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Aurora

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Reads 701
Votes 262
Parts 20
Time 1h 59m

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"I don't see what's so fascinating about the the northern lights!If you just want to see a beautiful,illuminating sky,watch it when the sun rises! The light of the Dawn. I love it and it's my Aurora"

I was sixteen then. 

After she walked away,I remembered that it was my mother who had named me. I was born three months after she had returned from a week long tour in Finland. I knew what she had meant now. I was her light,I was her Aurora!!
         
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Life is a mystery
Everyone must stand alone
I can hear you call my name
And it feels like home

She was beautiful.
She was rich.
She was intelligent.
Moreover she was free and independent.

She lived the life many people simply craved for day and night.

Yet, Noor-Us-Seher wasn't at peace.

She didn't know she was lost untill someone mentioned it to her!!

She didn't know if she really was a believer untill the time she realised how difficult it was to be a believer in a world of illusions.

When there was no choice for her but to become a stranger in this world. 
It was then she realised!
Strangers were blessed!
Maybe not here,but somewhere else!!
And everything would be worth it,One Fine Day❤️❤️All Rights Reserved

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TRUTH by KM_CHITRA

Dr. Aasha is happy now, many people come to her daily, but her first case is not yet well. Infact there is something about this Roy family that is not normal. However, Aasha will find out the TRUTH. ...................................................................... As I was about to go, she clenched my fist with an utterly cold hand next to ice, as if lifeless and said, "Please don't tell anyone that you came here, Sameer's treatment should be kept a secret, don't worry your fees will reach your account every month on time." I assured her and turned to go when she asked, "Sorry, I forgot asking, what is your name?" "Aasha" ...................................................................... I am Dr. Aasha Goyel, a self-independent woman. A psychiatrist, this is the story of the first case I got in Vishakhapatnam, but I have to keep it a secret. There are so many questions that are hovering my mind as I venture forth to find the TRUTH. Will I be able to solve this case? Or will this be the last case of my career?

Can't Buy Me Love by srscrapper

"Breathing. Something I've always known how to do, yet sometimes it seems impossible. I sat in the passenger seat of a red convertible Mustang. The car belonged to my... would you call him my owner? I sat with my knees pulled up to my chest, I put my hand on the window of the car, wiping away some of the fog. My father and the guy who had just bought me, shook hands, finalizing the arrangement, as they stood on our front porch... or could you even call it that? The rain came down making it hard to see. Yes, breathing. Everyone knows how to do it, but it's normal for someone to forget how to, right? Right now, I felt as if my lungs had been ripped from my chest... or was that just my heart? My buyer ran from the porch, covering his head with his jacket. He stepped into his Mustang, and pulled it into reverse. Then with a simple movement, he turned the vehicle around and headed down the drive. I watched as my whole world slipped away." -Can't Buy Me Love *************************************** They were best friends, he was rich, she lived in a trailer. He moved away when she was 13 and then he moves back when she's 17. All her dad ever cared about was money, so for most of her life her dad had told her he was gonna sell her to a rich man, as soon as she was 18. But she wants nothing more than to be with her childhood love. Will he save her from her fate or will she get sold off to some loaded obnoxious stranger? She has secrets, he has secrets, a shadow lurks in the darkness watching her... can love even grow from that? ****** *Some mature content: Abuse and mature language*

Falling Apart by 1_Will_3

*TRIGGER WARNING: DEALS WITH DEPRESSION, SELF HARM AND SUICIDE* Amber is sixteen years old and to sugarcoat it... She hasn't had the best upbringing. She would love a different life, one where she can see her mother again and not be stuck with her abusive father. A life where she doesn't get taunted and hit and torn apart by everyone who she has ever seen. But she would never swap, she doesn't want anyone to endure the pain she's gone through. So instead, she tries to get rid of it... Again. But much to her disbelief, she is saved by the people she would least expect. She learns secrets about them that no one else knows. She feels included. Cared for. And dare I say it... She felt loved. For once in her life, she felt truly happy to be alive. But just when Amber felt safe, her life was flipped upside down and her past came back to haunt her just when she least expected it... (Sorry, I suck at descriptions, don't let it put you off) Ranking: #64 in Awareness #15 in Mental Health Awareness #73 in saddness

Chameleon ✔️ by CandaceMJ

I have three secrets. 1. I'm in the witness protection program. I witnessed my mother's murder when I was eight years old, and now the murderer is after me. 2. I can read minds. Or not "read" them... not exactly. But I can feel them. Every emotion has a color. An aura, as I call it. And I can feel those auras. I can feel the color of one's thoughts. 3. I can't feel Elijah Whitney's aura. [ COMPLETED - 1.28.16 ] [ LATEST REVISION - 8.17.19 ] [ SEQUEL COMING FALL 2019 ]

Letters from a Star by ruru_222

After her best friend's untimely death, Aurora finds herself stuck in a pit of despair. The joy of life has been sucked out of her and nothing feels real anymore. If she had to use one word to describe her world...she would pick 'numb'. She's freefalling into a pit of despair, fighting between her desire to overcome the grief and forgive her own mistakes...And the fear that she might repeat the things she did in the past and end up losing even more people. But when she finds her friend, Ishani's, journal -- with the words 'To Aurora' written on the front -- everything changes. It appears that Ishani had left a series of steps for Aurora to follow...steps to help her overcome the grief and live her life to the fullest. "Even if we don't ever tell them our story, the stars will whisper about us for centuries. They'll whisper it so quietly that even Icarus wouldn't hear it, if he ever decided to meet the sun's brothers and sisters." TW: strong themes of suicide and death.

Fated: Wars Against The Heart by froward

Her only sorrow was that she lived in a fairytale in this reality of now. She craved for a life what was called 'simple', but the world was way too complicated. The glitz of her world clashed with the realities of life and stole away all the dreams of her oceanic heart. And all she could do was to love him through her prayers, even amidst the thousand tides of memories. --- --- --- On the other side of the earth, her only sorrow was that she lived in the hands of the world where everything was dark and sad. She craved for a life what called a 'fairytale', but the world was way too selfish and real. When the possible of matters were too impossible, her dreams compromised with reality to give her at least what was called a 'home'. Her heartfelt aching prayers did find a destination to settle. --- --- --- They were three souls destined to live the one fate.

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Nowhere by LizThomaz

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𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐻𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑎 | 𝐁.𝐄. cover

Guilted: Wars Against The Past (Editing) cover

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TRUTH

Dr. Aasha is happy now, many people come to her daily, but her first case is not yet well. Infact there is something about this Roy family that is not normal. However, Aasha will find out the TRUTH. ...................................................................... As I was about to go, she clenched my fist with an utterly cold hand next to ice, as if lifeless and said, "Please don't tell anyone that you came here, Sameer's treatment should be kept a secret, don't worry your fees will reach your account every month on time." I assured her and turned to go when she asked, "Sorry, I forgot asking, what is your name?" "Aasha" ...................................................................... I am Dr. Aasha Goyel, a self-independent woman. A psychiatrist, this is the story of the first case I got in Vishakhapatnam, but I have to keep it a secret. There are so many questions that are hovering my mind as I venture forth to find the TRUTH. Will I be able to solve this case? Or will this be the last case of my career?