3am Stories

Hello! This will be just a slice of life here. Simple easy to write story. Fun to read the silly parts. A bunch of different characters. MIRA HQ!? LIKE MIRA HQ FROM AMONG US!? Anyways, I've been told by Dr. Labcoat(a white scientist crewmate) to write this down so he has more data for research.

Sometimes we let emotions and thoughts get the best of us. We just let them eat away our pure hearts that we forget who we are. I hated feeling like I wasn't enough for them but then I realized that I was more than enough. I was too much to handle and that's why they always failed to make me happy.

Ama kept the key to a house that no longer exists. At three in the morning she walks to the empty lot where her family compound used to stand, counts six paces from the mango tree, and knocks on air. The knock sounds hollow. The way a knock sounds when there is a room on the other side of it. A short story about grief, mothers, doors, and the difference between a wall with a key in its pocket and a door that is still a door. ©All Rights Reserved. ©2026 The cover picture is till being workshoped...

/the sooner you understand, the better- some feelings are worth galaxies, and some days are worth lifetimes/ +. +. +. 11% deep shit 20% feelings uwu 69% angst but also 100% COMEBACK MATERIAL after 2 years of being MIA, i literally just remembered that i had a wattpad and it's been dead asf for a hot minute, so i suddenly decided to upload a new series. enjoy this fresh sadboi content that i'll try to update every once in a while ;) xx, aneet © started- April, 2019 lowercase intended

poetry written at 3am so please forgive me if it sounds overdramatic. hi🖤 a few things abt the writer of these poems (me): i usually write poetry when i am feeling extreme emotions (yes, it helps me pour out my emotions onto a page where it can look pretty) and all of my poems are original. also a special thx to @tigerlover__forever for making the amazingly aesthetic and gorgeous cover & encouraging me to publish my pieces. love yall ✌ ~A

Poetry. Black holes are beautiful.

3AM thoughts

There's so much in the word blue than just colour

a poem of a dream . . . i dreamt of him, a boy in grey piercing eyes in a dreamy haze. . . . (what this poem is really about,,) i had a dream one night a dream of a boy with blue eyes and brown hair in a bob cut. he is a comfort character of mine, eleven. (the hero from dragon quest 11) i dreamt he was there holding me in his arms he slipped away as naught but a memory . . .

Late Night Thoughts as we think about all the terrible things that happened in our life.

Angst one shots between some characters! Feel free to take inspiration but please don't plagiarize.

3 am thoughts and stupid self-expression; you want, I deliver nothing but what I have.

staying up late and allowing your mind wander various places it cannot in daytime. the images utilised in the following collection are in no way mine, all credit to the owners :) hope you enjoy!

Some are weird, some are personal... some are not. -some thoughts -some people -some late nights -some notes - this is no longer in my head, no longer a mental diary. ('Some' count: 7)

What happens when a group of friends do a three am challenge?!

basically all of the ideas that sounded okay in my head

Narsha, a youtuber with a channel that is dedicated to parkours, song covers, challenges, gaming, and some other random stuff. Everything has been really cool as usual until she was invited to the Youtube awards. What could go wrong? Everything could. And, Narsha wasn't ready for any of these. (a/n: idk what to put more.. but, I'll try to come up with more description.)

Based on him..

I'm sorry this is just a book for anyone @ 3 am.