Freeyourmind Stories

about a girl who's always in her sisters shadows but doesn't mind. until a boy pulls her out.

i like words. so i write them. now you have to read them. cover by -daisukii

Let me ask you something. Why is it that all the books that win Watty's Awards are already books that have been featured? Don't you think that gives smaller authors less of a chance to win? That's where we come in. With the #HippieTeensCampaign, all authors with small followings can have a chance to win The Hippie Teens Award.

Cover by @leaving_forever (Revamped and updated!) What's love without pinches of hilarity? Specially with towering corporations and walking above the ground taking a predominance over caring for yourself, for others and nurturing those values which you strongly stand for. ------ Stalking random people was Caleigh Darwin's hobby, be it on social media or walking after some attractive guy who catches her attention. She wasn't biased, she followed her own sex as well if they happened to catch her fascination. For a woman disowned by her family, thanks to running away from her own wedding twice, made life easier for her not to mention carrying out this favourite hobby of hers; this is the only way she makes friends and adds flavour to her otherwise lacklustre life. Stalking Favio Fitzgerald was a big sinkhole in her long time hobby as a stalker; what made it worse? He was a professional troubleshooter. Karma is a bitch for sure and her friend Alastair even more for mentioning about running out of luck, what was wrong with following a person surreptitiously? ------ Being stalked by someone for the first time in his life, by a woman no less, highly amused Favio, especially because he dealt with bugs like her every now and then. As time and again his path keeps crossing with this woman he has labelled as a lunatic, he finds himself gravitating towards her orbit, willing to find out what makes Caleigh, Her Crazy Highness. #freeyourmind {Started as of January 2017}

I watch her as she stares at me. I've never noticed how her brown eyes glow in the light. I had never noticed much about her until now. I mutter a few choice words that would probably have my mother rolling in her grave. She knows now. The nobody knows the one thing I've never even wanted my father to know. She begins to speak but it comes out a jumbled mess. It's kind of cute actually. Before I could open my mouth, she sprints out the door. I walk quickly from the piano over to the doorway to see that she had dropped something. Feeling the soft brown leather cover, I open up to the first page. "Dear, diary."

Million Thoughts. 4 Walls. 21 Days. 1 Batshit ball of a virus

you're so popular, have you noticed? everyone knows you, yet no one likes you. you're the friend of a friend that tags along and doesn't know when to head home. you're not human--in every possible meaning of that word. so, forgive me for the bad language. dear insecurity, f**k you. where i write to my insecurity.

Depression and mental illness Poems or spoken word. ❌MAY HAVE A TRIGGER WARNING ❌

A true story that enters the mind and heart of teenagers internationally

She's his biggest fan. So he becomes hers. dedicated to @azurenights

Read along as I talk about my mindset of how I feel daily. If you feel the same way you are welcome to chat me on here <3

Because there are things we'd willingly trade the world for.

My 2 am writings of those anxious, depressed, random "contemplate the world" kind of thoughts that I managed to salvage and didn't delete.

Taking a deep dive to explore overwhelming issues- the inevitable reality check and an attempt to allow flowers to bloom from the ashes with a rather twisted sense of humor. ( Yes, Poetry is rife and spirituality is an overpowering theme so if it's not particularly your scene, don't even bother. No, of course this is not me trying to use reverse psychology to get you to read this . *Inserts Evil Laugh Here* )

❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

Tonight is not the night I'm letting go. I'm not letting go of you. • highest ranking #497 in Short Story - 08/14/17 COMPLETE ✔

the truth hurts, but secrets kill. [EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE] all rights reserved ©️ ana 2019

An emotional baggage like Avni who was continuously slapped by the inhumane act of betrayal, by his own dad and blood relations, finds it difficult to pour out her heart to anyone, even to Neil, who's trusted by her, but not blindly. She fears that she'd get broken One. More. Time. Neil's understanding about that, Avni's insecurities over Juhi, and then Avni opening up to him, still leaving behind a few things that had to be left unsaid, is what I tried to write..It's a one shot..do read it #29 in confession out of 4.08K stories as of 7th July 2019 For EFA Awards

In which we read about love from the perspective of a weird person falling for a Starbucks boy.