Self- Stories

We all have secrets. We all have demons. And sometimes, just sometimes, they slip out of their leashes, prowling the moonlit halls.

A messy collection of introspective poetry.

This story isn't any ordinary story, In fact it's a story with loads of events. Events which will twist your mind and leave you on the end of your seat. This is not a love story, nor is it happy. Although the end result may shock you. It might make you celebrate or cry. Care to see? Read on my friend. This story is about a girl who tries to cope with her high school life, her parents and her love life with having depression, throughout different chapters of her life she suppresses the feelings she gets with romance, drugs and cuts.

Sometimes I feel like I am the most Blessed person there is. I hear the small still voice. When I tell people God speaks to me, I know they think I am crazy. It's ok because I know I am not. Anyway, what is crazy? I am what you may call a loaner. I love being by myself because I talk to God all the time. He is my best friend. The moment I let people in my world, it feels like I lose God. I feel like God created an innocence in me so I can be protected by him. There is so many things that could have happened to me but GOD!! He steps in. He talks to me and tell me when there is danger. God drives my car because I am to distracted sometimes. When I say distracted, I mean I do phase out for some reason. I do not have much money but GOD!!! He makes me feel like I am the richest person in the world. I know some people might think I made a crazy move quitting my job, but GOD! He was the one who told me to do so. I had no idea I was going to do that but I do what God tells me to do. You know I keep saying people thinks but the truth about the matter is I am the one doing all the thinking. From when I went back to visit, everyone was so proud of me for making such a powerful move. I made that move because God had something in place ready for me. I do not regret it. I know there is more. God has so much planned for me If I continue trusting Him. That I will do, in Jesus' name. Today when I was at work in the gym God spoke to me. He said why don't you start writing? I said you know I don't like to write. He said yes, I know that's your problem. He said I want you to write about us. Our relationship. Here we are. I really don't know what to say but I am going to say what is in my heart. Somethings might sound crazy and harsh but it's ok as long as me and God has a strong relationship; what I say I know is approved in Jesus' name.

Have you ever been bullied? Been cussed an out cast for being yourself? Thought "how the hell am I going to survive through all this" on a daily basis as you enter the school gate? This is a book written by myself about surviving and coping through bullying. Only somebody who has not been there will not understand how hard it is to tell someone. The dread that entering the school gate brings. The fast pounding of your heart as your tormentors go in for the kill...... Until now. "Being able to cope through bullying is about as predictable as surviving a stroll through a mind field. One second all is at peace, another you are dead." "The Bruised and the Bullied" a Survival Gide to Bullying. Pippa<3 You know where I am if you need me......

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The Dance of Time explores the interplay between chaos, clarity, and resilience in the journey of self-discovery. Reflecting on life's fragments, it delves into how moments of uncertainty and adversity shape personal growth and purpose. Through philosophical insights and vivid imagery, this article invites readers to embrace change, find meaning in the unknown, and navigate the rhythms of life with intention. Written by Emad Beshay

All he could here was their laughter. Maybe one day he would find peace, in a world where they never left.

Amy seems to have lost everything important to her. It's just her and her mum. But when a tragic event occurs, will Amy be able to get back on her feet? Or will Lauren's spiteful ways be too much for her to handle?

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Abstract In order to doubt, that a person's intellect is his mind, or consciousness, make sense to compare it with artificial intellect. Then it becomes clear that intellect by itself and consciousness in general differ significantly and an attempt should be made to clarify the essence of intellect and its connection with consciousness generally and human consciousness in particular. Until now, the majority of minds are dominated by delusion associated with equating the intellect (from the Latin intellectus - knowledge, understanding, reason) to the mind, which in turn is being associated with consciousness. Several decades ago in the United States, even as a test for cleverness, by which was meant the level of mental development, the so-called the intelligence quotient (IQ) was used, which was first introduced into use by the German researcher Wilhelm Stern in 1912. This coefficient (quotient), according to a number of scientists, quantitatively shows the level of intelligence (intellect), and therefore, as they believed, of the mind, in comparison with the level of the mind of the average person. An average person is one who has the same age and development as the person, whose coefficient is measured, that is, IQ shows the correspondence or deviation of the level of intelligence (intellect) from the average.