Theperksofbeingawallflower Stories

Lyah has just started high school and is finding it hard to fit in. She has just started to get better after being depressed and is hoping to make at least one friend this year. She's being bullied. Lyah falls for this boy she knows that will never like her. This is a cross over with The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Please enjoy and leave comments on things I can do better

"and in that moment I swear, we were infinite" [©drunkhemmo 2014]

Oneshots based on this prompt list https://archiveofourown.org/collections/autismacceptancemonth2023

"We accept the love we think we deserve."

" let's go be psychos together "

Dear readers, Charlie's life is beautifully parallel to mine. I write letters throughout my freshman year about finding myself, making new friends, and being a wallflower. These letters are about actual events that take place in my 9th grade year but names have been changed to protect the guilty ;) All of the poetry is original and written by me as well. Charlie has givin me so much help and these letters are to the one and only character who understands me. I can only thank you an infinate amount of times for reading. Love always, Alia

unfinished for now

Anna Cate was never a normal girl. She spent her life watching her parents die of weight problems and soon found herself heading down the same road. She spent all of high school working off the fat and she soon became anorexic. Hospitalized because of her condition, she feels like she will never meet someone that cares for her. She meets a boy with the same condition and they go through life together in a fight to finally be happy with themselves and be healthy. Follow Anna as she struggles to accept her body and love herself the way she is. *This book is under PG-13 because of eating disorders and hospitalization*

This isn't much of an actual story with a plot or anything. I just write to Charlie (The Perks Of Being A WallFlower) and everyone gets to go on a adventure with me. Kind of like a diary that everyone can read. Or a journal rather. I hope that it will be interesting.

Don't you ever plan out your death? Like Literally sit there and think of a way you die, let's use drug over dose for an example. So you are fully clothed lying down in your bathtub. The water is cold and rises just above your elbows, your fingers have gone wrinkly and your lips are turning blue.Your skin is numb and you can't feel your toes. You take a swig of the alcohol you found in your medicine cabinet, then without hesitation you swallow down a bunch of pretty pills. Those were your final moments. You then move on to think about who finds your body and how long it takes. Followed on by where you were buried and weather you had a nice funeral. hoping people actually attended and if they cried. Did they play nice songs and did someone give a speech. You then realise that no-one gives a fuck and that you shouldn't be alloud to over think dumb shit like this. Especially when it's 3am and you have to get up in 4 hours to get ready for school. Fuck.

Samantha Jones, a sixteen-year-old introvert, enters high school and is nervous about her new life with our her best friend, Sarah Hayworth. When she befriends her seniors, she leans to cope with life alone, but it isn't always easy. As Samantha grows closer to her newfound best friends Janie Green and Patrick Williams, she develops a crush on their best friend, Matthew Watson. He might seem like your typical self-absorbed, overly-confident football player who has a hundred girls chasing after him, but he is extremely far from that, which is what Samantha sees in him. "We Were Just Kids" is an original work inspired by Stephen Chbosky's "The Perks of Being a Wallflower".

letters I wrote to characters who shaped who I am today.

what the title says :) fandoms listed on the first chapter request always welcome just send me a message via here or instagram dm instagram : grac3j0hns0n

If you don't know 'The perks of being a Wallflower' all of this won't make any sense to you. I write letters to 'Charlie', who is not really existing. It kinda will be like The perks of being a Wallflower. So, if you're interested, read it, if not, then don't.

It's 2016, and the last couple of years have been the end of me. ( this is a trigger, so be careful ) This is a diary, and if you're reading this, it's too late.

A poem.

A collection of poems :)