Goodolddays Stories

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.

This is just a short story detailing the reminiscence of a twin looking back on the good times.

My Favourite Anime so Far *this is not in order btw*

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

❝i wish somebody would have told me babe, that someday these would be the good old days❞ when addie and dawn relive the moments of the good old days

"Were you any good?" "Well yeah I'm the one holding the ball ain't I!" Said grandpa as we were looking at his high school basketball team yearbook photo. Grandpa was always one of those guys that could tell a story like it happened yesterday. He also had the best jokes... He would laugh at his own jokes also but, I couldn't blame him because I laughed at them too.

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

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A prose adoption of the poem Birches by Robert Frost.

When the world rages around you, When no one can find you, When you're ready to leave, Be it by land or sea, You'll always have me. Me and this book of poems. So when you are ready to leave... Please, Please take a poem or three, That they might bring some comfort to thee. As you embark on your journey.

In this book I'll be posting all of the stories that I wrote as a young, innocent, horribly written child (with my current commentary, of course). Enjoy!

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...

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.

⚠️TW⚠️ Suicide, death, abuse, self-harming, drugs, alcohol Please do not report this as it is based of stuff that has happened and it isn't nice. There will be a lot of self-harming and abuse. Most chapters will have ⚠️TW⚠️ before I start just to warn you. Please dont report.

It was in the late spring of 1999 when Mum decided to get rid of the old Hillman Avenger parked in front of the building containing our small flat. The kids in the hood used to call it The Four-wheel Flat for obvious reasons.

Life is an intriguing mystery in itself. It works on principles which we have always inherently known. At certain moments in our lives , we face situations which cause us get stuck in a cycle of torment and grief and we chain ourselves to the past. Life does this so that we can learn that true happiness comes from within ourselves and not from external influences. It also causes us to ultimately let go of all darkness and move towards a golden dawn.

We are always used to associate 'form' and 'sight' together. Digging deeper into the mysteries of life , we realize that true sight of life and its abstract beauty originates within our own Divine selves through our mental and spiritual sights. Nature is God's marvel which has come from this spiritual sight.

Not all love stories have happy endings , not everyone gets the happily ever after they deserve. People like me. I Emerald Night , will tell you my story , a story about how I found love. (in which a high school girl -Emerald- finds love and things only get better and worse from there.)