Writetogether Stories

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ANOTHER YEAR WITHOUT MY SISTER!!!

Can't I be her ? I love you Lucia

Nia Carter, the girl who seems to have it all lives in a world were the most dangerous of events occur. A war broke out which separated everyone to return to their respected lineage. Unlike everyone else, Nia knows nothing about her parents' lineage, Raised only by her mother's boyfriend, a strong bond grows between them. An opportunity arises for Nia to find out more about her parent's past. Will she remain rooted to the place she calls home OR will curiosity get the best of her? Through the help of her bestie and new found friend, Cat and Stacey, she'll find out more through the pieces of her mother's diary. Book cover by @Bella-Faye

Some texts written for #WriteTogether Challenge to keep on writing even during the quarantine times. I've begun from the 3rd challenge as I missed the previous ones. Read if you're interested...

Every part will be a different short story from my thoughts or strangers'. These stories may be true or false. Although they won't be shown as, it's up to the reader to believe what they believe. Enjoy : )

Join me on the trail of a virus unknown to mankind. Difficult in terms of detection yet adroit in transmission. The virus ultimately meets its carrier and suddenly ignites chaos. Even though this has never happened before; But can the carrier also be the cure? *Never judge a book by its cover. CLICK TO FIND OUT ********************************* MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKINGS #10 - carrier out of 1.55k stories #917 - humour out of 34k stories #160 - politics out of 8.44k stories #121 - virus out of 7k stories #94 - disease out of 6.79k stories ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~SNIPPET~ I then retrieve the keys to my grey Lamborghini Veneno, mentally picturing my sweet ride to school. I open the front door breathing in some fresh air while chanting positive vibes. (Today's going to be splendid. Nightmares can't ruin your day, never have and never will.) Just as I'm about to step out, I hear a masculine voice. "Good to see you, neighbour." I cringe. (oh no!)

A short story about how the coronavirus impacted Olivia's life. #WriteTogether

These are my entries for the writting challenges of #WriteTogether contest. ❗Please read and comment! I'll appreciate any kind of feedback. Thank you!

A collection of poems about being in the midst of a deep depression and how it can feel as though you're alone, drowning under the weight of sadness.

In this difficult time being home is the only possibility to save your life and save other others lives as well. Experiencing lockdown, work from home and feelings of what people might be having during this lockdown time

# write together challenge four, something that brings you happiness in these difficult times.

Having a go at the contests

My writings ✍️ from Community Happenings of Wattpad

Trying to get back into writing again so I am trying the #writetogether weekly challenge. Give it a read and let me know what you think.

Marleen Dunlow found the journal of a scientist who helped look for a vaccine when the COVID-19 pandemic had started.Now she is on a desperate race to find the facility that might hold the cure to end COVID-19. She just wants to be a normal girl.As the journey continues she finds trouble and grasps onto the little hope she has left. Will she be able to make it to the facility in time? PART 4 IN A SERIES OF SHORT STORIES Written by @Little03Nerdy

Aim of Life If life is a river then its goal should not be to join the sea, the goal of life should be to make the land alongside fertile and flow properly. We have come empty-handed and shall go empty handed. We will take along some memories, and leave behind footprints. Only love can make this way of our journey beautiful. This universe of ours - is it a reality or a dream? Is it tangible or illusion? This is a big question. We shall not be able to find answers ever to many such similar questions. What is the aim of our lives? Is it Success or pleasure? Advancement or sacrifice? Money or Love? Power or Respect? Being famous or being integrated? Work or Service? Enjoying life or understanding God? Knowledge or Devotion? Being victorious or discovering something new? All of us have different opinions. A soldier's aim is victory. A lover's aim is love. An artist's aim is to create something new. A saint's aim is sacrifice. A spiritual leader aims to understand the existence of God. A common man's aim is to enjoy life. For some people, work is the objective of life, while some people think service is the actual aim of life. As Swami Vivekananda said 'those who serve mankind or any other living being are serving God.' Devote yourself for betterment of the whole world.

"We are like stars, I think. Invisible lines connecting us" Short story inspired by my life with social distancing in this time of a massive virus outbreak. Part of the Wattpad writing challenge #WriteTogether. Stay home. Stay safe. Don't die.

Colourful birds Colourful birds spread their wings In the sky they fly. Some humans hold those birds captive in cages. Inside the cages those birds keep on sobbing. Still, why I know not, Some humans hold those birds captive in cages. O Lord, give me strength. So that I may set those birds free from the captivity of cages and return those to the bosom of the sky. I want those colourful birds, in the bosom of the sky spread their wings and fly again. The message of peace and freedom may spread all over the world. Internal freedom is more important than external freedom. Free your inner soul bird.