Guilty Stories

When you find out that he's been cheating on you with his Ex !!

Daisy from a world full of creeps full of guilt found someone she likes and could rely on- A muslim story Not trying always leads to good- Her new bestfriend is weird....and cute.... People call her dee. but whats going on? why is she scared and flinchs? why does she ger angry and silent and queit sometimes? why she let it out at night? she likes clouds and sky~ ~Somewhere between calm and chaos the clouds understand~

"What about me? I have feelings too, you know?" Words can mean a lot to someone, especially when they are repeated. They make you question how you think, how you operate, and most of all, how you see yourself. It makes you wonder how you fit in to this puzzle of the world, and it makes you second guess everything. A single word, can really change how everything revolves around you, when you have nobody to fall back on. At 16 years of age, Thalia has never truly understood what it feels like to be included. Inclusion is not something that people did and immediately thought of her. People looked at her, and decided to walk around her, or to purposely go out of their way to not pick her. Even teachers turned a blind eye on the girl that was truly suffering. People never understood the full weight of their words. Actions were something you could dismiss, but it was the words that hit their target, every time. They hit her in the school hallways, and they took full force when she walked in through the front door of her house. It was a house, something with four walls and people in it, but never a home. Nothing that said people of a family lived there. Those people that made a family, had one of their own. They had a family, that did not extend to the young girl that was their step-sister. They made it clear, they were step-siblings, and not siblings. Growing up, it became 16 against 1. Older sisters are supposed to share their clothes with their younger sisters and prepare them for what was awaiting for them. Older brothers were supposed to protect the younger ones and tease them from time to time. But these people, simply preferred to hold the title, rather than to act. Only one day, that would all change. It would all change, but was it for the better? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 3.10.22 Revised: 17.02.26 Finished:

**Scene Excerpt:** Instinctively, I reached for her, pulled her toward me, wrapped an arm around her back and held her as if that was exactly what I should have been doing all night. Her slight frame fit frighteningly well against my side, her body warm, her breathing uneven. I stroked her back in a steady, soothing rhythm, trying to understand what had happened without pressing her for answers. After a while, she lifted her head and looked at me, her eyes glassy and tired. Then she leaned in, slowly, uncertainly, as if she wanted to kiss me. As a thank you. Or out of desperation. Or maybe both. I gently held her back. "No," I said quietly, barely more than a breath. "Not like this." She blinked, seeming to need a moment to process my words. "I'm sorry," she murmured then, the words heavy on her tongue. "We're just friends. I know." That sentence-my sentence-hit me harder than I had expected. "If tomorrow," I said calmly, resting a hand against her forehead, "if you still want to kiss me when you're not drunk anymore... then do it. Okay?" Without thinking, I pressed a fleeting kiss to her forehead. No calculation. Just instinct. She clung to me tighter, pulling me closer, and I let her. More than that-I enjoyed it. Cara has learned to stay silent. About guilt. About things that can't be undone. And about a past she keeps carefully hidden. Jan believes in order, in rules-and in the idea that life makes sense if you follow them. But on an old estate on the Spanish coast, he meets a girl who quietly, yet irrevocably, begins to shake those convictions. Between horses, sea air, and unspoken truths, a closeness grows-cautious at first, then dangerously honest. Because some stories refuse to be buried. And some feelings demand more than courage. The photos are from Pinterest

She ran from me on the day she was meant to marry me No explanations. No goodbye. Just a disappearance that destroyed my name... and my heart. Five years later, fate puts her in my path again-soft, apologetic, and breathing like she deserves mercy. She doesn't. She ruined my past. Now I'll ruin her future.

everything comes to an end everyone comes to an end everyone has its own ending tell everything you want to tell before its too late live life the way you want to or else you'll regret

❝It wasn't your kind of freedom, or my kind of freedom, but it was his.❞

As Madeline starts a road trip together with her parents, and her mom's friend's son, Tyler, she expects it to be boring. She couldn't have been more wrong. Tyler turns out to be wanted by the police, but he is known as the 'anonymous killer'. Mady ends up being kidnapped by him. He gives her the choice of dying, staying with him, or running and then being killed anyway. Mady decides the safe way. Will she be able to handle the pressures of having to stay with a serial killer until he decided to let you go?

A sequel to WAR, this collection is mostly short stories with military overtones, but not exclusively so. In a time of war, nobody's innocent.

[English] Atlas Academy Series #6: Masquerade Of The Cloudy Judgement Heart and her friends were tasked to do a commission for the nation of Justice known as Aria. Knowing this nation is everything about justice and trial, they found out that the crisis they are facing is far more complex than what they're expecting. Upon arrival, they've noticed that Arians have different way of worshipping the "Justice" or they have a very unique and different take on the "Legal" matters around their own nation. It is as if everything is within the dramatic spectacle? Will she and her friends be able to solve the drama of the unfathomable mourn of their dramatic remarks? Or they too will be blown away by the impending doom of this nation? All Rights Reserved ®2026 by: Miggy Rior

This is a murder mystery game based off Warrior cats by Erin Hunter, anyone can play. This is not my original idea.

Well you all know about nerd they always the smart,the weird looking and always being bully or judge by other people, So this story is the same Alyssa Requez is the main character Lets fallow Alyssa life being a nerd my description suck but the following parts is sort of good. please enjoy my first book i hope you like it:) <3<3 (And also her last name will change)

Sinful Lusty and Contaminated

"Its a simple bet. But- day by day, I can't help falling for him. Then I told myself. I can 'Take His Heart'"- Jhem

𝓘𝓽 𝓲𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙 its about life which is hard but we have to live

Why does it seem like your teenage years are always the worst? Is it supposed to seem that way? Well, it really doesn't help if you are different from everyone else. This is Jessica's story about the year 2010-2011 when her life gets turned upside down and it seems to be headed to a dark place. this is her journey as she battles high school and a crazy life.

Who knew that one night and one mistake could change your life. I didn't. My name is Celeste Winters, and I'm about to go to jail for the murder of my best friend well one of my so called “best friends,” so let me start from the beginning. About two months ago Me, Regan, and Charity were in math class. In walks this blonde haired, 5'8, dressed in designer from head to toe, flawless photoshopped girl named, Heather West walks in. She was the younger sister of Nathan West, star quarterback of our football team and Regan's boyfriend. We all ended up befriending Addison. We weren't Regan's minions or anything, but did what we had to stay at the top of the social ladder. One day everything's fine then the next day it isn't. Next thing you know cops are coming from every direction, the guilt is starting to get to us, and me well I'm being escorted out of my class in handcuffs. “When I look into your eyes, I can see myself becoming a better person.”- Regan Walters

A select number of poems I wrote some time ago. These poems are all completely different with separate morals, but there's several underlining lessons or life stories in them all. They're interesting and realistic. If you're looking for rainbows, this isn't the place.

This is more like a short story kaya kung ayaw Mo ng storing minadali, don't click the 'Read' or 'Library' sign. Wala din Po itong Prologue dahil ayaw ko lang po, kaya kung ayaw nyo ng kulang kulang na story ay wag nyo na lang pong basahin Ito. Thank you! :) ♥ This is work of fiction. Names, Characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Grammatical errors and Wrong grammars are existing in this story so if you are a perfectionist better leave this story.

a teenager's thoughts and confusion about being asexual. *** i discontinued this for the moment, because writing about trauma from sexual assault was really hard, and that's part of my story*** might begin again later.