Sensitivity Stories

She in her inner world in an outside world.

Elara, a sensitive young woman in San Francisco, and Julian, an architect in New York. Both experience inexplicable emotional resonances tied to specific locations in their respective cities. Elara feels echoes of presence; Julian feels intense, borrowed emotions not his own. When Elara moves to New York, these phenomena intensify. Julian discovers Elara's lost sketchbook, realizing her feelings are the source of his strange experiences. Holding tangible proof of their profound, asynchronous connection across space and perhaps time, he seeks her out, leading to a potential meeting charged with unspoken understanding.

It is the life story of a girl who finds happiness through endless suffering.

An original story with original characters. Still working on the plot. This is my first time Writing on Wattpad! Please give me good advice and good vibes📓📖✌️

This book is the beginning of my life as a poetic artist. The book has all kinds of poetry, although it is mostly personal. This beginning is very important for me, since the stories have a personal and sentimental background, especially from my happiest time and when I was a little depressed. I hope you understand the feelings and the stories behind it, and I'm sure there are people who will feel identified.

a mini-collection of five poems exploring topics ranging from nostalgia to perfectionism and more. all of these things are concepts i spend/have spent lots of time thinking about and experiencing, so i wanted to put them into poem form. comments are appreciated!! tw for implied ED

All quotes I can relate to, All quotes will be duly acknowledged.....

She's so alone. Always alone. She can't find anyone that's would take her, after what's happened to her. Her parents abandoned her, her so called "boyfriend" abandoned her. She's all alone now. He's done some things he's not so proud of, and he's hoping a new start will erase all the bad, but when he moved he didn't expect to find someone so alone, so scared, so weak. He just had to help her, he had to make sure she was ok, he had to take care of her, no matter what. And he didn't even know anything about her yet!! He just had to keep her safe, but she wouldn't let him. She pushed him away so he couldn't help her. She doesn't want him to help. She hates him, yet she doesn't even know him. She doesn't want to let anyone inside her heart, it's to broken. Is this story just doomed for sadness? Or can they maybe find some happiness somewhere? Read and find out. Up for the Watty Awards, so vote and comment please. Thank you.

Do you often experience a sharp sensation in the teeth when you consume cold or hot food? Chances are that you suffer from teeth sensitivity.

A winter Origin. By Daniel Agidee

The title of this series of prose offers the phrase best fitting -said by Oscar Wilde- . To try however, the chapters put together within this section detail a cohesion; cohesion far too complex to truly be concise. If you, like me, absolutely despise how modern society has lost its expression in the goal to become concise and necessary, then I believe there may just be a chance that you could enjoy that which is this story, and that of which you fail to comprehend.

Tooth sensitivity is a common problem faced by many people, more often than not, and it is gratifying to see that it is getting a lot of press and screen time with informative advertisements on how to get rid of sensitive teeth. The sharp tingling or unpleasant sensation you may have experienced when eating or drinking something very hot or cold is attributed to exposed nerves and leads to sensitivity.

A girl is lost in her thoughts. She doesn't know where she is or who she just met there... until her math teacher smacks her on the head with a binder. Typical life of a Typical teen girl... sort of. Margaret (Maggie) Corvara Rogentinieo: fourteen, dark hair, dark eyes, olive skin. Who would ever believe her when she tried to speak up and tell about her GHOSTLY encounter and strange abilities. He may just be in her head, or maybe he knows her from somewhere a long time ago...But it's both.

As a child I was chirpy, naughty and full of love and laughter. I was slender and I was very thin when compared to other kids of my age. People always would complain why is your daughter so thin and weak and that do you (my parents) eat all the food of her share too. Funny right?