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Do you even know?

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Does anyone know the feeling that no one knows you? That you always put on such a good act that people can never tell if you are okay or not?All Rights Reserved

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A m n e s i a by Ju_niee

How would you feel waking up and not remembering anything? Waking up a stranger to your own body. The hard part being trying to flow back into your everyday life like normal. How do you do that only knowing these things so far: Name? Genesis Taylor. 16 year old high school student. Apparently has a boyfriend she doesn't remember. 2 best friends. Creepy boy next door. Only child. But how does she know if any of this is true? Why does it feel like something is missing? Why does it feel like she's being lied to? Is everything as simple as they seems?

Pretty Girls Lie ( A Trey Songz Complicated Love Story ) by CissyItsMe

Who doesn't have a or several secrets ? Who never lied before ? Behind a smile, a laugh, even a joke, you can hide a lot of things. Things that nobody knows about you. Things that haunt you. Things that make you feel ashamed of yourself. Things that don't totally let you be yourself with people around you. After everything that happened with her family, during high school and with her first boyfriend, she is afraid to let someone else enter into her life. She's afraid to love someone, because she's convinced that people will do nothing else, but hurt her. She's also afraid of the possibility that someone --one day-- will love her for the person she is really. That someone will always be by her side and won't break her heart. So what is she going to do when the famous R&B singer Trey Songz will try to seduce her ? Run away ? Lie ? Or give a chance to love ? PS: If you never listened to "Pretty Girls Lie " by Trey Songz, I think it's time NOW. Copyright © 2014 by M.C.N Liondjo All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher (ME) except for the use of tried quotations in a book review and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher on this website or at this email address below : cissylion23@yahoo.com For copyright purposes, I do not own any of the images, videos, pictures, etc... used in this book. The media have been found via Internet (i.e Google, Youtube, Tumblr, Pinterest, Twitter, Facebook, etc...)

Are You Afraid? (One Direction Fanfic) by xxJadeStylesxx

Everyone has a secret, right? A secret no one is supposed to know about? But what if somebody does? Take Jade as an example. She was just walking home from work on a cold winter night when she heard screaming. No one was around usually at this time of night, and she was alone. She decided to ignore it, but heard it again. She followed the sound which lead into a nearby park. What happens when she sees something she's not supposed to see? What happens if the people who did the awful thing, knew she saw? What happens when the people who did the awful thing are the boys every girl around the world knows about named, One Direction? Copyright © 2012-2013 xxJadeStylesxx

Sometimes, Secrets Aren't Necessary by tideramy97

Drew and Levi had a secret that the other members of their band didn't know. Or did they?? What happens when everything is revealed?? And was it necessary to keep the secret at all???

Gods Favourite Loser by Impulse_da_flame

Sometimes I wish I knew what it felt like to be someone else, anyone other than me, really. It's not that I dislike who I am(I do sometimes), or even that I'm lost. It's more like... I'm curious. Curious about the weight of other people's thoughts. The texture of their fears. The shape of their joy. None of us walk the same path, even if the streets overlap. None of us carry the same sky, even when we stand under the same stars. I often wonder, can eyes that have seen different corners of the world ever truly see the same world? Two people, standing side by side, might witness the same event. But they won't feel the same chill in the air. They won't flinch at the same memories. They won't hear the silence in the same way. So maybe we don't live in one world at all. Maybe we live in billions. Each one stitched together by memory, perception, pain, and hope. But maybe we can get close. Maybe, with enough honesty and enough patience, we can build bridges. Quiet little bridges made of words and glances and shared stillness. Maybe we can stretch ourselves across the gap. And maybe, just maybe, if you're willing to meet me there... I can show you what it's like to be me. So come. Walk a little with me. Let me try to emulate this strange maze of thoughts, this ever-shifting fog I call a mind. Let me turn myself inside out for you, just for a moment. The name's Blank. And I welcome you to the world through my eyes, my imaginary audience, watchful, patient, and perhaps just as lost as I am. Together, we might not find all the answers. But maybe, if we're lucky, we'll find the right questions.

The Outcast by its_just_me_xx

EDITING!!! “do you know what it's like to be surrounded by people, yet feel more alone than ever? I do.”

Emotional Amnesia by CAKerst

Sometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more things that has been horribly depressing... But I got up. I stood up to walk on for another day. I dealt with my emotional amnesia the only way I knew I could and that was by writing it out into poetry. I wanted to forget my pain and forget what I was going through. I needed that cut of the blade or a pill to drink to take everything away. My poetry became both my pill and my blade... Now I share the most intimate part of myself with the world. The part of me I kept hidden in the closet. The part I never thought I would ever present to the world. Now is the time I have to stop having amnesia about my emotions. It is time to learn, to better myself and to stand up and remember the things that I shut out like a voluntary amnesia all these years. Those who are offended after reading this - f**k you! If you are sad with me and willing to cut your wrist - I know how you feel! If you just enjoy the words - I love you! #679 in Poetry on 17/03/2018 #779 in Poetry on 18/03/2018 #807 in Poetry on 19/03/2018 #474 in Poetry on 22/03/2018

ALWAYS ALMOST (COMPLETED) by ariesovis

For so long, I've been surrounded by crowds, chanting and calling my name, reminding me of who I am, what my name is, and how they know me. Amid the fame and influence, while being the center of attention, the center of the crowd, the apple of their eyes- Is it possible to hold on to who you are? Can you ever be sure you're the same person you were yesterday? How would you know? How could you tell? How did it come to this? How did it reach the point where other people know your name better than you know yourself?

Strange House Guests (1D/5sos) by PotatoLoverz

Nobody seems to understand me. They instantly lable me as a freak or emo and- oh wait my favorite one, attention whore. I never asked for this life, it just happened. One thing I've learned about life, it goes on.....

Give me shelter by SabastianStefano

Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.

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A m n e s i a

How would you feel waking up and not remembering anything? Waking up a stranger to your own body. The hard part being trying to flow back into your everyday life like normal. How do you do that only knowing these things so far: Name? Genesis Taylor. 16 year old high school student. Apparently has a boyfriend she doesn't remember. 2 best friends. Creepy boy next door. Only child. But how does she know if any of this is true? Why does it feel like something is missing? Why does it feel like she's being lied to? Is everything as simple as they seems?