Safezone Stories

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.

I'm not trying to do anything fancy here, not trying to make something insanely special. This is...we...just me. This is a book where I'm going to basically talk about a lot of things and issues that I think about on a day to day basis. It's also going to be maybe a bit of a biography I guess. Talk about why I am the way I am, tell stories, make jokes. But also touch of some real issues. Most of which are LGBTQ, relationships, mental issues of many kinds, the advice I'd give. I wanna stress that these are just /my/ opinions. This is just me, my voice, my thoughts. This will also be a safe zone of all kinds. LGBTQ especially, any bullying of any kind will immediately earn a blocking from yours truly. This will also act like a chat room of sorts, so feel free to comment whatever your thinking and I'll reply as soon as possible ;) The first chapter will have more information, so please, go check it out!

Do you ever have those nights where the mood lighting is perfect, the music gets you in the feels, and you just let your mind wander? I tend to around midnight, or in the very early hours of the morning. Each chapter in the story was written during a night I let my mind wander off to whatever topics it wanted. However, in letting my mind do that, I transform not only my thoughts, but my surroundings into a story format and scene so it's easier for the reader to understand what I see, think, and hear. Every part of this "book" is my thoughts so I assume not everyone will agree with me since it's constructed around my opinions. Though I don't say that to turn you off from reading, I just wanted to say that I don't mean to offend anyone. Please keep the community peaceful and respectful. This is simply my mind's journeys at midnight that offer me peace at mind the next day and help keep me grounded to Earth. A step back from everyday life, into reality, to see things for what they truly are. A personal reflection during the notorious witching hour. *irregular updates* Comments are always open for discussions.

Just a space where I have my poetry out in the world, be prepared to feel

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LOVE IS LOVE. Come join me and others part of the LGBTQ+ Family as we share stories and have fun! No hate! just love!!!! ♡♡♡

Hundreds of miles away from our favorite group of Zombie Apocalypse survivors, we find a ragtag group that has stumbled upon a woman that has all the answers... and the one thing they need more than anything else; hope for a future. Submission for the Elsewhere Anthology sponsored by @wattzombie and @walkingdeadveterans. 2000 words

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

just my original random poetry

Leave your opinion on my ideas, and feel free to write a suggestion for what I should wright next!

Art booooooookkkkkkkk! COVER IS NOT MADE BY ME (I will state if art is made by anyone other then myself)

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 😉

There's a lot to life. I'm just here to share my thoughts. --- Message me if you want an entry of yours put up here; it can be anything from a crappy poem you came up with, or just something interesting you thought of a while ago.

just a place to share anonymous stories from others. read and help. if you dont have anything nice to say then take your toxic ass somewhere else. this is a ~safe zone~ *disclaimer: these are not my stories, i just tell them from first person pov* dm me if you have your own story, i'll get to you as quick and as efficiently as i can

Alpha Alex has been waiting to find his mate for 2 years little did he know his mate was under his nose the hole time. "When summer hits I will find them" Omaga Mical is a slave that works down in the Town. He was vary worried about metting his mate.He said to smell like summer when in heat. And has tryed meany times to Find his mate. "maybe I don't have a mate"

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?

On hold

this story is about my safe haven . the place where i can be myself, & embrace the real me . the place where it can just be me, myself, & my thoughts . the place that silences all the surrounding noise .

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

If looking at your own flesh made you hungry, would you chance a bite? The birth of a plague that turns people into potent cannibals wasn't how Saarah thought her city would collapse. Sectors have been reduced to a few SafeZones. Classmates, neighbours and friends are disappearing into the Institution's care. Saarah's mother seems to know something she shouldn't, but she too doesn't provide any clarification as to what's happening in quiet Sector 7. She grows impatient with everyone's secretiveness. Couple that with an exuberant best friend on the loose, and you're bound the investigate your new world, aren't you? Well anyways, Saarah would. ~ Nuh's disabled mother has turned...sickly. Or Septic, as they call it. After a year of painful toiling in the dark streets of his town and desperately holding on to his values against the vices of those around him, Nuh's sought-after skills land him a job at the heart of his country. He'll now work under a notorious bodyguard at defending his land's most prestigious figures in exchange for some information on who caused the Septic outbreak that took his mother. And money too, of course. Things are starting to become a little more interesting. [STORY IS ONGOING]