Semi-autobiographical Stories

New York City, 1985. Sequel to A Foot In The Door. Gerry finally landed the promotion he wanted-and a new life with Mary. But balancing love, ambition, and a job where one bad circuit can cost millions isn't easy. Caught between old-school techs with pot breaks and war stories, and a fast-paced digital future, Gerry has to figure out where he belongs... before everything changes. All characters appearing in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to characters living or dead is purely coincidental.

The Boys on the Corner is the prequel book in a heartfelt Brooklyn trilogy that includes A Foot in the Door and Somewhere Between Old and New. In 1973, fifteen-year-old Gerry and his crew rule their corner-until three older guys arrive and everything changes. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

My first ever novel completed. Each chapter reads like a stand-alone episode, so you can jump in anytime. A slightly older coming-of-age story set in 1980's Brooklyn. Gerry is a 24-year-old AT&T employee stuck in an entry-level job, trying to make sense of his work, his neighborhood, and his dreams; while juggling friendship, loyalty, and love. There's Mary, the girl who might just be his future. And Audrey, the girl who could crush his world with a kiss and a promise. Loud, funny, and unpredictable, this is a story about friendship, chasing the future, and the kind of love that doesn't always play fair. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

A world that's dystopian, and on most days, painfully normal. Dear reader, That's the world I live in. I'd like to believe my redemption was my own doing. That I was the hero in my story. But it wasn't me. It was someone else. Someone who taught me how to love. How to forgive. How to live. Someone who killed dogs for a living. In a world where our stomachs are filled with dog meat and our bodies full of symptoms, how has no one put two and two together? What if- Dog meat caused the illness. Hear me out: What if eating dog meat is the illness? What if-just what if-we made ourselves sick, and refuse to admit it?

This is currently a memoir type non-fiction, although based on current events in my life. I've been inspired to use Wattpad as a tool to document my reactions and thoughts during this pivotal point in my life. Right now I'm getting ready for things like SATS and figuring out what I want to do with the rest of my life. It's time to grow up. (G-Rated until further notice)

Questioning the ethics of humanity and the meaning behind life, An-su's "To destroy nothing" depicts the life of An, a girl in her youth leading a seemingly positive mindset and a normal life while truly being pulled down by her feelings of dread and endless questions about humanity and the reasons behind everything. An masks herself as a normal schoolgirl for the sake of pleasing her peers, while returning to her journals to record her days and findings on the world surrounding her. This leading to her reoccurring feelings of alienation, while also experiencing times of connection to certain things around her.

Dying is hard, living is harder. Making order of disorder and finding companionship in an accompanying world is impossible. And to fight the impossible and inevitable is Human. Make sense of the senselessness with me.

The story of a young man, who grows up in an abusive house hold, is adopted, and his struggle through life. coming soon

An exploratory novel concerning a young-girl, Alexandra, as she attempts to understand the meaning of life and uncover her repressed childhood memories.

The most awesome story ever!

I had been granted the gift of hearing music in all its beauty, for music is truly magnificent in its way. Every melody holds a soul that is unable to see, yet can always be heard.

Maeve grew up in a house full of people and somehow still felt completely alone. On the surface, her childhood had everything it was supposed to have - loving grandparents, family friends who felt like borrowed parents, a nice enough house in a nice enough neighbourhood. But beneath the dinner parties and the carefully maintained version of fine, things were louder and darker than anyone let on. A father who withdrew and then lashed out. A mother who was always somewhere else. Secrets that wouldn't reveal themselves for another two decades. She was a child who learned early how to stay quiet. To observe. To adapt. To survive what she didn't yet have the words to understand. What followed was a life marked by difficult choices, complicated relationships, and a constant search for something she couldn't quite name. Love, when it came, was often the wrong kind. The patterns were hard to break. And she broke anyway - more than once, more than she'd like to admit. But this is not just a story about what went wrong. It's about resilience. About unlearning. About facing the parts of yourself you'd rather avoid and choosing to rebuild anyway. Healing doesn't happen all at once - it happens slowly, quietly, through awareness and change and choosing differently, again and again, until one day you look up and realise you are no longer who you had to be just to survive. The Life I Fought For is fiction rooted in lives truly lived - messy, uncomfortable, and honest in a way that might hit a little too close to home. For anyone who has ever had to rebuild themselves from scratch. For anyone who is still in the middle of it. For anyone who made it through and is still figuring out what that means. Because sometimes, the longest journey is the one back to yourself.

John Green once said that many first works are semi-autobiographical, and thousands of others have told me to write what I know. So I will try. Any reads/follows/upvotes are greatly appreciated. If you like this check out my poetry collection The Poet Waits Quietly to Paint the Unsaid.

Understandably fast food isn't one of the most fulfilling jobs or the highest paying, 12.38 dollars an hour is a measly wage but to be fair the tasks aren't that hard. After nine months here I am beginning to understand how it alters the mind, you get so bored you begin to notice smaller things about people. The enlarged pupils, scars, shaky hands and bruises. You see things that can change your perspective, ultimately I don't think it was bad for my mind, if anything I've had experiences that allow me to take different perspectives on life, on people. Prologue exert: Everyone has a different definition of paradise, weather its a sunlit beach where waves gently lap at the sand, a valley filled with perfumed flowers or a glistening, snowy utopia. Many never live to feel true paradise no matter how hard they pursue it, so they reach for euphoria in other ways. People take off, escaping on intergalactic journeys using plants, powder and pills. Later, coming back down to their mundane reality. We get taught in school about drugs, the dangers of such a poisonous and addictive escape though many choose to completely ignore these precious threats.

A Semi-Autobiographical Journey of Healing, Boundaries, and Becoming Whole She survived violence, abandonment, and years of confusing love with worth. But on the fifth night without sleep, something inside her began to break... and finally, to speak. Letters to the Girl Who Survived is a haunting and hopeful collection of letters between a woman and the voice that guides her home. Half memoir, half fiction, this book explores what happens after survival; when you no longer want to just endure, but to live. Told through raw honesty and lyrical reflection, it's a story about family wounds, self-forgiveness, and the terrifying beauty of choosing yourself for the first time. For anyone who has ever loved too hard, given too much, or mistaken pain for purpose... this book is for you.

A 1 page story/poem that is semi-autobiographical (previously a ELA assignment) This was a assignment where you had to compare yourself to a force of nature. I compared myself to a flower, but a flower I know I can never be like. A flower that will always have what I desire. This however can be interpreted any way~ (Cover isn't mine, created by janwillemsem)

Margaret "The Nerd" Fabian navigates the highs and lows of middle and high school. All the while dealing with a hidden disability.

--- The Shadowed Mirror tells the story of Kento, a man lost in his own despair and searching for meaning in a life he believes has none. When he meets Akari, a woman with her own struggles, their connection offers a brief escape from their pain. But as Kento's thoughts grow darker and reality starts to blur, he must face the truth about himself and the world around him. A story of love, loss, and the search for purpose in a meaningless world. ---

What is a savior really?

A nightmare I've long dreaded has finally come to pass. The day I was left alone in this empty world began when my father died a week ago in a work accident. Meanwhile, my mom had been gone for a long time due to illness. I was a spoiled child, but this didn't change the fact that I now had nobody to rely on.