Historias de Goodolddays

This is a Story about a girl named Zehra. This story let's u knw abt her teenage experiences. Since childhood her life was very interesting n as changes took place, her life went through many ups n downs. Read at ur own risk cuz chances are to fall for her...

Just some word vomit about loving the life you're living

The human mind is one of the greatest wonders ever created by Creation itself. The power of the mind has been documented by scholars and learned men since aeons long gone. Miracles and seemingly supernatural occurences have been caused by the mind. Our thoughts are really powerful and shape the very reality that we perceive and experience.Thus we must understand how powerful the mind is.Our minds can make us kings who conquer the illusions of Life and reach the Ultimate Goal.

Aditi, a 24 year old shifts to a different city for work where she accidentally relives the memories of her college and her unrequited love, Shri. Being a hesitant and modest girl, she keeps it all to herself throughout her whole life. Peep into the treasure box of love where you'd go through a rollercoaster ride of emotions. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- All the pictures in my book belongs to the respective owners. No copyright infringement intended.

Following a brutal tragedy that left Lake Preparatory School's most prominent friend group in shambles, Jaclyn Brown knows that to love something is to let it go. But she isn't ready to let go of them just yet. For Jaclyn, these people are what make the Eastside home. The memories they've made since playing duck, duck, goose on the first day of kindergarten, the late night runs to the closest Baskin-Robbins, and watching the early morning sunrises from their school's parking lot while screaming to their favorite songs will always have a special place in her heart. Going into their senior year of high school, Jaclyn knows how important their friendships are, and will stop at nothing to get them back.

A true story which happened when I was in middle school. I had found such a compassionate and loving dog who could understand my emotions and would always keep me company...while suddenly one day, it went missing. This is a description of how we spent time together and how much we loved each other.

Why living in the past sucks and how to get over those days where melancholy and daydreaming about the good ol' days froze us in time. From a former 24/7 nostalgic babe

It's something that I wrote according to an analysis on what I think of the expression "I miss the old times." This was written about a year ago, and it's from my point of view.

A seventeen year old named Zahra Foster thought the year would be great, after all it always seems like that after new years, you get a new start. But growing up with five older brothers and a dad who still have that inner child in him you don't really expect much to change. All your hoping for is to find the house in a decent state, which doesn't happen often when they're around. How does this girl with an attitude handle all these boys. More importantly how does she handle not having them around anymore, being the youngest of the house while four of them attend university and the youngest brother setting off to join them in a year's time can be a depressing thought. And when you have so many traditions and habits you might lose more than yourself when changing one. This is an extremely rough book to read. Most of my books are, but this ones is my favorite so far. I hope you enjoy it. I'll try to update as much a possible. Don't forget to leave a comment or send a message of your thoughts on the book.

Life was better in the old days. Or was it? That's the questions Greg Heffley is asking as his town voluntarily unplugs and goes electronic-free. But modern life has it's conveniences, and Greg isn't cut out for an old-fashioned world. With tension building inside and outside the Heffley home, will Greg find a way to survive? Or is going "old school" just too hard for a kid like Greg?

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Learning how to accept that the past is the past, and that there is good times to be had in the future

I remember times when we talked for the pure joy of talking to each other. We shared, laughed and cried. We spoke of anything our hearts desired. Mostly it was pure spontaneity, spoken raw. It's lead us to the uncharted and in this uncharted we were discoverers of each other. Those were beautiful days and my heart still brightens in recollection. Continues...

This is a collection of my hidden thoughts all put into poetry and short stories. This is another side of me that you never get to see. All my heart aches, happiness, feelings all put into one. I also included some poems I've written for the past 2 years and this book has a special place in my heart.

A fifteen-year-old girl has recently suffered the loss of her closest friend. Join her as she pushes through adversity, meets new people, brings her mind to peace, and works to recreate the halcyon days that she once lived.

A prose adoption of the poem Birches by Robert Frost.

As being a nearly eighty year old woman, you come to life thinking about the inevitable, the end. I am lucky enough to still have the air in my lungs and the most treasured memories in my head that I have decided to write them in a memoir. Unlike life today, being a teen in the 50s had different outcomes to the wild and crazy life of young adults now. Everything was different...expect for one thing that we both have in common, life now and back then was a like rollercoaster, it only went up. And when you find the one you love, it sticks with you even until even now. Love is love, it can be painful but it can be cherished. That's life I'm afraid and even all these years later, it still hasn't changed.