from the following fandoms along with a prompt and I'll write something for you :p -Seven Deadly Sins -Black Butler -Ouran High School Host Club -Fairy Tail -My Hero Academia -Inuyasha -Harry Potter -Throne Of Glass -A Court Of Thorns and Roses -Percy Jackson (I'm open for suggestions if you have a ship/fandom not listed)

This is a rant zone and a safe zone for everyone. Where each "page" is a topic, you choose the page you want with the topic you want to join and talk/rant about.

a collection of alliterations documented on thriving emotions that dwell inside me (and probably you, too) this collection of short poems may consist of subjects that bring up the following: depression, alcohol/drug abuse, and faulty language. read at your own will!

Hi, I'm Elara and this is story about one day, what changed my life forever. ... It was normal day, not different from the others. ... Present: I am hiding in science class, alone, doors are blocked by benches and I am looking with tears in my eyes, out of the window on my classmates, teachers, friends... they are all... ... English is not my first language, so I apologize for the mistakes Story is inspired by all of us are dead

On hold

"Hi." Constance waves at the camera. "My name is Constance." The camera zooms in on Marcy. She nervously looks at the camera. "Marcy." She says with a small wave. "And that's Skylar." Constance says gesturing to a tall blonde headed boy. He quickly waves, too busy fumbling with a bag of skittles. "And this is..." She says excitedly with jazz hands. She keeps smiling waiting for Marcy to say her part, she nudges her. Marcy looks up at the camera with confusion. "Oh yeah.." She clears her throat. "The Outbreak." She says with matching jazz hands. The camera pans out. "Well.. as you know I am the main character of this story." Constance says with a smug look. Skylar rolls his eyes. "How come you get to be the main character?" "Because the story is coming from MY point of view." Constance snaps. Skylar mumbles something under his breath and continues eating his skittles. "Anyways.." Constance continues. "Why couldn't we be put in a different story." Marcy says annoyed. "Because it's not our choice." Constance says with irritation. "Now, will you let me finish, these people need to know who and what they're reading about." Marcy folds her arms. "Well I don't like whoever wrote this book." Constance rolls her eyes. "It's not like the person who wrote this is an antisocial weirdo who just sits in their bed all day eating cereal and wrote this book because she doesn't have a life. This is serious!" Constance exclaims while throwing her hands up in the air. Marcy looks at her. "Wait, how do you know it's a she?" Constance groans in frustration. "That's not important!" "I'm ready to leave this dump." Skylar chimes in. "Yeah, it smells like sour milk in here." Marcy says while scrunching up her face. "Wait! I didn't even get to tell them about the best part!" Marcy rolls her eyes. "I think you've told them enough." Constance finally gives up. "Fine..."She waves a goodbye at the camera. "Enjoy the story!" She yells before Skylar shuts the camera off.