Dontgiveup Stories

~ Forbidden love ~ 1800s ~ secret crush on each other Evelyn Hartley is a 19-year-old girl who cherishes quiet mornings in her garden, long walks with a book in hand, and baking alongside her sister Clara. She has lived all her life in the peaceful village of Willowmere, where the rhythm of the seasons shapes her days. Every year, as the mornings begin to warm and the sun rises over the woods, Evelyn indulges in her private ritual of reading among the trees, until this year, when she unexpectedly meets a young man. James Ashford, a 21-year-old from Everleigh, a town known for its wealthy inhabitants, is polite, charming, and secretly very fond of Evelyn. A talented painter, he carries his heart in quiet strokes of color, hoping she might notice. Their feelings for each other grow quickly, but an old family argument keeps them apart, a disagreement that has lasted for generations. Will Evelyn and James dare to fight for their love, or will the weight of history hold them back?

My poetry is based on things that have happened in my life or my family/friends life. Warning this book contains eating disorder, depression, anxiety, self harm, neglect , sexual harassment, abuse, bullying, suicidal, smoking, drinking. Enjoy this book.

This is not a book of pretty words. It's a collection of quiet heartbreaks, unspoken thoughts, and raw emotions I've never had the courage to say out loud - until now. Every poem in this book is a glimpse into the parts I usually keep hidden: the love I lost, the anger I swallowed, the ache that lingered, the healing I'm still learning. These are the parts I don't show... but maybe you'll see yourself in them too.

just thoughts I have at night random because I'm lowkey bored

Jackson Frame lost everything a year and a half ago in a tragic accident. He has struggled with the pain of his loss since the horrific day as his friends and family attempt to help him recover. It isn't until his hurtful past resurfaces that he finds the strength to search for freedom from his broken heart. Forced to explore his old and new feelings, he finds a road to recovery he never expected through love.

She was broken, shattered, lost. Renee Carter is a 17 year old girl with a troubled past, who can't seem to move on, each day is only worse, she spends every night alone in her closet crying and praying that somebody will save her. She soon finds herself in the magical world of Narnia. Is this the answer to her prayers? Can she finally move on? Will she open up and find love? Read on to find out. Takes place during Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

I cry myself to sleep, overwhelmed with emotions I can't even panthom. Sometimes, when it's too difficult, I re-read self-written reminders to remind myself to be happy.

Wandering Farther Inside My Heart ~~~ Slowly losing herself to the darkness Falling asleep while feeling heartless She made it through another day There were some things she didn't say Those things she kept inside her mind She never wanted others to find But she couldn't hold them in forever She wrote a poem, for she knew better ~~~ Poetry for the heart, from the heart. <3

"You couldn't ignore me if you tried." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Haley Reignsford is your typical nerd. Only has a few friends and isn't really treated well. She's what Chance calls a "Goody Goody". She doesn't get in fights. Chance is your typical 'Bad Boy'. He hangs out with the wrong people. Everyone is intimidated by him. He's been in more fights in one school year than Haley has in her lifetime. Not to mention all of the drama between their friends. Everyone seems to be getting together. What happens when Haley catches Chance's eye and starts falling for him? Will he like her back? Or will she just be one of his come-and-go experiments? Can Haley and Chance stay strong? Or will the pressures and and drama with their friends keep them apart? Find out in "Falling Hard For The Bad Boy"

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"THE NAME OF THIS IS THE CHAMPAGNIE CONCEPT BECAUSE IT STANDS FOR ENDURANCE, NOT QUITTING, ACCEPTING THE UPS AND DOWNS IN WHATEVER I COMMIT MYSELF TO AND THAT'S THE REALITY OF SUCCESS OR GREATNESS IS THAT IT COMES WITH A ROLLER COASTER RIDE."

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𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙘 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙥 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙡? - In which two desperate youth wrote down their feelings in diary books because they trust no one. Little did they know that slowly, they started to write about each other more. Here i proudly present, a little story that will teach you not to give up on your dreams, or even on anything else. ⚠️Trigger warning: su1c1d3 ‼️ Original work by littlemagicjm, do not copy. Highest ranks: #1 in morallesson, #2 in dontgiveup and carnival, #4 in magicshop

Cause why not?

Heart warming thoughts from different encounters of life experiences written in poetic lines.

"It isn't the challenge that defines you. It's what you do with it." - Sharon Pearson

These are a bunch of poems, write-ups etc. that I'm sure you'll relate to. Spread Love 💖

about challenges and obstacles in life. How I overcome my problems/ challenges in life

A promise to not give up despite the world continuing to push back

ment to be sad/tw $uicide/s3lf h@rm