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A Lovely Life

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Time 5h 34m

MarcosMorales159

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Journey with me back in time as I rewrite the first Journal I kept from when I was in high school, and see that maybe even with how horrible life is most of the times, there are little things spread throughout that make life worth living.
My high school experience was full of drama, tears, laughter, and most of all constant search of love, and approval of the people around me. I can't always get what I want in this world. 
Life is a beautiful mess. It's not perfect, and filled with a lot of disappointments, and heartbreak. There are moments when it all feels too much, but there's not much we can do other than go with the flow of things.All Rights Reserved

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Memories (Will be going under extreme editing soon) by -markswife

Welcome to high school... or more like, my personal hell. Where I'll be judged on my appearance. Where the drama will fill my head with anxiety. Where I should be worrying about schoolwork, but I sorta won't. Where I probably won't love the people around me. Where my heart will be broken multiple times. Where I will fail the big test I studied for all night. Where I will spend most of my day wishing I was elsewhere. Where I will make friends and enemies. Where I will get into fights and learn painful lessons. Where six valuable hours of my day will be wasted. Where I will see a lot of people that I really don't want to see. Yeah, and they say high school is the greatest four years of your life. Well, guess again. - Megan

The Best Kept Secret! by writersosa

They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

Thoughts Of Me, Sorry. by psalmwolfe

Just everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**

Beyond Horizons by shirionchicks

This a story of two souls meeting in the most expected times of their lives. They fit together so perfectly and their connection was different from all the other relationships they had been in. However, one of them is in a relationship she cannot seem to get out of. Will they stay together or will they go separate ways? Read as their story unfolds as easy as ABC. ***** The first time I saw you in school, the gay girl inside of me was not screaming, not that you were horrible, unattractive or unappealing (you were the opposite) but I was too focused on something else. The first time I took notice of you was when I first heard your voice. It was June, the first day of a communication class. We were given the task to introduce ourselves in front of the class for one minute. Of course, I went first and I was trying to be the one oozing with confidence. Everyone introduced themselves and in my memory they were all in a blur. Until, you spoke, you blew me away not because of your introduction but because of your voice. You sounded so manly which was a little too far from what you look like. The first time I talked to you was at the library and a glass wall was hindering us from hearing each other clearly. It was crazy that I really talked to you afterwards. It was weird too. 🙈😂 The first time we actually had a good conversation was the night before your birthday. It was special because we truly did connect. That was the moment where it all started. Will you let go when everything feels so wrong already?

An Outlet: Part 8 by PlungingFromDarkness

This piece of writing is mostly for myself. I want this to act as my journal. I've always tried to see life from others' perspective. I think it's time to see it from mine. This can act as a rough draft of my life. If you're very nosy and want to know how someone else lives the real life, feel free to read it. It's raw, it's unfinished, it's my outlet. Part 8.

Older Brothers by candycat27

Drama. Drama. Drama. That pretty much describes my life. I mean when your living with your 7 older brothers, 5 cousins, best friends, and a 3 month old baby, life can't get any better! And then there's school. Well school is school. Loaded with a the different 'groups' of kids. The geeks, popular, etc. And last but not least, my parents. We don't even know where they are most the time since they go on business trips after business trips. They come for for a week at the most and leave again. My family is not rich, but not poor. We have more than enough money to get the nice things we want, but we have to earn them. My life sounds pretty interesting huh?

The Legend of Typing Obamas by Uri733

A diary of a wimpy kid type story but of my real life. Some of it is fiction and some is real. I also used fake names just in case my teachers find this but don't take this seriously.

A Single Year in the Life of a Teenager (Editing) by KiraKat24

This is going to be like a journal for me, and you'll get to read all my thoughts feelings, and anything I want to share about my life. I'll tell you about my struggles and my dreams. My goal is to write something everyday for 365 days, whether it's pages or paragraphs. Hope you guys enjoy it! Note: Names have been changed to protect people's identity.

Sophomore Year by WriteStoriesForever

This is a diary of my life as a Sophomore in high school. I previously wrote a Freshman edition, so if you want to read about my first year in high school, you can. In my diary, I write about what happens during school, after school, with people, and other things. Hey, my name is Liliana, and I'm 16 years old. I have two siblings, an older sister and a younger brother. I'm a cheerleader, and I play tennis. 2020-2021

Altered by LuellaOpal

Have you ever met someone who alters the course of your life? For good or for bad, they've come in, given and taken, and then- BOOM! Your life was never the same. There's always a change, an altering of reality. When you meet those people, the reality that you've known your whole life is suddenly gone and a new one has taken its place. When those moments happen, there's no going back. You can try to return to the way things were but nothing, and I mean nothing, can take you back to exactly how it was. That's what happened to us. I think that's why we're still trying so desperately to get back to some sort of normalcy. Four years later and we're still on the ground, crawling, in search of the happiness that was lost that June. Summers will never be the same. Midnight walks through my neighborhood will never be the same. Field parties with bonfires and loud music will never be the same. I still don't know why you left and what lead you to the decision you made. What I do know is that we're here. We're alive and we're pushing forward to the future. A future that you're not a part of. But in some ways, I'm glad you're not a part of it. I just wish it wasn't like this. *** TRIGGER WARNING*** SA, abuse, suicide, substance abuse, and mental illness. This is a complete story that is much like life; fast, full of surprises, and not always how we want it to be. This has been a project of mine for over three years. It was self-published on Amazon, but after some issues in publication, I decided to just upload it on here. I hope you fall in love with these characters like I have. The friends in this story are trying to make names for themselves, figure out who they are, who they can trust, how to love, and how to separate themselves from a restrictive community. As in any coming of age story, they will experience growing pains... but will they survive them before its too late? PLEASE READ THE TRIGGER WARNINGS.

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Memories (Will be going under extreme editing soon) cover

The Best Kept Secret! cover

Thoughts Of Me, Sorry. cover

Beyond Horizons cover

An Outlet: Part 8 cover

Older Brothers cover

The Legend of Typing Obamas cover

A Single Year in the Life of a Teenager (Editing) cover

Sophomore Year cover

Memories (Will be going under extreme editing soon)

Welcome to high school... or more like, my personal hell. Where I'll be judged on my appearance. Where the drama will fill my head with anxiety. Where I should be worrying about schoolwork, but I sorta won't. Where I probably won't love the people around me. Where my heart will be broken multiple times. Where I will fail the big test I studied for all night. Where I will spend most of my day wishing I was elsewhere. Where I will make friends and enemies. Where I will get into fights and learn painful lessons. Where six valuable hours of my day will be wasted. Where I will see a lot of people that I really don't want to see. Yeah, and they say high school is the greatest four years of your life. Well, guess again. - Megan