Selfexploration Stories

After loss tore her world apart, Raine Dyer vanished into the forest living in a forgotten cottage. There, beneath the canopy's twilight glow, she stumbles upon an ancient clay statue hidden among the roots. From that moment on, dreams bleed into reality. Whispers follow her. Shadows shift. And the forest remembers more than it should. A haunting tale of loss, isolation, and the secrets buried beneath moonlit soil.

A collection of self-composed poems. (A few poems are Death Note, specifically L x Light inspired.)

What follows here is an anthology of poetry spanning a major transitional period of my life, beginning with the first one I wrote. From casual observations, to heartfelt love poems, to the depths of my journey with depression, my internal struggles with religion, and settling into my exploration of surrealism and aesthetic, this is what I have to offer of my soul. // Oh to be an atom, beholden to it all, I hope you find something in my writing, and godspeed in your journey through the stars. // Cheers and a thousand blessings, Michayla [trigger warning: brief references to suicide/self harm in "Musings Of A Caged Bird"]

{ } open {x} closed "𝕎𝕖'𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕨 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕡𝕚𝕫𝕫𝕒?!" the 10 young adults of the las vegas gang called demonic flowers didn't think their life could get any worse. actually, the only thing they liked about their lives was the fact they were together and the fact that there were only two rules to follow: stick together and don't get caught. when the leader makes a reckless decision however, everything goes south. fights break out. people get hurt. but in the end, it comes down to one thing: friendship and all it includes. "𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕎𝔸𝕊 𝕆ℕ𝕃𝕐 𝕋𝕎𝕆 ℝ𝕌𝕃𝔼𝕊! 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕄𝔸𝔻𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕄!"

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This poetry collection takes you to the probably most random places in the world. "It's like every situation, feeling and emotion you experience is a different city you visit." Enjoy, my friends! xoxo

just as the name implies don't expect too much cause I know I don't

Hai! I hope you are all superfine. I am really happy to share the upcoming pages with you. Let me just give you an outline of what you can expect from my writings, its simple "happiness". I am not some great coach or a motivational speaker, I am just one happy soul on this Earth trying to share my journey towards living a happy and contented life. These are my personal strategies, tricks, methods and I am not sure if they have any scientific basis. This will be just a friendly interaction and a mutual sharing experience. Hope you like it. Happy reading! with regards, Ayesha Fathima.

When a your mind lapses into the world of limbo that exists between your conscious and the unconscious, you find yourself wondering and wandering about all thoughts that can exist in your mind. Perhaps your imagination swoops in to make you ponder if another feels and thinks the same way. If so, these words written here are for those inquisitive ones out there...

Multiple free verse poems about random things in life with its struggles.

Samuel was a shy kid, still adjusting after being ripped from his picturesque life in Georgia. He didn't fit in spending most of his days home alone with the family cat Molly. That is until he met Kathy Walsh. Kathy is from a well-to-do family, an outsider, and the only daughter in a large brood of children. Four years later they're still stealing sharpies from the art wing and dodging busses together. The duo is inseparable until a mysterious street artist catches Sam's eye. The pair is captivated by the girl's talent and they are determined to uncover the mystery riddled throughout her art. With no name and no face, they search the entire city, following the trail of brilliant flower paintings. Kathy is intrigued by the art itself, and Sam the girl and her flowers. Like a rose and its thorns this mysterious street artist tears at the very fabric of Sam and Kathy's friendship. I'm very bad a descriptions, this is still a work in progress haha Copyright 2021 Chapter: 8 Word Count: 13,397 Genre: Teen Fiction/ Romance/Mystery Multimedia Book Awards: Rankings:

Kyouya, as always, is an exception to the general rule: specifically with having too much time on his hands. A tale of self-exploration, decisions and insecurities that will inevitably ruin him. I've only seen the anime so, bear with me!

Her time is short-but is she really the one who needs saving?

A writer's exploration through his own insanity and the struggle to stay sane in a world that is clearly insane. He is accompanied by his grounded and cynical Id and his rambunctious Ego as well as his muse and the literal woman of his dreams Leanan Sidhe.

A trans female in the 1980's has to survive life through prejudice and bullying. The challenges she faces seek to break her, yet when she finds support from the unlikeliest of places, she begins to learn how to trust in her inner strength. This is a story of self-exploration and what the world can do to a person, however, it is also about what they can do for themselves.

he didn't know her he invaded her thoughts he saved her </3<3</3 "shake up your tired eyes, the world is waiting for you" - let there be love by oasis

Aggie is and an angel like many. Aggie has wings, like many with blue eyes, like many and blonde hair, like many. But the night of her first surveillance in over three hundred years. See gets fatally wounded by a bullet. to the wings. The injury leaves her unable able to fly. Stuck on the land of humans Aggie must wait for another angle to come and find her to repair her or else she will be stuck on human land forever. But maybe after meeting a certain person, she maybe will not want to.

"Hi my name is Blue Moon...well at least it is now, my name was originally Katie Moon. I have a very strange story to tell about how I got my name, but my new name isn't just a nickname that I've started going by. I have been reborn and this is my story."

One woman's journey of self discovery as she transcends a path to ancient wisdom and the heart of yoga.