Appreciative Stories

Story still not complete, so just keep waiting for my updates. (Also, I suck at descriptions, so just read the story if you want to know what would happen, lol)

➵ i appreciate love for bringing us together ➵ slow update // revising

A recent one about how, although growing up is scary and we all wish we could go back to our childhoods, it's not so bad if we have led blessed lives. Not everyone is fortunate to have as blessed a childhood as I was lucky enough to enjoy and therefore their adult lives are often plagued by issues too, making them long for a childhood innocence they never experienced, while the rest of us long to want to be a child again just so we don't have to pay bills or go to work! In short, this one's to say thank you for my great childhood, and remembering all those who weren't so lucky.

Its about poems. The first one t alking about how it is so annoying to have people who take things for granted knowingly and unknowingly .They could deliberately make actions to make other people feel unimportant. it is dedicated to those who are brats and those who still act as QUEEN SLAY! NO MATTER HOW MUCH WEALTHY THEY are

I'm always fascinated by how often and how naturally it comes to most people (including, sadly myself) to complain and moan all the time. We know we should be grateful for what we have but we forget that there's always someone better and worst off than us. We wish for crazy things like billions of pounds and exotic holidays and forget to appreciate the little things right in front of us. So with all the recent commotion over who brought the mystery £33 million lottery ticket, I thought it would be appropriate to publish this one now. Enjoy :)

10 days ... It's all I ask of you so I can prepare myself physically , mentally and emotionally ...... Signed , Pen Griffey

Each small interaction within nature reminds us of the delicate balance we must maintain, nurturing the environment so that it can continue to flourish and provide for those who come after us. From the simple act of crows eating flower seeds to the transformation of these seeds into vibrant blooms, nature reflects the cycle of life and the beauty of creation.

Poem

A girl was left for adoption because of her face. In her biological parent's eyes, they saw nothing of her until she was taken home by Sean Avarick, a man who needed a light in his life. He found the perfect one.

My life. My lesson. I have a journey. You do too.

Basically, a man goes to the store to buy a pencil for his daughter's art homework.

Do something, see something, think something, have something happen... and write about it. What comes up?

Klee, sarkastikong turing, pilosopong kaakit-akit na lumaki sa isang syudad. Sadyang ang sitwasyon na maging mahilig sa paglipat-lipat ng paaralan. Every university she gets in and out, is where the places of her town houses are. She is courageous, speaking of abundant words simultaneously, that is when she will meet the situation randomly and pick up the best moment she never encounter, to cri, laugh instantly afterward. She's an explorer, friendly and impulsive friend to her friends and others. Every single thing she wants was variable, always get what she wanted, unless, she wait for right timing to acknowledge how her story went perfectly. She is impressive, vividly fluent, laughing at small gestures, looking forward to what is allowing herself of happiness feeling most especially fun moment with the person she is wanting. I am KLEE, the situation is made up from my mind, all are goes in well, I am in a situation I am getting, I have the thoughts of minding the world immediately ineffective, A time traveler some of history, intelligent, smart of having sense of humor. Get in my story, you might like it. She is impressive, vividly fluent, laughing at small gestures, looking forward to what is allowing herself of happiness feeling most especially fun moment with the person she is wanting. Enjoy Reading! Temporary Incomplete

A place where I, the author, counts their blessings. Some may be long, some short. All important. One a day, at least. Postpones will be posted if they are to happen. Please do not judge me for what I write, or request things. These are all personal things I am sharing, to be able to read over them when I feel selfish. Thank you ♥

The darkest thoughts which run through my mind. Prepare to enter the world of complete and utter darkness