Standup Stories

TRIGGER WARNING sexual assault a poem about something that's been bugging me.

Small reasons, big reasons, important reason, silly reasons we post everyday, just so you know WHY you should SURVIVE!

This is simply my opinion on love and happiness. Lgbt

Yet her young, intrepid mind was still destined to claim back equality. Only one thing held her back, tis the sound of the clock. Tick-tock. It is 1977 and yet her people are fighting for justice. Abigail Hunter, is the first ever female to be nominated to cease the Chief. They are fighting to retrieve back what was theirs decades ago. Abigail is avenging her Father, but the Chief is also ready for the battle. Now that Abigail is chosen, does she really have what it takes to remove such a man? Or will she become a disappointment to her people, just like her father? Read to find out!

Dan Nainan Comedian says hosting is more important than holding a mic. Dan was in the cooperate world earlier. Comedy was his passion and he choose his passion as his career. Let's discuss more about comedy with him in this blog.

This is a short book that explains what bullying does to people.

This is all about Bullying

Its a story about a child who has lost her father at a very young age and is now drifting away from her desire to live, but is slowly able to compose herself and stand up strong.

@ThunderDaMegaJolteon asked me if i could write this book for him. of course i obliged because he is an awsome dude! so here are some comebacks to insults! ~Tripple D

There was once a very beautiful, yet a very broken girl. She was young, but mature. Her mom died giving birth to her. Her 7 brothers and her father pushed her away, when she was only a child. They drowned themselves into work, fame, sports and school. They didn't notice how she was beaten up and bullied. They didn't notice the scars. It was like she was a ghost, a forgotten memory. Her innocence and naive mind ruined by this cold and dark world. Betrayed by the people who were supposed to be with her, she just vanished one day. Her soul lost to darkness, making her family realize what they did. Her tormentors, bullies and family haunted by her last message. She turned dark. Innocence destroyed. She became the monster that lurks in the shadows. She became the cold blooded killer. She let go of her humanity, emotions non-existent. They will fear her. She will give them a bite of karma. She became the Phoenix . This is the story of how a young girl is destroyed by the society and blamed by her family for a thing she has no control of. This is the story of who she became and her journey to find happiness in her Darkest place along with her betrayers and tormentors. This is the story of Phoenix Black who rose up from the Ashes to show the world that you can break her down a thousand times and she will get up always to give them karma.

Bullying is happening in your school. You are an eyewitness, a bystander, an onlooker. This is what could happen if you never stand up to bullying.

Always under the covers. Isolated by choice. Depression and anxiety rolled into one. Antisocial is the best way to describe her. But when a drastic situation calls, she rocks it like a boss. She a real bad bitch. Got her own shit, She don't need no man And before her, who could dare?

This story follows Ashlynn, a middle child with a need to fit in. She loves theatre, but she wants her parents to notice her, so she tries to be more like her sisters. She tries hard to fit in and loses friends along the way. Will Ashlyn be able to get her friends back and get what she wants? Or will her life spiral downward like it normally does? -------------- First place winner of the short story category + Tagfest winner in the Fairytale Awards 2020 Third place winner of the short story category in the Pheonix Awards! Participant + Tagfest winner in the Blackrose awards

#nomorebullying

Imagine you are walking through the hallways and all eyes are on you. Then all you here are people yelling "cutter!" And calling you other hurtful names, well I don't have to imagine because the person walking down the hall is me...