Worldissues Stories

Why do we judge everyone because of a few? Why can't we just be fair? When did we start hating people we don't even know?

Poetry is my way of getting through deep meanings and tough circumstances that can relate to so many . (Includes all topics) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒴𝑜𝓊, 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒. 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝒴𝑜𝓊. I would appreciate it if you guys could vote the chapters🥺 This is a work of fiction, I own nothing but the plot!

India is a time traveller. She has travelled back from the future to find these girls as children. India has seen and followed each of them throughout their lives and wants to change how they end. Each of the girls gets discriminated for different reasons. India collects them as children in hope of raising them to fight against this and the issues of the world. But how do they do it?

ann, my name .. followed by a poem told from watching the frogs jump for hours. As always, it was dad who says the poem and i listen by the fire place , curious eyes peering at the poet and the fire alternatively. It was supposed to be like this for an undefined amount of time. With characters in and out of life and choices that must be made. But it's not like this anymore, although I have choices among beings with no choice. I could call them humans .. hadn't it been for the fact that, they no longer had brains of their own. Unedited

A magazine detailing something I've coin as "prolific activism"-- Come here to be informed on good activism practices and major issues that are circulating the world.

this story is how I see home and the world ,it talks about depression, school ,disorders all types of emotions you may go through, and gives advice, it talks about my life as someone who is currently in middleschool almost highschool, and how I view the world and how I think others view the world,it also talks about God and Christianity a little and faith, and how scary the world is and how I apperactie that a bit but then it talks on how I feel bad for being ungrateful, and my most grateful times that I think shaped me to who I am , it talks about death too a bit and how important living is and who you may find along the way and never giving up, all the painful and happy experiences, it talks about me and also other people and how they feel and how it shapes someone to do something and motivate people, it talks about body positively and negatives, and real friends and fake coming from someone so young I think this story is super important or atleast to me and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing on my own and I hope I wrote the emotions well enough to understand. and no nsfw, but some romance

A story completed for a school assignment. Surprisingly grim and depressing. About a fish named Bubbles coping with his brother's death and trying to survive on his own

── 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧' ↳ Rants About The World & More. ( 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ) ( 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐲, 𝐁𝐫𝐢, 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐲 )

I got this idea from @aprilsepticeye (sorry if that's wrong) when I was looking at her works. Here I'll just rant about random shit. And on occasion I'll do other shit here.

In dystopian South Korea,there are not enough humans,so too much oxygen is released in the atmosphere. There aren't enough humans to give out carbon dioxide,so many plants are dying. The Korean government decided it would be best to select a day to get rid of all the oxygen in the atmosphere, and only have humans to breathe out. The day they chose was my birthday.

FEATURED IN @WattpadPoetry READING LIST! First place - Luna Awards 2023 --- 15 parts. 500 words. One poem. And the ultimate question of humanity. ------- We spend our lives running, for something, to somewhere. Sometimes we know, and sometimes we don't. It's a plague, a disease, that dreams have become more about satisfying the world than becoming the best person you can be. And it's worked its way into every aspect of our lives, until judgement, rejection, arrogance, heartbreak, and dissatisfaction have overran our hearts, minds, and willpower. We're chasing stars. But why? How? For what? Maybe if we truly wish to change this world, we need to start answering that question...

"Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about awakening yourself". A collection of quotes, poetry, and wisdom. For moods ranging from dark to beautiful; all with a slight twist just to brighten up your day. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Start date: 11/22/18 Status: On-going End date: -/-/- 🦋 Highest rankings: #2 in World Issues #7 in Real life #9 in Climate #10 in Climate Change #29 in Life Quotes #262 in Self-love #428 in Dream 🦋

Speeches on range of different topics, meant to inspire and motivate

Atoms combined squishing me in to existence and I can feel all of humanities tragedies and fixation yet i ignore it all because, all I am is a bunch of neutrons lingering in peoples air, they breath me in and out and when there shattered they grasp on to me. I'm everywhere...no where to hide from this beautiful but intoxicating area. Street lights bright and green try to mimic the stars and yet they fail. Cars kill me and earth pushes me down with its o-Zone layer. Everyday I see the same things and yet I'm silent and cant scream in pain or smile of joy because I was born with no choice but yet no limits. Blood, love, air, anger, crime, justice, lies. An endless cycle that makes my eyes transparent from shock.One breath of air and they sigh curing there problems...but what about me! Do I exist here rotting with jealousy on those who use me. Make me want to be greedy. People testing my patience and when the world ends I'll go to the universe and tell them the stories of the people on earth.my stories. ----------------------------- Arthur's note: I'm not an atheist ( honestly that was a note to myself.) I personally believe there is more than just a universe but some where beautiful where god exist(I'm Muslim so please don't judge harshly on the topic). This will be a book of short stories on what my characters has to witness everyday. But all fictional ideas our universe which can sound either good or bad.

A poem about the different kinds of privilege, the people who are not privileged, and how everyone, both privileged and not, can help each other create peace in the world.

This is anything that corrupts society down to broken people.

In each part I discuss in a brief way about our world's issues.