Womens-rights Stories

Do not copy my story. What happens when a girl, who is shamed and criticized by her own people for not being perfect in their eyes, finds her place in the world? And that place demands she takes her fate in her own hands and live her life, facing her challenges head on? What happens when the world she finds herself in is full of friends and foe, and all look the same? Ayana just happened to be that girl. Read to find out her future, in this unforgiving yet innocent world. I will try to update weekly... (try) Enjoy this story. The cover picture doesn't belong to me. I have taken the picture from Pinterest. If its your picture and you want me to remove it I will. I own the story and the characters though. ✌

What happens when the place meant to protect you becomes the place that breaks you? Agony (Parents Can Be Wrong) is a powerful and emotional story about growing up in a toxic home filled with constant conflict, painful words, and shattered self-worth. From a young age, she watched her home turn into a battlefield where arguments, insults, and violence were everyday realities. Instead of love, she learned fear. Instead of encouragement, she heard words that made her believe she was worthless simply because she was a girl. The constant tension slowly destroyed her confidence and shaped how she saw herself and the world around her. Pain turned into silence. Silence turned into anger. And anger slowly grew into hatred toward the very people she was taught to respect. But deep inside the broken pieces of her heart, a small spark of hope remained. This deeply moving story explores: • The emotional scars of growing up in a toxic family • The painful impact of gender discrimination • The silent struggles of children in violent homes • The journey from brokenness toward healing Agony (Parents Can Be Wrong) is more than just a story, it is a voice for every child who has ever suffered in silence and a reminder that sometimes... even parents can be wrong. A heartbreaking yet powerful story of pain, survival, and hope.

सुना है कि उनको शिकायत बहुत है नज़र भर के वो देखते भी नहीं हैं हमारे लिए सोचते भी नहीं हैं गुज़रते हैं हम रोज़ राहों से उनकी मगर वो हमें रोकते भी नहीं हैं A tale of love vs hate She is just a broken piece crushed by many legs. He is the one who wasn't expected in her life. She is filled with hate and guilt. When cries turn into lies. A battle of blood, pain and grief. "ना वो मोहब्बत थी, न ये नफ़रत है... बस एक अनकही सी कशमकश है।"

Can one be fortunate enough to find true love a second time also? Or unlucky to lose again? Journey of a widow amidst storms to survive. A chance to have her own happily ever after

The Ways We Grow Up is a quiet exploration of girlhood through the layered lenses of patriarchy and matriarchy ,the structures that shape women, and the women who shape each other. Through moments both tender and questioning, the collection reflects on the ways women grow inside expectations ,sometimes embracing them, sometimes resisting them, always redefining them. These poems do not seek to accuse or absolve. They simply watch, remember, and ask: How do girls become women? And what parts of ourselves do we inherit along the way? But beneath the warmth of those moment lies a deeper question- what exactly is she being taught? Care? Survival? Tradition? Or the quiet weight of roles written long before she was born?

Elena Harper built her life around the people she loved. A devoted mother and a loyal wife, she spent years holding her family together-remembering the bills, fixing the mistakes, carrying the responsibilities her husband quietly left behind. But somewhere between the school lunches, late-night worries, and silent disappointments, Elena realized something heartbreaking. She wasn't just raising her children. She was raising the man she married. As the weight of everything she carries grows heavier, Elena is forced to ask herself a question she's avoided for years: How much of yourself can you give away before there's nothing left?

Its a poem for women's Day

She rises where the sun kisses every land, her heart guided by faith, her steps carried by patience and prayer. She loves, endures, and believes, her soul a quiet universe of strength, grace, and trust in Allah and her Supporter. Daughters of the Earth is fifteen verses for every woman a celebration of her dignity, resilience, and the divine light she carries within.

This is book or poetry that I started back in the height of my depression and I've slowly continued to update it through my recovery. I've gone through a lot of things in my life that have led to a lot of poems full of my raw emotions. I continue to post today because maybe someone will connect with what I write and see my recovery and know they can do it too. There is poems about everything In here so please give it a look through! Courtney

I will talk about something that makes me really mad every day. Sexism is not funny, you don't joke about or romanticise it.

Today every woman has this common complaint he has changed. But is this the truth. Are all men changing? If all are then It can't be wrong. The thing which causes mans change in behaviour is very down to his physiology read to know what it is and how to handle yourself and him efficiently.

Leigh Marlow has an issue - two issues. The first, her uncanny ability to never forget and never forgive. The second, her overly-protective neighbor Henry. After the horrible deaths of her beloved father and sister, Leigh tries her best to provide for her poverty-stricken family. But Henry, the boy whom she hates deeply, has the same intentions. In a journey of self-doubt, love, and struggle, we learn the art of forgetting. So, what will happen to us when we fall? Please vote if you would like me to continue the story :) Writing in progress.

A young girl was born and raised into a wealthy family. She had everything; money, clothes, a nice home. But, that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to be, free. To whatever she wanted without being told 'no', what to wear or what she has to be. She would fight for her and other's women's rights.

"There is freedom waiting for you On the breezes of the sky And you ask, 'What if I fall?' Oh but my darling What if you fly? - e.h

Cassie has seen first hand that depending on others- as well as letting them get too close- can give away too much power. When she started school away from home, she was blessed to find an amazing roommate and best friend in Katie, and they are working toward degrees, the future, and security through their own hard work. When you are consistent with your rules to support all of that,plus work and college, what could possibly go wrong, right? Two women on their own requires safety, security, and having each other's back. It also requires dreams, hope and calling each other out. Life likes to throw curve balls, and fighting through the tough parts without letting it change you, or take away your hope is a challenge on top of the rest. I need to warn you, there is talk of abuse, stalking and other trauma in this story. I'll put trigger warnings on chapter, but I understand that sometimes triggers appear where we don't expect them. Also, I love feedback. It might not change the story in itself, but can change ways things are handled, and give a place for us to talk about how to handle things in a safe, healthy way. I will delete mean and inappropriate content because this is meant to be a positive place for all! I look forward to getting to know you all!

Mehek was being raised by a single mom and was a medical student. she starts to wonder if that's what she supposed to do just enduring every pain. Realising and chasing after her dream wasn't easy for her still she didn't have anything planned; and besides her mother was considering marrying her with her distant relative ahnaf who was just bully. will she find her passion? will she chase them? or Remain random girl in the crowd.

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The land of Ginima has many different species and landscapes than earth. The most peaceful part of Ginima is a large village called Grumond. It use to have no evil on any inch of the land.. But after an incident and thirst for power...a man named Dameran hoped to destroy everything in the village and take over the land. The only people who could stop him were the bravest, smartest, and strongest warriors in Grumond. They were named The Zodiac Warriors. The twelve women were blessed with elemental powers, weapons, and the strongest armour. They defeated Dameran and lived happily. It has now been thousands of years and only one warrior still lives on. She is quite old and cannot fight anymore. But Dameran is stronger than ever and wants to take over once and for all. The last Zodiac Warrior needs to find a new pack of heroes and train them... They need to save Ginima and take down Dameran once more while facing a long journey and other creatures along the way. Can they do it?

"Your name" He said in a threatening tone. "Why do you want to know ,Sir? I said , feeling a bit of sweat starting to form on my forehead. "Now." "C-cecilia Faye." Don't stutter you idiot! It shows signs of weakness. "Miss Faye, you and I have some serious business to talk about." A woman in the 1800s entering in a powerful man's world. Join Cecilia Faye and James Harrington on there unlimited adventures together. ----------- This story is a work of fiction. None of these characters are real. I will be very displeased if someone tries to claim my content. I hope you guys enjoy this story.

Belladonna is finally betrothed to her prince, after years of perfect obedience and strangled court manners. Everyone in the southern hemisphere would kill to be her, and Donna was determined to make sure her position as queen was cemented. Unfortunately, her soon to be husband has been harbouring a certain secret, which prevents their matrimony, and has the power to ruin Donna's public image. Donna's plans fall straight into the fiery pits of hell. Fortunately for her, opportunity knocks in the form of the neighbouring North kingdom needing a new queen. The kingdom of the North is quite different from the South, and the king of the North is quite different from what she thought.