Wasting Stories

- لَسْتُ قاسِيَةً، بَلْ هُمْ مَنْ جَعَلُونِي هَكَذَا؛ فَحَيَاتِي لَمْ تَكُنْ لِي يَوْمًا، فَمَالِي أُلامُ عَلَى مَا لَمْ أَخْتَرْهُ؟.. .. - لَمْ أَقْصِدْ جَرْحَ أَحَدٍ، وَلَكِنَّني رُوحٌ أَثْقَلَهَا مَا مَرَّ بِهَا، فَلَمْ تَبْقَ القَسْوَةُ إِلَّا طَرِيقَتَهَا فِي البَقَاءِ.. .. - كَانَتْ بَارِدَةً كَالصَّقِيعِ، وَكَأَنَّ قَلْبَهَا مِنْ جَلِيدٍ!.. .. - حَاوَلْت لَمْلَمَةَ شَتَاتِ رُوحِها، فَحَطَّمُوا مَا تَبَقَّى مِنهَا؛ فَاسْتَسْلَمْت لقَلبِهَا... فَمَا جَدْوَى المُحَاوَلَةِ لِشَيْءٍ لَا قِيمَه لهُ؟.. .. - لَيتَنَا كُنَّا لِبَعضِنَا... - أَبِـيـس.. .~اتَمَنَّى قِرَاءَة مَاتِعَةٌ لَكُم ~.

(SONADOW) Sometimes we find ourselves in others. And sometimes others, in us. . . . . "Look, you may be the ultimate life form and all that. But you're still my friend. and I care for you, just like I do with any of my friends!" ... "... Your...friend?" "Of course you are, no matter how many of those dumb insults you throw at me or even with your cold personality, I still love and care for you." That same stupidly happy voice of his, with that obnoxious grin on his face. I almost wish we could be more than that. Tears will fall, and feelings revealed. (There may be angst, Idk yet)

A girl who has a normal life and has a crush.

Life is too short so always be nice to everyone

Ok so I've never used Wattpad before, and I have no idea if everyone's gonna be able to see this, but imma just put my story in progress on here because yeah, why not (: anyways if your looking for an amateur writer with dumb story ideas, here ya go!

Bet you didn't expect this, huh?

What would you do when you wake up on your birthday to find your parents gone? Midnight didn't know how to react. Men came for her and she listened to her only instincts: run and hide! And that's what she did for the rest of her life. In a town she meets special people and then They come. What does she do when she wants to save the people she cares about? She does what she does best, she runs.

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she is the reason that my blood remains in my veins.

❝The function of a man is to live, not to exist.❞ is a thing many people learn before it's too late. Join this young person as they learn the truth - But is it too late for them?

A simple acrostic poem about a trait of which many of us are guilty.

I . really . don't . know . anymore .......... :^

How long does it take to tell a story? Two hours? Two minutes? Fifty thousand words? One sentence? Just like how the taste and the shape of a dish depend largely on the cook who prepares it, the story lives and breathes only by the author who writes it. In here you will find bite-sized works of fiction: one hundred stories, all told in one hundred words – no more, no less. Be tickled; amused; intrigued; repelled; horrified; or any combination of the above as you gaze through peepholes into the worlds in which these stories and characters come to life.

Time is the key to life ! If you love life don't waste time...