What has happened
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Huling na-publish Wed, Aug 12, 2015
Today I was reading on of my friends story or should I say biography. I have been very disturbed of what I've seen I may have even been laughing. I'm telling you now life is crazy and there is no stepping back.
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My Red String(BOOK ONE)[COMPLETE]
When I was born, I wasn't born with this "Red String" everyone apparently had. It seemed to connect people, to have people's hearts never broken. Well, I'm unlucky enough to not have a string. Sometimes, it does seem as though I am very lucky to not a string, for it does cause drama. Although... Feeling left out isn't my cup of tea, and hearing all these stories people tell me aren't the best either. This all changed when I hit my second year of high school, and the new kid on the block seemed to have the same problem as I.Kumpleto
Mother Knows Best
You know how you trauma-dump on your friends and they say, "Omg, that's insane, you should write a book about it!" Well, more people have made that remark to my mother as she exaggerates all her stories, so I took the liberty of taking that advice for myself. I am a writer, after all, and I tend to write out my feelings and trauma to work through it on my own, just to delete it later. But why not make some of those memories that haunt me so much into story form? It's definitely more entertaining. So, you'll find my entire life story, or at least what I remember, here in this book on Wattpad. Each chapter is a real event that occurred in my life, mostly involving my emotionally abusive mother, nearly absent and aggressive father, my runaway older sister, and even a little boy we fostered for a moment. If you're interested or possibly are going through something similar, please read and know that there is hope. I made it out and I am on my healing journey, it is possible.
Almost Murder
Can you explain every conscious move you made? Most, probably, but maybe not the most important, the ones that make you who you are, the decisions that define the person you've become. Visiting a tropical island where my narrator didn't want to go in the first place, he almost became responsible for the death of a man. A dear man. An intimate friend... almost.Kumpleto
Summer Sunrise
A story about friends and romantic. I'm not lgbtqia or Asian but will try my best to write a decent story. Tw for any topics that might caused the big emotions.Kumpleto
Coming out
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Party babes never die
School. The one thing we dread. It's summer break and I happen to get that sweet summer love story. I was at the last day of summer party and I saw the nerdiest kid, he was reading a book at a fucking party. I walked over to him and he looked up into my eyes, I got lost. His sky blue eyes were filled with boredom but they were absolutely perfect. I have to try and survive high school plus the drama my friends drag me in to. What's even worse is having to live without your mother and have an aunt who hate you and a cousin who wants you dead because she blames you for your mothers death and her fathers she just starts to get over the terrible tragedy of what happened that night but what happens when she relives the pastKumpleto
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As I stood there looking at myself I knew right at that moment how much hated what I had saw. Not everything is as it seems. I would laugh, smile, and have fun, however it's all an act. All my life I've been bullied, pushed down, and broken. In the end, I truly wish things were different but then again nothing can change what has already happened. I'm depressed and I'm going to kill myself.Kumpleto
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Rich man's Hell, Poor man's Heaven
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These poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'm not that kind of a direct person, but there are things that are sometimes, better to kept secret. Here, these poems are what I wanted to say to my friends, to other important people, to people in general, to the world around me, to life and each detail it possesses. Each poem has a central theme, and around that revolves a certain story that I want to impart, something too delicate to be expressed directly, something too complicated. Here, I want to share who I am. That's ... probably all ... that I need to say.Kumpleto
When I was born, I wasn't born with this "Red String" everyone apparently had. It seemed to connect people, to have people's hearts never broken. Well, I'm unlucky enough to not have a string. Sometimes, it does seem as though I am very lucky to not a string, for it does cause drama. Although... Feeling left out isn't my cup of tea, and hearing all these stories people tell me aren't the best either. This all changed when I hit my second year of high school, and the new kid on the block seemed to have the same problem as I.
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