Historias de Unspoken

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She spent her whole life living for everyone else. Every morning, she woke up before the sun. Every night, she went to bed with a smile she never truly felt. No one noticed. No one cared. Except the four boys across the street. They watched her slowly disappear behind fake smiles, silent apologies, and a home that never felt like one. One day... Everything changes. Sometimes, the family you're born into isn't the one you're meant to stay with. Sometimes... Home is something you find.

This story is about my stranger. The one that got away. A train ticket, a borrowed jumper, and late-night walks."

In a world slowly crumbling beneath the weight of a deadly plague, truth hides within the quiet stories left untold. person who refuses to give up. person who steals apples to survive. A person burdened by duty. A person who doesn't yet understand loss. They all live in the same dying village-separate, yet connected. Apple's weaves a tale of fractured hope and quiet sorrow, seen through the eyes of those who chose to keep walking when the world begged them to stop. Each chapter reveals another side of a fading world-its secrets, regrets, and the simple desire to stay close to someone, even if just for a little while. Because sometimes, a single apple... is enough to save someone. Or destroy them.

Di antara perdebatan, kelas organisasi, dan gengsi yang enggan mengalah, dua mahasiswa Teknik perlahan belajar bahwa cinta tidak selalu datang dengan kata-kata manis, kadang ia datang lewat argumen yang tak pernah selesai, dan luka yang tak pernah benar-benar diucapkan. Kisah nyata tentang diam yang berbicara lebih keras dari kata-kata.

A poem paints different shades in different person's life. To some you can relate and others you will discover. They are universe in themselves. Holding emotions, feelings, and much more than just words. Its celestial... beyond world.. #highest rank 42

A book that will never be marked as completed until my very last breath as I decide to write about you as long as I live. The immortalized gentleman that the world knows but still remains mysterious and unknown. My eternal subject, my muse. ______________________ Date started: March 04, 2024 Date finished: January 11, 2025

The Sky I Wrote On is a collection of poems about love, loss, healing, and everything in between - moments that feel like sunsets, storms, and quiet stars. These poems or poetry are the thoughts I whispered to the sky when no one was listening . Beneath clouds and starlight, these pages carry fleeting moments - love that glows like sunsets, heartbreak that echoes in thunderstorms, and dreams painted across midnight skies. This isn't just a poetry book; it's a place for anyone who has ever looked up, searching for answers, and felt a little less alone.

This is all about the unspoken feelings of the author. These are meaningful messages of the author for herself and for some important people in her life

Samuel and Autumn go way back than their presents of their extremely successful career being a businessman and an author respectively. The two powerful individuals come together fighting the ghosts of themselves and each other finding unmatchable chemistry between the two as there's something that binds them. It all starts with the book Autumn has written on the memory of her late parents who used to own an orphanage; Yet To End. Upon reading this book Samuel feels an unspoken connection and the need to find the author who hasn't been a fan of being in the limelight but her success of the book doesn't allow her to do so. When exactly was their first meet? u to one another? Read this story to find out what fate holds in for them? Will Samuel and Autumn be two names taken together forever or remain two banks of the river. Unknown,the intention of the importance in each other's lives? Samuel and Autumn; A journey that's yet to end!

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Welcome to my poetry. As a newbie writer, I have embarked on a journey of self-expression and creativity. In this collection of poems, you will find a range of emotions that I have experienced from time to time. Each poem is a reflection of my feelings, expressed through the power of words. From joy to sadness, from hope to despair, you will find a piece of yourself in each poem. So sit back, relax, and let the words take you on a journey through the many feelings that make us who we are.

He didn't remember her. Not her face. Not her voice. Not the way his name used to sound when she said it like it mattered. But Mia Parker remembered everything. Not just what happened- but what it felt like when it did. She didn't come back for closure. Not for forgiveness. And definitely not for something as simple as love. She came back for something far more dangerous. To make him remember. Zack Turner doesn't chase. He never has to. People move for him. Space opens for him. And nothing ever stays long enough to matter. Until her. There's something wrong about the way Mia looks at him. Not scared. Not impressed. Not even surprised. Like she's waiting. Like she already knows how this ends. And every time she says his name- it doesn't sound new. It sounds unfinished. Like something was left behind. Like something was taken. Memories that don't exist. Feelings that shouldn't be there. A past he can't reach- and she refuses to let go. She didn't come back to remind him. She came back to force it. Even if it breaks him. Even if it breaks her. And this time- he won't get to forget.

If you can't find a listener then find a reader.

Just random writings. :) Bottled up feelings. Heart aches alert. A personal diary of sort, I guess. /just me screaming into the void/

Dylan hasn't talked for a while, not since the whole showdown. To be exact, 9 years he hasn't said a word. The only sound he ever made was breathing. But he's got amazing talent with his hands, writing, art, a lot of things. But nobody ever heard his silent words. Now he's 13, and he's got himself a roommate.

Some things are better left unsaid (I think I accidentally quoted Arianna Grande)

"He's holding her hand and I'm holding on to my sanity." -a line from 'A Bitter Reverie' Lyrics. Haiku. Poems. Prose. From me. To him. [Some of the entries might not be an original, I might add quotes I find in books or off the internet and I'll just credit the author after each entry.]