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My Life, My Choice

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Time 1h 37m

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My name was Abony. A girl who loved freedom and aspired to be a painter. But my father had a deep prejudice against artists. One day, I was practicing drawing in the yard. Unfortunately, got angry when he saw my act and burned all my drawing tools. My mother gave them to me when I was a child; I cherish them as treasures. She was a tea house singer. When I was seven years old, my family must move from the city to Wind town because we could not afford rent. Following her dream to become a famous singer, my mother decided to leave. With the thud of suitcase wheels on the ground, my father sat looking at her with lifeless eyes.

"Mom, where are you going?" My eyes widen.

"I'm gonna the tearoom." She replied but did not turn back.

"Okay... Hope you come back soon and teach me how to draw."

"Sure, baby." She nodded and walked away.

Nevertheless, I sat by the window where the parrot danced in the cage. Waited one day, two days, three days... She never came back... Only the voice of the parrot repeated:

"Lie! Lie!"All Rights Reserved

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INFINITY by helidize

Nice to meet you after all these years. You've grown so well. You look like a lot like your your mother. I smiled, getting a little uncomfortable with the comparison to my mother. "I see. I'm glad to give you company". "Thank you dear. It has been 10 years since I got Alzheimer and your mother just left me here. You sound kinder than her". I choked on my coffee hearing what she said, "What do you mean my mother?", I asked shockingly, not caring about respect for that second. "Yes, she used to visit me everyday when you were born. Huh! Sweet old times! Unfortunately, it has been 2 years". She seemed serious, more like disappointed, the real disappointment that one could not fake. I was about to blame her fuzzy logic on her alzheimer but she startled me with just a photo on her phone. A mid aged lady wearing a red dress that revealed most of her neck with her smiling widely, both of them holding champagne, looking like they were about to pass out. I scrunched up my mind a little and tried remembering my mom's face . The last time I checked, my mother didn't have a twin. I kind of grabbed the phone from her and rechecked the photo to only notice that it was taken exactly 2 years ago. I was shocked and tried to put things together but failed miserably. "But my parent's death were 5 years ago. How can my mother still be alive?" A story where a 19 year old girl, Chasey goes on an "uncalled for" adventure to find the last puzzle piece she craved for, all her life. Is she desperate? Yes. Will people show the same interest as her in finding their own unique mystery, investing their time and money? No. Why did she chose to? especially when it's not do or die. Because it was a need for her not a want. Word count - approx 28000

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙤 𝙒𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙄𝙣 𝙒𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 by ry_ya01

|--> a high-school girl is easily distracted and easily demotivated to create original ideas, so she constantly needs inspiration for her stories. fortunately, or unfortunately, her life is full of drama. [ Things That Can Go Wrong In Writing ] first chapter drops on july 18 (my bday) and everything else follows after that notes: - mentions of death, pills, suicide, etc. - trauma responses - some horror elements (? idrk) here and there - obligatory Project Sekai reference in every chapter (even the forward and flashbacks (it's more on vocaloid references though, since project sekai didn't exist yet), can you find it?) - this is like a one-shot thing, but since i don't like writing one-shots, it's more of 'new chapter, new drama to expand on' - this is because i meant to publish this on tumblr, but then i realized i don't have a tumblr account - main character is a writer, so this story is about writer problems and her daily life - inspired by: a random bad habits bingo card i found, needy streamer overload, my other story that's only on ao3, project sekai, au ideas i found on tumblr

My romance by jiksarchive

This story is about a young woman going through her life and meeting people. Among them someone caught her eye and became a precious being into her life. This was written years ago while I splurged on fanfictions so it might feel familiar and cosy. I hope you enjoy this little story. Concerning the plot : it's just slice of life with nothing triggering. Cover : generated by Canva

Dreams or Reality? by kmpvnx

What will you believe in? "It was love at first sight.. the thing is-- I'm not going to meet him ever again." -Ava Wellington Two years ago, Ava went on a vacation trip with her mom where she meets Mr. Hottie. Knowing they are in different parts of the world, she realized it's best to forget about him but how can she do that when Mr. Hottie appears in her dreams every night? More importantly, what will happen if she gets to meet him again? Will she let go of that chance to talk to maybe Mr. Right? Or will she fall for someone else she thinks loves her for who she is.. What's more is she meets Mr. Right's brother, who will change her life as well. Read to know more about this romance/comedy novel and to find out the story of Ava as she faces a huge change in her life all because of three boys, wanting her heart

Flower Steps by forevea_seasons_

Something came to Gisselle, when she suddenly crashed into a car while driving, a guy was there, helping her and trying to heal her. She felt something in her hand, she could smell it. She had a flower held in her hand. "Keep it safe, you might need it for luck." The guy's voice was low and mysterious. "What for?" I said, my head felt unconscious and light headed, I felt like I don't remember anything and wanted to throw up because of being light headed. The guy hasn't respond, but I got up to the door and deciding that if I should go home or go to school in the middle of the day. A hand held my wrist, still holding the flower that was in my hand. "Not yet, I'm not done. You have a major bruise on your head, I'll get you some ice." I didn't want ice, I felt like I wanted to go home, but I stayed for a while because I don't know where had my car go or where to exit. How did I get here? What happened? Why am I here? I needed answers, but I guess I'll save it for the last.

Together by GraceRiver

A girl, in search of why things go so wrong in her life. From tragic events, being moved around the foster system and then finally living alone. She scourers her world for answers of why her life can be flipped so quickly, but one thing stands in her way; memories from her past. A boy, who's parents are dying and is vaguely aware of his surroundings. He wants to heal his parents while trying to hold himself in one piece. His deeply loved sister disappears from his life, causing him to breaks down in pieces so easily. He needs help of his own but won't admit it. Two are thrown together in a mess of their own worlds. They each have what each other need. But will they risk it all to help a stranger? Tied together through struggles and love, these two embark on a journey to find answers to their problems. But, most importantly, love. -�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�- I let my gaze search him. From his feet, to his chest, to his face. It all seemed perfect to me, but there was something else deep down inside this stranger. "Why are you here?" I stood on my toes and tried to look taller compared to him. He rose an eyebrow. "My sister, she's here." He paused, "Somewhere." "Oh," I frowned and look to my shoes. "Why are you here?" I felt his breath on my forehead. "Me?" I placed my finger on my chest. I nodded and looked up to meet his gaze. It was hard not to get lost in his eyes. Beautiful. "I need space," I began, but I didn't know how to finish, I sighed. "To find myself."

Blade ✔️ by Hchynna

Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare. "Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything. "N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him. And it seems like that is what it will always be. The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?

Discovery of Dreams (Completed) by j-blossoms

I looked down. I didn't know where I was and frankly, I didn't care. "Hello? Are you lost?" I heard a voice ask. And for the first time since I've been here, I looked up. _____________________________________________ After her father died and the orphanage rejected her, Annabel Palms is now a homeless nobody. But when a random man invites Annabel to come live at his mansion with him and his 5 kids, how will Annabel react under pressure?

Unlikely by art_lovin_ary

I got more and more annoyed as he drove up, parked and unmounted his bike. He pulled off his helmet and shook his head, noticing me there staring at him. We just stared at each other, neither moving, neither speaking. He started to make his way up his driveway, not even bothering with a greeting, so I called out to him. "Hey! Where've you been?" I tried not to sound accusatory or angry, and I succeeded. Though I sounded more hurt than anticipated. He stopped and walked towards me. He walked kind of slowly, like he was trying to avoid me. I stood on the steps, fighting the urge to walk towards him so we could talk. Never ever did I think I'd want to talk to him, yet here I was. Once in front of me he stayed at the bottom step, not climbing up further. He said nothing and I repeated my question once again, "Where have you been?" He shifted then just replied with "Out." "Out?" I repeated, getting refueled with annoyance. "That's it? You've been missing all day and all you have to say is you were out?" "Fuck, dude, what are you, my mom? I was out! Are you trying to keep tabs on me or something?" I was angry at him, and started to feel feelings towards him that I haven't felt in months. I stepped down two steps to look at him eye level, ready to argue with him. But, rather than open my mouth to fight, I found myself staring at his tired gaze and freezing for a moment. I didn't want to fight with him, and I saw he didn't want to fight with me-at least, that was my hope. I let my glare fall and closed the distance between us, wrapping my arms around him in the tightest hug I could muster. He seemed shocked, remaining rigid in my arms until I quietly muttered, "I was worried about you, jackass," into his neck. He just sighed before relaxing and hugging me back.

The Perfect Mistake by LeayahBernon2

"Why me" she softly asked "because I love when I am deep inside you" _________________________________________ Meet Alexander the hottest man on earth, cocky,a monster, arrogant and most importantly not to be messed with, but there is always a reason for someone's actions right? Met Mia the kind and a, broken girl, but why though and how does she get like this? Will these two be perfect for each other are will they be trapped in a disaster of lustful love? ___________________________________________________ *contains * *sexuall assault *mature scenes *substance abuse *self harm *suicidal thoughts ________________________________________

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INFINITY

Nice to meet you after all these years. You've grown so well. You look like a lot like your your mother. I smiled, getting a little uncomfortable with the comparison to my mother. "I see. I'm glad to give you company". "Thank you dear. It has been 10 years since I got Alzheimer and your mother just left me here. You sound kinder than her". I choked on my coffee hearing what she said, "What do you mean my mother?", I asked shockingly, not caring about respect for that second. "Yes, she used to visit me everyday when you were born. Huh! Sweet old times! Unfortunately, it has been 2 years". She seemed serious, more like disappointed, the real disappointment that one could not fake. I was about to blame her fuzzy logic on her alzheimer but she startled me with just a photo on her phone. A mid aged lady wearing a red dress that revealed most of her neck with her smiling widely, both of them holding champagne, looking like they were about to pass out. I scrunched up my mind a little and tried remembering my mom's face . The last time I checked, my mother didn't have a twin. I kind of grabbed the phone from her and rechecked the photo to only notice that it was taken exactly 2 years ago. I was shocked and tried to put things together but failed miserably. "But my parent's death were 5 years ago. How can my mother still be alive?" A story where a 19 year old girl, Chasey goes on an "uncalled for" adventure to find the last puzzle piece she craved for, all her life. Is she desperate? Yes. Will people show the same interest as her in finding their own unique mystery, investing their time and money? No. Why did she chose to? especially when it's not do or die. Because it was a need for her not a want. Word count - approx 28000