Teenageboys Stories

Emily shows 2 sides of love. She falls for 2 totally different guys. What will happen on her journey for love? Will she find it in Nash or Sammy? Which one has deeper love to offer? Love is what you feel and who you feel it for. You have to find your perfect love or not at all. Love finds you. Love finds Emily.

He just wants to create. [UPDATED ON MONDAYS ONLY]

joseph miyles has been running across the city rooftops for as long as he can remember. To him, it's more than just a sport, or a hobby; it's a way of life. However, ever since he and his sister moved away from the city, he has had neither the resources nor the time to take it back up again. Now going to college and being employed at a part time job at the local hairdressers, he starts to give up on his ambitions-that is until a stranger comes to him with one request. " Run for me". Yeah, sure. Simple enough right? Apart from he has to move back to the city and he will be performing in front of a live audience, but hey the pay is good, and he can run again. What kind of fool would ever pass up an offer as good as this one?

Hiiiiiiiiiiii, this is a new story and hopefully the best I have written. I hope to write more and have you guys/girls enjoy it. Thanks for reading mah story!!

'"why should it only be me that can't sense a shade of light in the day.. ? " he asked, not hanging his head up. I didn't know what to do with him. all I could do was escort him through the day, walking him from class to class. And sometimes that wasn't possible either. ' Katori, 9th grade and 15 in age, cannot, and will not, ask for anything, except his intention of seeing the light of day. Everyday, every morning, every orange hue of the evening, all he sees is a pale pure saturated black darkness. Nobody realizes that he can't really catch the view of anything, but that changes the moment his eyes land on Ueri Kaede.

Have you ever been to a lake in the morning? When everything is drenched in moisture, and a shiver runs down your spine? It's chilly. Sometimes, you get the feeling that the mist and the dripping leaves are the souls of the dead, trying to speak. After all, everyone knows that still waters are never holy. But-does it even matter? As if the sea, though blessed, hasn't swallowed its share of the living. Fifteen-year-old Christos is about to learn the hard way not to dig up things that were buried for a reason. He was never one for church, no matter how many times his mother and grandmother dragged him to receive communion every Sunday. So what? He always found a way to play the good boy and still do whatever he pleased underneath it all. Who was going to stop him? He wasn't born to fulfill anyone's expectations. But nothing will turn out the way he expected.

I twisted and turned at almost every corner until I found myself parked in front of a tiny two story cabin styled home. Blake Trent emerged from the small wooden door, and growled “What are you doing here?” I jumped out of the car and told him “I have no sweet clue. I was just driving, not really concerned about where I go.” I showed him my conversation with my mother. He gave his head a slight jerk toward his house “C’mon, sit down, let’s talk.” The inside seemed to be somehow smaller than the outside. The front door opens into the living room, where a loveseat sofa, a mini TV, some TV tables, and a foldable lawn chair sit. I sat in the loveseat, Blake in the chair. He coughed, clearing his throat “I agree with her.” I gave him a quizzical look, he explained “Your mother, Miranda. She’s right, it’s disgusting.” he made a gagging sound. It reminded me of how immature he is. “It’s none of your business what we do, mutt.” I snapped “I didn’t even mean to come here! I’m leaving.” “Just don’t touch her again!” he shouted as I rushed past a pretty, pixie like, black haired woman. I got to my car in no time and set off onto the road once again. There weren’t many places left to go. Cyndi, Nate, or Christina. It was an obvious choice.

Alistair is a teenage boy who's spent the last seven years of his life in an abusive orphanage. From a young age he has always felt an obsession with the dark, with the night. He has written this off as pure fascination but as he follows a dark hooded figure into the woods one night he unintentionally sets off a string of events that leads to him finding out more about himself than he planned. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ xMentions of self harmx xAttempted suicidex xBloodx xAbuse/trauma from abusex xViolencex Please don't read if you'll be triggered by these things!

It started slow: first messing around like friends, then adding each other on Snapchat, texting late at night, the next thing you know I'm mad in love. Until one day... I'm not...no... until one day HE'S not.

Elfs. The most beautiful and respected group of humanoids to exist. They are considered our angels.. The Pure Ones. And when you turn into an elf, as they say, "magically", you become perfect. Oh, how they are the complete opposite. Their beauty tricks us, so does their kind words. People don't magically become elfs. They get bitten or scratched. People who survive the battle between an elf, and were bitten or scratched, they become one themselves. That's the worse thing of surviving. They become humanity's worse enemy.

he can't sleep, and often doubts that he ever will again. in which an insomniac boy finds his way through everything he deals with, especially the torment of his pure dark green eyes, and his dark past.

If you have acne, read this. No worries, we're in the same boat. This story is inspired by true story and hope that it manages to touch your heart just like it did to others. Just as a side note, battling with acne is nvr easy, and maybe it's nvr meant to bcs thru those moments of wanting to give up on your skin, you're somehow getting stronger and stronger without you ever realising it! How? You wake up the next day and face the world anyways eventho u didn't feel like it. You are also less judgemental towards others bcs you know what it feels like to feel as if people are judging the way you look. REVIEWS (?) × ' dont downgrade yourselves when others are busy praising you ' - fwen × ' mantap (superb) ' - fwen × ' an engaging short story ' - fwen × ' love this ' - fwen × ' im really impressed ' - my high school English teacher (nvr opted for narrative essay tho during my high school year idk how I managed to get dis story done) *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. * BEST ACHIEVEMENT: #1 Dermatologist #8 Self Image #9 Acne

The book is about a 14 year old boy called Peter who has autism. Peter gets bullied at school because he struggles to makes friends and struggles with everyday life things like change in routine, socializing with people and he is highly sensitive to sound and bright lights. Peter is just a ordinary boy and he wants to be treated just like everyone else.

This happened irl and I just had to write about it. I plan to write about every time I see him and how weird it is.

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For thirteen years, Ben Tomlin was an only child. But all that changes when his father, a renowned behavioral scientists, uproots the family to pursue his latest research project: a high-profile experiment to determine whether chimpanzees can acquire language.

Yuki is a 18 years old boy who moved in with his brother. At first everything was normal, but then something happened that he will never forget.