Historias de Uncomfortable

Based on a real event. I went out with a friend to see a movie - nothing unusual. But on the way home, something happened. I was harassed by a stranger while surrounded by people who did nothing. My friend said nothing. I felt frozen, disgusted, and confused. I didn't realize it was assault until later. This poem is about that night - the panic, the guilt that shouldn't be there, and the way fear lingers even when it's over. It's called "Stronger" because that's what I kept telling myself to be. Even when I shouldn't have had to

Gerard didn't pay much attention to Frank but after a day they had bumped into each other several times and created a beautiful bond. After the second day the sun shon brightly on them both and they shared this bond more deeply then before.

I sat on my bed holding a notebook and an ink pen. As i wrote i scribbled with confusion. I wondered why people cant accept me for who i am. why be so judge-mental for? this is why i bothered to buy a journal and write my story to the world.

I'll write it every time someone looks at me in an uncomfortable(sexual) way. I know this platform is basically for smut but I had to post it somewhere. I don't care about anything unless I'm sexualised in literally doing normal things. I'm not doing this for views or shit and also to look at it at the end of the day to know was it my dressing that provoked them or it's just their narrow mindset. And just wanted everyone to know how difficult it is to even go for a walk INTRUSIVE STARING OF A SEXUAL NATURE IS SEXUAL HARASSMENT AND IS NOT TOLERATED!!!!!

Set in 2071 . fresh water supplies have run out .most of the world has turned into deserts. The rain that falls is assist Rian. I was kidnapped and now work in mining sector. we mine for water . a story about my escape and recapture.

Just a tiny story about how cruel humans are. Fake promises and false hope. A somewhat poem about mixed roses and violets. I uselessly kept going with a stupid poem: you have to lose something to gain another. That till I found myself on my knees with nothing left to lose and nothing to gain. I could die from this effort to live. ... (Warning: this story is real and contains self-harm, suicide attempts, drug-overdose, depression)

I'm on a role with self explanatory names

I would probably need suggestions for characters since I have no life

What happens when a teenage girl (probably with an undiagnosed mental illness) gets reborn into her favorite novel as the love interest of the king and the talented Architect? P.s the novel is "The Right Hand of the Grand Master,". which is insane considering the book is based on 10th-11th century Georgia (not the State, i'm talking about the country). What will the main character do? Will she make sure her fiance doesn't die because of the king? Or Will she make King Giorgi fall for her, thus ruining her family? Please know this is purely self-indulgent. So if a chapter doesn't come early or something don't worry too much. "The Grandmaster's Right hand" does not belong to me, it belongs to Konstantine Gamsaxurdia, I advise you all to read this fantastic work.

What would it be like if you traveled to a new world, one that surpassed your wildest dreams?

There's a time where kids are taken from their homes and nobody knows when it is. Nathan was one one of them. This is the story of Nathan and Cathrine as they live in the kidnappers home, but something is off. Will they figure out the issue or will they lose all hope of leaving?

The protagonist is young, disorganised and spontaneous. Her life is full of self criticism but has god-complex at the same time, often hating herself freely like it is a lore to be pitied and makes her more likeable. But things shift when a new girl joins the sports centre. A secret recording has been made. How will both let go of their pride and join forces to work together and achieve success? It's not a romance story, but a story of finding sufficient 'Fortitude' Join the two girls and the other characters on this simple journey to be strong enough.

The next demon lord shouldn't be so obsessed with an enemy that he wants to turn into demon, should he? I've always had weird obsessions, but this one is definitely something. It feels weird, yet I want it to consume me. This book includes description of sexual scenes. If you're uncomfortable with such, please don't read or report my book. You have been warned. Thanks you for understanding and enjoy. Updates on weekends. The second book in the series "Obsession".

Meet Piper Hollows. She doesn't like to go out if she has the choice not to. She has things to do and is perfectly fine being in her room on Saturday nights, with her huge pride, her many piles of books, and her sketch pad full of the stick figures she loves to doodle. Starting to notice Piper's isolation from other people, her friends make a bet with her: if she can go on 12 different dates, then they will stop bothering her about her social preferences. But if Piper doesn't go, then they will forever continue to bring it up. As stupid as it sounded, Piper finally saw a way out and to prove that she just wasn't the type to go out and still have her pride intact. She relunctantly agrees, but things go unexpected such as: knocking out (it was an accident, she swears) one of the popular girls in school, actually having to attend detention (the horror!), maybe even making some new friends along the way, and probably having some of the worst dates possible. But who knows, this could be kinda fun... © Copyright 2012 All rights reserved

I just never forgot him but he moved on like nothing ever happened between us. Or so I thought... Scarlet Hutton is invited to a wedding where Blake, her ex will be attending too... he's with that blonde girl though.

think of this like an open journal. an overflow of thoughts. it's not always going to make sense, not always going to be complete. possibly confusing or very boring. but oh well.

Fear an terror, such real things. Us as humans have so many emotions. But the most prominent are those that defend us from the unknown. Letting us know that something's not right or someone's off kilter. But what if those emotions were stirred so hard by everything you were afraid of. Like something's liked seeing you afraid. Helpless and weak, emotionally and mentally tired of the torment. What If?