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The Memory under the Tree

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The sun was setting when these words were written on a record book. I put down everything that I can remember from 1995 until now. It's all about the views of some famous people and some of the good people along with the corrections I have received from older people that I have met. About the smileys, I incorporated them so you will know a bit how I feel about a certain topic. If you have problems or anything else about this work, you can ask me nicely.All Rights Reserved

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NAVEL GAZING: excessive absorption in self-analysis or focus on a single issue by ANMS111

-A Lie I decided to focus on family, choosing to believe and have faith that everything else would fall into place. I wasn't comfortable-or good-at lying to her. So, when Samantha surprised me one day by swallowing her pride and asking directly if anything had happened during our break, I hesitated. The silence, I believed, said it all. I was on the verge of confessing when she gave me an out: "If you tell me nothing happened, I'll believe you," she said. I should have told her the truth then-or resolved never to reveal it. Instead, years later, as I left for the final time, I selfishly brought it up. By confessing, I hoped to push her away. But in that moment, I let her believe what she clearly wanted to hold on to-that I had been faithful. She knew Pippa and probably sensed there was something between us, but she let it go-and so did I. It was cowardice, I know. Still, I made up my mind to make our dream a reality. And for a while, it worked. But fast-forward through the births of our three additional sons, and more than a dozen years, the same problems that once threatened us had only grown and would soon spiral out of control.

A Touching Of Lips (BoyxBoy) by mossfordgreen

Why does life come with so many different possible answers to the same question? Which answer is the correct one and how do you know for sure? Finding your true self, amid all the decisions you're forced to make in growing up, is quite a battle, isn't it? I was doing okay. Really I was. Then I literally bumped into him and that was it. That was when everything changed. My life took a new turn and became an exciting adventure. I found myself swept along in a sea of change that I either had to swim along with, or sink and drown. It was a no brainer to swim but fully embracing the changes to the way I thought and felt was quite a journey. This is my story.

Shit Happens by Butterflyjams

This is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expect from this book: I am not trying to make excuses for why I push so many people away, I am not trying to make excuses for my actions, I don't get excuses, not anymore, No, I am merely providing explanations, If you don't like them, If you don't except them, If you just don't care, Then that's on you, Because I will not answer the question why anymore, I will bare my soul to you in the folds of these pages, Not saying a word, These are my explanations, These are me, Do with them as you will. And I mean, just don't be an asshole. Thanks. Kisses <3

An Old Friend. Now A New Lover (REVAMPING) by Authorlady_yonn18

this is a newer version of my book. Due to not having access to my old account, all of my books will be published from this acc moving forward. Lets get my revamped stories up to 1k reads!:) Hope you enjoy! Vote and comment, and feedback is always helpful :))

Welcome to family affairs by Danirose1983

When my accounts were going down due to the Tuition fee for my kids university I had to think of something so I created a website site but when people started to write stories on us there's a saying you protect your own and deal with the rumors.

Cynical Souls by DramaQueenforreal

COMPLETED✅ Two high school teenagers finding themselves, analyzing this ever changing world, and building love. This is the type of love you wish you found in high school but probably know way too well that it only exists as fiction. Today I'm turning my fiction to reality. ❣️•••❣️ Excerpt: Just as I was about to seek shelter under some building's roof, the tires of a car come to a halt, I wonder who might pity the lonely girl walking in the rain. The passenger window rolls down, and I spot the most unexpected person seated behind the wheel. "Get in" comes out his voice, and I must've stood there agape for a few moments because next comes his rhetorical question. "Are you getting in or continuing walking in the rain?" Eyebrows raised expectantly. He sounds annoyed, like he regrets his decision to ever stop and help me. ❣️•••❣️ #5 in cynical #2 in loveandfriendship #1 in opinionated #4 in ihatelife #10 in nerdgirl #10 in HighschoolRomance #26 in GoodGirlBadBoy *contains mature themes. *contains cursing.

jc caylen imagines by radswift

[I wrote these when I was twelve and I'm too lazy to fix them so excuse the grammatical errors oops] all of this is as PG as it gets as I said I wrote this ages ago it is simply still up because for some reason it is my most popular book so I figured I'd just leave it instead of deleting it. {#3 under jc caylen imagines}

How to Find Purpose and Peace: Why Am I Here? by tacocat91

Why am I here? What is my purpose? What is the meaning of life? Why am I alive? It seems that since the dawn of time we have been asking ourselves this very question. Kings and philosophers have puzzled and theorized, and paupers and plebeians toil under the sun wondering if there's more to life. Even today we seem to be frantically running here or there trying to get the latest scoop, wondering if someone has finally figured it out. People look high and low, and they try a number of things only to still feel unhappy and dissatisfied. In my own life, the only thing that has made me truly happy and given me peace for my soul is God. He has been the chief help in combating my anxiety and depression. For me, God has been the foundation that I've placed my life around and have built my identity. I write about how I've found purpose, peace and how you can too! Jesus loves you and has an amazing plan for your life! Buckle up, and let's read about the purpose of your life and how to find real peace!

Pride month special || sp creek || tweek x Craig || by auz_666

something i am doing in honor of pride month because I'm gay and so it tweek and craig. it a sign from God. They will be in 9th grade for this (14-15) due to I find it hard to write from 10 years old pov so please keep that in mind. This is just a whole ass fluff book ☁️

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NAVEL GAZING: excessive absorption in self-analysis or focus on a single issue

-A Lie I decided to focus on family, choosing to believe and have faith that everything else would fall into place. I wasn't comfortable-or good-at lying to her. So, when Samantha surprised me one day by swallowing her pride and asking directly if anything had happened during our break, I hesitated. The silence, I believed, said it all. I was on the verge of confessing when she gave me an out: "If you tell me nothing happened, I'll believe you," she said. I should have told her the truth then-or resolved never to reveal it. Instead, years later, as I left for the final time, I selfishly brought it up. By confessing, I hoped to push her away. But in that moment, I let her believe what she clearly wanted to hold on to-that I had been faithful. She knew Pippa and probably sensed there was something between us, but she let it go-and so did I. It was cowardice, I know. Still, I made up my mind to make our dream a reality. And for a while, it worked. But fast-forward through the births of our three additional sons, and more than a dozen years, the same problems that once threatened us had only grown and would soon spiral out of control.