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Me after You

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whileyouweresleeping

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I don't know who I'm writing this to. It could be to the future me or Logan or anyone, but I know that if I don't write, one of these nights all my feelings will hit me like a brick wall and I might not recover. So here is how I was doing future Anarchy or how I am doing Logan. Here is what it was like being me after you.All Rights Reserved

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The First by Holostars

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.

Letters For You by alexeboileau

This is going to be weird. At first at least. I haven't talked to you in over a year, but the teacher said we should use this diary to express our emotions and the only one I could ever be one hundred percent honest with is you. Those letters to you are worth 25% of my final grade so I must find some interesting things to talk to you about. It's going to be good for me too. It'll help me move on. Help me live my life again. I just hope that it will get easier because for now, just imagining talking to you every week brings it all back, all those feelings. I still hope that, one day, you will read those letters for real. That they won't just be a way to keep you in my mind. I'm not stupid, I know that you will never read them but imagining that you will helps me write what I really want to say. So this is for you, I hope you will enjoy. With all my love, Emily

The Unsure by WithoutInk

(Rated R for strong explicit language) *Completed!* I'm just your average nobody. I've lost pretty much all the friends I had, and with it, everything that I once was. That was until my shining star Sarah appeared. She sort of made me feel like someone. Someone who's past isn't so bad. Someone whose just as normal as the next guy. But, like all stars, they explode in a giant supernova one day and all that's left is this awful darkness. You know, the type that puts you back from where you started. A place without a sun, or any planets of that matter. Just blindly floating in the nothing like a piece of dust. Yet, there's something different this time. What if being in the dark isn't as bad as I thought? What if there is someone who's in it, just like me? *Enter Keith's journey on figuring out girls, a guilty conscience, UFOs, and himself through everything that's left.

Our Girls' Night Out by Bossdoll_aeyesha

This story you're about to read is a blend of a true story and fiction... #Faction.. It is actually my first ever written story. My bestfriends and I always go on a girls night out to talk, eat and chìll! So I wanted to share a bit of what happens there and how we do things! This story is mainly based on Love, Relationship, Friendship, Pain and Disappointment! Flip to the next page and enjoy reading! Don't forget to comment and VOTE!! ♥♥♡♡

Yours Through Deceits by Anonymous_QueenDom

"He wanted revenge, but what did I ever do to you to deserve this cruelty?" Those words constantly rang in his ears, day and night, morning and evening, making him feel worse by the second. She'd given him no reason to have been rewarded with what he'd done. He deceived her. Why? Just to help his twin get his revenge? Even though it was just by a minute, he was an elder, wasn't it his duty to knock some sense into his brother's head? Instead he ruined an innocent's life. Like he wasn't suffering enough because of his doings; as if to add insult to the injury, his past comes crashing down into his mind when he learns who she was; the girl because of whom he lives today. How will he set things right? She was kind enough to look after him when he fell sick, but will she ever forgive him? Weeks pass by when he happens to discover the only, but the biggest secret of her life. He decides to make use of it to seek her forgiveness. Will it work? Will it backfire? Get in to know more! Add it to your library to get quick notifications on an update and don't forget to hit the orange star below each chapter ;-) Read, comment, vote and share. Thank you! Hope you enjoy :-) Published On: Sun Feb 11, 2024 Completed Status: Completed Completed On: Sat Jun 08, 2024 Story and Cover Credits: AnonymousQueen Copyright: © 2024 AnonymousQueen All rights reserved (For Both; Story and Cover)

Unspoken Poetry by that1badmfka

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.

Beginnings and Endings [complete] by RiverLake

Which one of y'all falls in love too easily? Oh good, you. That's nice to know. It's gratifying to know I'm not alone here. Yeah, I'm one of those...it sucks sometimes, and you get branded a serial dater if you mess up. Thankfully, I wasn't one of those. I dated throughout primary and secondary school, and all of them ended...well, not so well. Except one. This is my story - broken hearts, broken friendships, broken relationships...see, they all get healed in the end. And when you meet that one person, everything will be okay, and you'll realize that everything that you've been through ended with you meeting him. This is my story, my account of loves, hates, friendships, high school, broken hearts and how I got over it, beginnings and endings. Note: Based on a true story. Set in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia but formalized. Disclaimer: Views and opinions in this story were mostly mine, and I'd like to request that no reader who is actually involved in this story, under the same or different name, take any offense. Your story may have been published but no person knows it except you and I and under aliases. Thank you for your discretion. Rated R because of a scene at the end you don't necessarily have to read because it's just for fun and it doesn't affect the storyline anyway.

Don't regret. (Finished) by cherryryes

I never imagined that something like this would happen to us, that after so much time together we would finish as we finished. I never imagined my feelings or imagined his feelings, everything was suddenly and too fast but I guess that's the way life is and that's how it has to be. What are we? What have we been? and what will we be? nobody knows and maybe nobody ever knows. But everything that we are going through is for a reason and I don't mind not knowing the answer to all those questions.

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.

Tough Love (Completed) by Killjob

"Will be there in 20?" The message from Dean reads. My brain says I should text back saying 'I will rip your balls off if you come over' or 'I am not a sex toy, you could come over and use me as and when you please' or at least a simple 'No'. But I don't. I squat next to my bed and pull out the white powder to numb the pain. I told myself that I am done with Dean and I am going to get my life back together. I cleaned up, battled withdrawals and even improved my grades. One text from him and I am snorting coke. Why do I do this to myself? Why do I let Dean treat me like trash? Why do I set myself up knowing that it's only a matter of time before he will run back to Sherley leaving me in limbo? Why? l have asked myself the same question a million times but I couldn't come up with an answer that I can use to justify myself. When it came to Dean, I was a masochist. I let him use me and discard me without any fight. Dean was my first Friend. Kiss. Sex. Love. Everything. I wanted to be his everything too. I was his first Friend. Kiss and Sex but Love.. that was Sherley. His family chauffeur's daughter. I want to be a better human and say I didn't hate her. But I am not. I am just human and I hate her with the ferocious of a thousand sun. I hate that she plays him like a fiddle and he dances to it. I hate that they fight for silly reasons and Dean comes running to me. I hate that I let him in even when I know she will reel him back in no time. I hate that he is my weakness and Sherley is his. I wished that my best friend would turn to be my lover. But he just ripped my heart out. It time to let go and move on.

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The First cover

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Beginnings and Endings [complete] cover

Don't regret. (Finished) cover

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The First

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.