Soceity Stories

Schlemiel means an awkward or unlucky person for whom things never turn out great . Meet 22 yr old Myra Sharma who is a Schlemiel and dive into world of clumsiness . Dabster means an expert .Samir Jha is a 23 yr old dabster who is a perfectionist in whatever he does. Will Myra be ever able to overcome her flaws and rid of being a misfit? What will happen when Samir will meet Myra?Will sparks fly or a volcano will erupt? What will happen when a Schlemiel collides with a Dabster? Will the opposites attract or repel each other. Join this unconventional story to know how Schlemiel Myra faces each day of her life trying to discover her ownself amidst a judgemental world . COVER CREDIT: @_thasli_ Black Coffee Graphic Shop STARTED ON 2 FEBRUARY 2021 COMPLETED ON 2 MAY 2021 Awards Second place in Best Subtitles category in Watt-a-Mini Awards (2021)

I was asked to use a quote to start a story/poem in a writing workshop and I Ended up with the first 'chapter'. I don't know where this is going to go, or what genre it is,so I am just going to let my creative mind take the lead and see where this story ends up. I hope you enjoy!

She was like smoke: Intresting to look at. Moving so intracately in her dance, but touching her was useless. She fell right through any fingers reaching out for her. She was like smoke.

in the future America now known as Duskara (pronounced dusk-scar-ria) follows the journey of two old best friends torn apart because of the government. Who haven't seen each other for years until Marcello returns to region three: Frosthold. there's bitterness between the two after Marcello was relocated. once Alika finds out Marcello's back in region three she tries to stay away, but fate made them come together again now once they're part of the rebellion, they are forced to become the faces of the rebellion.

Dev and Reya are detectives investigating a case which starts off as a murder of a very influential person. The case soon becomes very serious after they come to know that out of 7 murders, 5 were done by their own team mates in the agency. What follows are events that'll have you thinking twice before trusting anyone.

Solum- Latin for lonely. A collection of poetry that I don't even know if anyone will ever read but I'm still going to put them out there. Hope you never relate to any of these poems Highest ranking- 19 in poetry

May 18, 2029. Society has broken up into three divisions; Upper class (highest division), Middle class (Normal division), and Sub class (Weak division). All divisions contain animals, insects, humans, and any other creatures. All of these creatures can speak.

There are some people in the world that get second chances, some of them get a rebirth. Rukia is one of them. After a dramatic change back to the woman she was before, Rukia is back but a nekojin too. Toshiro helped her guide her to this madness and restoring what the world was broken but there's a shock that even Starrk himself knows. Everyone has a darkness within, including Rukia

A highschool student Yoshima Yamaki who doesn't like highschool couples wants to have a girlfriend after seeing a beautiful girl looking at the sunset after school. Read this to see how the story goes...

Mostly just some rhyming poems but i'm trying to also write other things A/N- the first few are not the greatest so I suggest skipping to Times to Remember

Death is not the opposite of life but the part of it We all Die The goal isn't to live forever but The goal is to create something that will

Okay this is going to be a collection of my PERSONAL OPINION and things ill get triggered by and probably end up ranting about. Some of the rants may contain satire depending.

A poem about how everyone is equal.

-It may have escaped your notice but life isn't fair. No matter what life throws your way, no matter how unfair it is to you, refuse to play vicitim! Refuse to be ruled by fear, pessimism and negativity. Refuse to quit. Because you are the survivor of the life's unfairness. You are stronger than you think and you can achieve far more than you believe. It all started with: Ash-hadu anlailaha illa-allah. Wa-ashhadu anna Muhammad rasulullah. A statement that changed June's entire life. Hatred. Negativity. Fear. She knew that the society will not accept her, her family will not accept her. She knew all that but the calmness and peacefulness she felt overpowered everything. With Islam on her right and Allah in her heart, she found the missing part in her life. But what happens when her own family refuse to accept her new identity? What happens when the society which once held her high drop her down below expectations! Will she be able to find for herself and her new identity a place in her family and the society? Reversed life- from one religion to another. From one life to another. From one culture to another and last but not least, from one lifestyle to another.

A Bleach Fanfiction Byakuya Kuchiki and his sister Rukia venture the outskirts of Rukongai, trying to find the cause of the high spiritual pressure. There they are shocked to find Hisana who is very much alive with another surprise. Hisana explained that she was kidnapped and replaced with a regai. She then awoke in the outskirts of Rukongai, where she learned she was pregnant with Byakuya's son. Sixty years had passed then, when she finally saw Byakuya for the first time since she "died". This is the story of how ties must be renewed, and the meaning of putting family first.

" Freedom was her favourite word. It's like the word "magic", it doesn't exist." This is my first attempt on my first story on this app so please feel free to give me any advice or feedback towards it, I will be very grateful, 100% don't bite

Life of earth

A simple and fictional story about depression. Not sure but can say will help.

This is completely random, this for the things we couldn't shout about. This is for the ideas that are destined to be caged in our brains. This is for the normal things that the soceity finds inappropriate. This is for the times we got yelled at and made fun of because we disagreed with them. This is for the people that almost lost their minds trying to figure out how the society works. This is for the desperate people with raging angry souls that lost hope in changing the world. This is for our fear to revolt. If you can't fix the soceity, write about it. Let it out.....