Sonder Stories

sonder (n.) the realization that each passerby is living as vivid and complex as your own. in which a girls life is flipped upside down by one troubled boy. "ever since i started to get to know you, you have changed my life in so many ways, and i can't thank you enough for that." "the same could be said to you, little red." started: 10/1/18 finished: N/A

"As it Starts to Pour" is a collection of poetry and short stories, both published and unpublished, by various literary magazines and written by yours truly. From the prose of missing your flight to the poetry of clicking a picture, it's all here! And, the comments are always open for ideas or suggestions. This is more of a diary to keep track of everything I write :) But don't feel shy! You're more than welcome to take a look and stick around if you like it <3

Kalynn Nero is just like your any other teenager that just found out she has 6 brothers. Confused. She's even more confused when her brothers start acting weird. Why isn't she allowed to go the basement? Why are there guns in the house? Why can't she go to the other side of town? Finding out their secret won't be hard for her, but them finding out hers? That'll be a whole new challenge. #17 in sonder

"SONDER, the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own"

"I'm not toxic, stop calling me that sht"

"Writing is an underestimated art, you are painting colorful images in people's minds by using words of black and white." Here are all the feelings, adventures, thoughts, dreams, and stories my heart has put into poems since it discovered it was magical enough to do so. I hope you relate and enjoy too! [The poems get better as you keep reading, I promise :)] . . . #1 - Sonder, 5.19.2020 #667 - Poems, 8.9.2020 #846 - Poetry, 7.13.2020 #157 - Poet, 8.9.2020 ___________________________ COPYRIGHT © justme_vibin. All rights reserved. This material may not be broadcast, republished, or manipulated in any way.

Original poetry i wrote. There is no set posting days its just posting when i write something new. I hope you like it! Thank you to everybody who has read this or is going to. You really matter. More about me is on the first page. Tell me about you there too! Whats your name or anything! But genuinely THANK YOU TW MENTION OF MENTAL HEALTH AND UNHEALTHY COPING

"I have buried you in every place I've been. You keep ending up in my shaking hands." ~ Bon Iver She was bittersweet but that wasn't always nice. thurs.20 april.2017 2:05 - ?

Personal short poems on love, fear and everything in between

A poem

• warrior cat choose your own adventure • Your birth was a fulfillment of a prophecy. What you choose next will be a catastrophic destiny awaiting all of those around you.

Who are we? I mean... who are you? Who's your best friend? How do your lives intertwine? How does my life intertwine into yours? How does the life of the person who has read this intertwine into yours? Sonder. (Still in development)

sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own - populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness - an epic story that continues invisibly around you. - jamal and cynthia's story. book one out of the three part series. - this is not a horror sis, even though the cover might portray so © 2019 TonaMh

The realisation that everyone is conscious and living their own complex lives.

n. The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own --populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness--an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might only appear once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Sonder: n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk. HE is a boy brought up an raised to be a southern gentleman. A boy who is confident, social, and yet never too involved. He's a hard worker and he's set up the foundations of what is to be a good life, thanks to his parents' strict regime – 'there is a time for everything and this is not a time for relationships' – which has, so far, worked. But there is still a part of him somewhere that wonders what would happen if he stepped to the other side, where life isn't so completely set out for him. But instead he's thrown headfirst into it and everything changes overnight. SHE is a girl defined by her family – traditional, southern, and introverted. And so far, life has set her out on a good path – she's content with being an indoors girl, reserved, quiet, studious. But in this new world, where inhibitions are let loose and set free to reign, she finds herself crumbling as she is torn between everything she has been brought up with and that small, repressed part of her that is unleashed one night. And one night changes everything. Sonder: Everyone has a story. This is theirs.

one single tear might fall from my eye and before it's on my lips, you'll be saying goodbye

a poem about isolation and solitude . The words just kinda came to me so i kept it and now here we are on wattpad sharing it 👍🏽 (we as in me)

Life is a mess, yet an intricate tapestry. It isn't something to create or discover or anything marketable like that. It is merely to live and prone to change. Strange how sometimes the only thing we can bear to hear this news from is a poem.

sonder n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own-populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness-an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.