My Short Stories Compilation
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidence.
I am not a pro writer. Writing and reading as well as imagining things are my passion. If you're looking for high class stories, my bad, mine are typical low key quality. Anyways, enjoy reading if you ever want to.
Contents:
Way Back Home
Something In The Rain
Affectionate Delusions
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The Painting
"It took me five seconds to fall. The impact on my chest jarring my body but not my mind. I suppose this is the point where your life is supposed to flash before your eyes as time itself freezes - and it did in a way. But I didn't relive my life physically like walking through an old memory, déjà vu in each step. It was a feeling, something that started in my chest and spread to my fingertips, one so unique to me that it encapsulated each significant event into one single second." For as long as May can remember one mystery has haunted her world. A dirty window before her, the grim obstructing her vision, she has lived with a loss she can't identify - that is until one rainy night. Gradually the spots of dirt May scratched at for so long wipe away with the touch of a finger. But when she looks in will she like what she sees - or will curiosity kill the cat?Completa
Meet Me in the Middle
Sometimes, life can surprise you. Even if it takes longer than you thought. For Ayesha, life was a series of calculations and logical choices. She had it all. Good grades, understanding parents, fun friends, popularity and a brain she prouded herself on. So what happens when it begins to all go away? How do you have a grasp on reality when the only reality you've known is fading before your own eyes? This isn't JUST a lovestory. A story about finding yourself and your own family. And about finding your light at the end of the tunnel.Completa
Memories With Rain || ✓
"I admit that I don't deserve you, but you know how greedy I am for you, I am selfish for you. Cause I never wanted to give up on you. I almost lost myself in you." "I love you! I love you more than anything! But.. if loving you is so wrong and, if you don't feel good.. then I'll stop being selfish." "Sorry for demanding you to stay longer. You knew it was wrong, and I made it more difficult. I loved you, but.. I was being selfish..." The rain had started to leave. He hugged her more tightly feeling nervous about what he was about to say next. "If we divorce now.. will I stop being a burden?" She didn't say anything but took off her ring and gave it on his hand. He nodded and pulled out the documents but she didn't let it go. "Don't even bother hesitating. I promise, your life will get easier." She nodded. He took them and signed. "You are finally free...!!" • • She has suffered enough. It still hurts but hide it inside. He wants her to be free for once. But he doesn't want to let her go. • • Read 'Memories With Rain' to know the end of the story. Hope you guys will love it. • • Started: November, 2022 Finished: February, 2023Completa
Written with Love
What is happening!? My life couldn't have been a dream it was so real! I had kids and a husband! Tears burn my eyes. I had a home. It can't just be a dream. I reach up to wipe the tears from my face when I see it. My ring. My infinity-shaped ring with a sapphire diamond. I let out a gasp. It wasn't a dream. But I'm sitting back in class. What. The. Heck.Completa
Someone Like You | Sample
When I met him on a rainy afternoon the air smelt like gardenias. My black oxford pumps were soaked from accidentally stepping on a puddle, and the tiny yellow umbrella I held up barely saved me from the chilly rain. When I met him on a rainy afternoon, the sky was pink and blue. I was starving and almost craving to smell the stuffy scent of my closed up home's small living room. When I met him on a rainy afternoon, his son held my feet out of the blue and called me 'mum'. He rushed out of the restaurant only seconds later, his cheeks a pale flushed hue. When I met him one day on a rainy afternoon, he looked up into my eyes and apologized. And inside my head, I thought to myself... what a lovely way to meet a lovely man on such a lovely rainy afternoon. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• 1st Draft - 15/03/18 2nd Draft - 08/08/20 Published : 28/08/21 | Paperback & Kindle Cover : Sierra Po Trailer : bobaCompleta
Cynical Souls
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.Completa
I Reincarnated As The Villainess✓
Jadie had lived a pathetic life where she never truly got to know happiness, her parents ignored her existence, her siblings hated her and her "friends" at school bullied her. So when she falls off the bridge into the cold water she doesn't even bother to swim up, she simply thinks.. 'Ah.. So this is how my life will end. How pathetic..' But it seems life has more in store for Jadie than she thought, when she wakes up and notices that she is in the world of her all time favorite novel 'A Roses Thorns' 'To get a second chance at life, maybe this time it can go better?' Is what she thinks until she notices just which character she reincarnated as.. Rosaline Vladenburg, the main villainess and the one who will get killed off by the end of the novel. Seems like life won't let Jadie get to have it easy just yet. . . Story and cover was made by me . Highest ranking #1 in blackgirl #1 in bwbm #1 in duke #3 fantasy-romance #5 in femaleprotagonist . Started: 2021/10/29 Completed: 2021/12/17Completa![The (Short) Story of the Evil Umbrellas [Completed]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/65890338-256-k591766.jpg)
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Can love heal?
To all those, who believe in the power of love, have faith in love and wanted someone to love them, the way a writer describes love....... "Love, an illusion or a feeling." For some people, Love is waste of time and for some, it's a feeling that can change a whole person into something different. This story is all about how the Love can heal a person with a little tadka of romance and rivalry in it. For those, who believe in love will find this as a amazing story. Give this story a try for "Love" and you won't regret.... °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° *Do not repost*. ☆I am a new writer so please kindly ignore my mistakes. (The pictures used in this belong to respected owner. They are not owned by me).
Fading Blue
Do you love the rain?" he asked after a pause. Luna hesitated, looking out at the falling droplets. "Not really. It makes me blue," she admitted, her tone a little lighter than her words might've suggested. Ashen blinked, surprised by the answer. "But... you seem like you're kind of enjoying it." Luna's lips curled into a tiny smile. "Yeah, I'm enjoying feeling blue." . . . Before Ashen could reply, Ethan's gaze drifted outside. Across the street, a young girl held her little brother's hand, a pair of bright balloons bobbing above their heads as they splashed through puddles. Ethan's smile faded, his eyes distant, clouded with something unspoken. Ashen noticed the shift-the way Ethan's hand froze mid-spin on his cup, the slight tension in his jaw. But instead of prying, he leaned back and said lightly, "You want one of those balloons too, huh?" Ethan blinked, then snorted softly. "Yeah. The red one." . . . Three college students, each carrying their own burdens of loss and unspoken grief. They don't know it yet, but their lives are about to collide. As they struggle to fight their demons, they'll find comfort in each other's pain. But will they find healing-or will the shadows of their pasts pull them apart? This is a story about finding strength in brokenness, healing through connection, and the journey of learning how to live again.
"It took me five seconds to fall. The impact on my chest jarring my body but not my mind. I suppose this is the point where your life is supposed to flash before your eyes as time itself freezes - and it did in a way. But I didn't relive my life physically like walking through an old memory, déjà vu in each step. It was a feeling, something that started in my chest and spread to my fingertips, one so unique to me that it encapsulated each significant event into one single second." For as long as May can remember one mystery has haunted her world. A dirty window before her, the grim obstructing her vision, she has lived with a loss she can't identify - that is until one rainy night. Gradually the spots of dirt May scratched at for so long wipe away with the touch of a finger. But when she looks in will she like what she sees - or will curiosity kill the cat?
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