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The Truth About Boys

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Being a teenager isn't easy to say the least - being a teenager in an oppressive state is difficult, being a teenager in a capitalist world is horrible, being a teenager in the upper echelon of society is atrocious, but; being a teenager in an oppressive, capitalist, sexist, close-minded, culturally bipolar, fanatically "religious", intensely judgmental country with a society that practically worships both gossip and the "behind closed doors" policy -all the while being a female? You're fucked love. Welcome aboard the adventure of a gang of blossoming young women in a High School in Cairo, Egypt struggling to find themselves in the contradictory mess they call their culture - a tribute to the once pure souls tainted by the darkness of sin and tragedy, pain and loss, and the hopeless attempts of trying to regain that purity only to be denied at every turn. Do our mistakes define us?All Rights Reserved

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OBLIVIOUS REDEMPTION by whimzydazzles

Everyone has that one life changing moment, That moment defines you. It shapes who you are as a person, and pushes you down the path that leads to the rest of your life. Sometimes you see it coming from a mile away, but other times it happens in a split second. That's how it went for me, one quick flash and my life was completely derailed I see the beautiful bridesmaids and the cute little flower girl, walking down the isle. Then I saw a handicapped stranger sitting on a wheelchair at the bridal stage. My eyes meet his immediately as i stand by the door. I froze, feeling my heartbeat quicken. They opened the double door wider allowing me to walk through it with my friends and family.

Breaking free (GxG) by worldchange97

My name is Brooklyn Robert. I'm 17, head cheerleader since my freshman year, I have fair grades and people always compliment me on my looks even though I see myself as completely ordinary. I have to admit that my life includes indeniable advantages. My mother, Laurence Robert - pronounced in French s'il vous plaît - is a worldwide renowned fashion designer, meaning that I have quite a lot of pocket money along with a huge property to my disposal. For a teenager who just gets started in life, those assets may lead one to believe that I have all the tools to be happy and successful. But I'm not. I reached the bottom so fast and so hard that I couldn't see a way out. I was trapped in a dark hole with no issue. I was so tired that my only desire was to end it. I wanted it so bad that I swallowed two bottles of sleeping pills and I let myself be taken away by that haunting darkness. But it didn't work. I'm still here, alive and ready to die. #1 sexualorientation #2 suffering #11 girlxgirl __________________________ [Explicit content. May be triggering (rape, suicidal thoughts, sexual assault, violence, revenge porn...). Please take care of yourselves.]

Cold Water by adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

Caught Under The Stairs [gxg] by kaymacy101

STORY IS BEING REVAMPED, CHAPTERS WILL BE REPOSTED SOON In Brookstone High, the Highschool of a small remote city, hatred and violence is a common occurrence among students, especially those in a minority- lgbt teenagers, who are forced to hide among the shadows to protect their lives. There are only a few places where they could express themselves, yet they usually don't, as the lingering fear of the consequences and potential isolation terrifies them. There's a saying in many languages that goes somewhat along these lines- strength is in unity. However, none of these students know of each other. They think they're alone, lost in the darkness of the void. That is, until something happens. A butterfly effect, you could call it that. Myla comes across something she shouldn't have seen, and as time passes, this event slowly changes everything. ._,_[#|>_!!__%==• Behind closed doors, there's much more depths then you'd image. Fear and wraith isn't something that comes from the surface, it's deep rooted. It eats you alive, becoming unbearable to handle. Even when everything seems right on the surface, it's truly not. And it might never be. TW ⚠️ this story contains violence, violent language, homophobia, abuse, SA topics (no scenes), and is possibly a bit cringey. This is a gxg focused story, but there are other couples/sexualities presented, which is why the tags are there

Beneath The Surface by rainxroses

I'm falling... Falling, helplessly and inevitably; completely at the mercy of the forces dragging me down. Having to trust in an entity's blind intentions and praying to God that they won't let me hit the ground. It's an incredible and horrifying feeling. A feeling that I live for. And I have realized that having something to live for makes you all the more scared of dying. (Constant uploads, and even more editing to older uploads)

Types of tears (COMPLETED) by dali_alvz

Why do bad things happen to good people? A question that his boy is making himself more then ever this days. From the beginning we see a 17 year old boy, struggling to finish high School, filled up with insecurities, mental health issues, a toxic family home, and impossible standards to live up to. He has learn to not only hate his life, but to want finish it off as fast as possible. Close to finally graduating high school his English teacher, Mr Steve, assigns the class a special progect. "To be able to see life through different eyes, and write about it." For this, Mr Steve gets his class to assist a hospital 3 times a week, and assigns each student, with a patient. This is the moment where this boy meets Royal, a cancer sick 17 year old girl, that has lived in a hospital her hole life, but still finds beauty and meaning in it. Through out the report the boy gets more and more involved in Royal's life, spending unfortunately moments together. But through out the journey he asks himself more and more. "Why do bad things happen to good people?" (#2 findingeachother 20/10/2018) --WARNING-- This story contains strong opinions over depression, suicide, and a life in general if you are easily offended please do not read this thank you, I love you.

Whispers of our Hearts (gxg) by thegayykid

Hazel and Ivy are inseparable-best friends in a small town where any deviation from the norm is critically viewed. Their friendship has seen them through the ups and downs of adolescence, but when deep connection unexpectedly turns into tender feelings, their worlds are thrown into turmoil. Hazel is unsure of her feelings-friendship or love? Ivy knows what she wants, but fear of the unknown and the reactions of her conservative surroundings hold her back. Amidst family tensions and societal expectations, the two struggle to understand what they truly feel for each other. But how does one deal with feelings that could destroy everything that has mattered to them so far? How can they find their way when the love that draws them together is simultaneously seen as the greatest crime? ----- Excerpt: "Are you sure we're ready for this, I mean, that between us, you and me?" she asked softly as my gaze swept over the shimmering surface of the river. "What if someone finds out?" I gently placed my hand on her arm. "Sometimes you have to take a risk to find out what really matters," I said, my voice a whisper in the evening breeze. "I know it's complicated, but I can't ignore these feelings any longer. I want you to know how I feel-not just as a friend, but as something more." I felt my heart race. I could barely grasp the pain and joy in Hazel's eyes. The moment was so intense it felt as if it could stop time. ----- Trigger Warnings: Forbidden Love Family Conflicts Emotional Strain Loss of a Loved One Suicide Societal Pressure and Stigmatization Homophobia ----- English isn't my first language, therefore, there may be some spelling and grammatical mistakes

Catastrophically Carla (Lesbian Story) by xpaaulettex

Ages 14+ (lesbian concepts and some profanity) This is not your everyday love story, okay? It's not a chick flick either. The events and themes within my pages have meaning, depth, truth-and most of all, reality. You are about to be taken on an adventure about a girl who's life is not like everybody else's. I look like a normal teen girl, I mean, I have hair and two eyes and two hands and feet like everybody else, but I couldn't feel more different. I have two moms, yes. Let's just get that out there before you start reading and close my diary like everyone in my life has shut me out of theirs. All I want is a normal life with normal friends who don't judge me because of my home situation. I don't even remember the last time I went on a sleepover or called somebody my age. I don't mean to be a downer, because it does get better. Life gets better. Struggles are only temporary, I know that now. And by my last words reach your eyes, I've come a long way, and have grown to see potential in myself. I'm sharing this with you because I want to make a difference. I know now that I'm not the only one in the world that feels alone. I've been there, done that, and there's more loneliness to come, but for now, I feel more prepared for it. I know how it feels to sit by yourself at lunch every day and how it feels to watch others go to prom with dates and feel like shit because you don't think you'd even have any friends to go with. Please ready my diary. I am much older now, and much more wiser, and I can't wait for you to realize the potential in yourself, too.

Perfectly Imperfect by Rihanna_Adedeji

We're all broken, all beautifully Imperfect. They say these would be the best days of our lives but does that mean it could be the worst too? For a typical Nigerian teenager, secondary school days, especially the senior years are supposed to be the best, endless fun, happy memories, hangouts, friendship, and even first loves but for Kunmi, a girl who suffers extreme low self-esteem due to body shaming, she just wants to remain unseen for the rest of her secondary school days. A friendship with the queen bee of her school leads her to another group of teenagers, especially Adam, the pretty boy with the golden smile and for the first time, she felt she could truly belong somewhere but then, all is not what it seems with the group of teenagers as some of them have even bigger demons and secrets, secrets that'd mar them forever. Follow these teenagers on their journey to self-love, self-discovery amidst secondary school drama, setups, makeups, and well, brain-busting twists.

The Boy She Saw in the Hospital by triciawritess

"Death isn't just one thing that happens and is over with. That description fits life more. Death is eternal. I mean that's how I view it. Death brings joy and pain. In my opinion life should be viewed as death is. The end. Death is the beginning. A new life, a fresh new start. Its beauty is unmatched. I imagine it feels like stars bursting, a million smiles and just pure happiness." Cancer. What a pain. Valerie's crippling illness leaves her hospitalised, bored out of her mind, dreaming of how she just wants to be a normal teenager. Although her thoughts are constantly intruded by someone. The boy. She was intrigued by him, he visited everyday at the same time, 2:47pm. She wanted to know his story, why was he here? Is he visiting someone? Her curiosity overflowed her. Anyways, it didn't matter, for her illness was getting better and she could finally get back to school. Sophomore year. Gosh. She could finally be a normal teenager. Then she saw "him" in the school hallways. The boy. Although he seemed different, less warm, more cold. It was like he put up a façade and barricaded his true self. His true self being... the boy she saw in the hospital. 🥇First place in The Star Awards 🥇First place in The Ember Awards #24 in sadromance #15 in cancerpatient finished- 22/09/22

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OBLIVIOUS REDEMPTION cover

Breaking free (GxG) cover

Cold Water cover

Caught Under The Stairs [gxg] cover

Beneath The Surface cover

Types of tears (COMPLETED) cover

Whispers of our Hearts (gxg) cover

Catastrophically Carla (Lesbian Story) cover

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The Boy She Saw in the Hospital cover

OBLIVIOUS REDEMPTION

Everyone has that one life changing moment, That moment defines you. It shapes who you are as a person, and pushes you down the path that leads to the rest of your life. Sometimes you see it coming from a mile away, but other times it happens in a split second. That's how it went for me, one quick flash and my life was completely derailed I see the beautiful bridesmaids and the cute little flower girl, walking down the isle. Then I saw a handicapped stranger sitting on a wheelchair at the bridal stage. My eyes meet his immediately as i stand by the door. I froze, feeling my heartbeat quicken. They opened the double door wider allowing me to walk through it with my friends and family.