Historias de Gonebutnotforgotten

In a world where extinct animals found solace beyond mortal reach, a realm of eternal safety and serenity awaited them. This paradise, suspended high above the clouds, mirrored the vastness of outer space, fostering unity and harmony among these exceptional creatures who spoke a single universal language. Occasionally, through enigmatic and mystical means, a chosen few of these blessed beings descended to our world on precisely seven appointed days. On those rare occasions, we were granted a profound privilege-to listen to the voices of these celestial animals, speaking to us from the heavens. They graciously shared the narratives of their lives and their journeys beyond mortality, providing us with an extraordinary glimpse into their world. We came to intimately know their appearances, concerns, and the hardships they endured. As we bore witness to their goodness, we realized that these sacred beings were deserving of our utmost attention and reverence.

A timeless tribute to a love that endures even beyond life.

A prom/ story...? To speak about a few things. Mainly my grandfather who passed away from cancer on 3/16/2019. He was far more than a man in my eyes. He was a loving father and grandfather to me. Cared for me and was a constant male role model I needed in my life. He was my hero. He taught me that family isn't always blood, and sometimes the thinner blood ties may be the ones you are closer to. This is also to thank him and my grandma for all they have done for me. They went above and beyond what any grandparent needs to do. They did the best try could and did such a good job.

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its basically a short free writting poetic chapter of love chronicles. inspired by a young couple who never got married but had plan to reach that leve. Due to what people told the female the male gets to suffer the loss of the love of his love together with their daughter Sirius

Letters From Yesterday Mia Carter's world shatters the day her boyfriend, Liam, dies in a tragic accident. Her grief is consuming, her days hollow-until a letter arrives. Written by Liam. For her. Then another comes. And another. Each week, Mia receives a new letter from the boy who's no longer there-each one filled with love, memories, and a heartbreaking task to help her heal. But as the letters peel back the layers of their past, Mia begins to uncover a truth Liam never had the chance to say. This isn't just a story about loss-it's a journey through the pain of letting go, the beauty of holding on, and the silent strings that still connect two souls separated by fate.

Brady discovers the reasons why his old, one true love, committed secret suicide through forbidden love notes and packages that piece together the puzzle of Mason's death. Author's note: This is truly a sad, tear jerking story that is based off of the book, Thirteen Reasons Why. Though I am not even close to a fantastic writer, I still feel I am able to convey sensitive material that is relatable to most adolescent teens and those who struggle with themselves in the world. Seeing one's pain after a tragic event that could have been preventable is the worst type of heartbreak, and it's unforgettable. I write this for you, from personal thoughts and experiences, to try and make this as real as possible. Just always remember that suicide is a permanent fix to a temporary problem, and that it is not worth the damage. There are other solutions. There are plenty of people who care and love for you who would love to help. Again stating, I am not a professional author nor am I good at any type of grammar at all (I like to think that I am), so just bare with me throughout this journey. I hope you enjoy!

Some may call her "stupid" or even "retarded", but I would call her a miracle.

About my mom pass away and the love she left behind,to her children and the people she care about.

Delve into this short poetic narrative, where the ethereal dance of words mimics the ethereal dance of a love extinguished too soon."I HATE YOU" beckons to those who've felt the cold touch of ghosted affection, offering solace in shared pain and a haunting beauty in the rawness of vulnerability. The poem's verses mirror the emptiness of unanswered calls, the ache of unread messages, and the echoes of an unknown future .With eloquence, it captures the desolation of reaching out and receiving no reply, as the world around turns gray and memories blur like distant stars

A poem that was never truly finished, part of it lost forever...

The woman who has/had inspired my life since I can remember......my mom. This is her story not mine, but in my words and not hers. This is only what I can remember about my mom, her life, and her death. I do talk about myself but only about living with my mom and how her life was like with me in it. I only know what I know when I was living with her, not when I wasn't living with her, which is why I didn't put a lot here in my story. The only other time I talk about myself in this story, is when I explain how she inspired me in my life, because that was the main theme, writing about a female who has inspired you in life, whether fiction or not. Instead of writing a fiction story I wrote a true story about my mom. I hope you like my story. Thanks for taking the time to read it. Rest in peace mom. I miss you and will always love you. From your daughter, Vicky. * This story is completed. *This story was for the #Eyeslipsfierce contest * I decided to rewrite this for other contests.