Kenopsia mga kuwento

Occasionally, when I woke up I was no longer a part of this world. I was left on my own in a world with no one but myself. Was I being protected? but from what? Even before I knew it, my memories were gone. I didn't know who I was. What exactly happened that day? - The story of a young boy in his teens who struggles to distinguish his survival in a certain alternate setting separated from the natural world and his adventures towards the truth about a certain incident that led the changes in his entire life....... Status: Ongoing

I built a world that has saved thousands but now the people that matter most are in danger. To save them, I had to risk myself. Time has run out now so how do I balance anxiety with the possibility of a life I only ever imagined. This is a labor of love that starts from the middle. Votes and comments are greatly appreciated

"she's like the sun. she keeps giving, offering her happiness for everyone to share, but when she flames up and becomes too much for them to bare, they long for the milder moonlight" ~ an excerpt from "she's like the sun" A compilation of my poetry, ranging from pieces I wrote about what I thought was love, to pieces I wrote that were inspired by conversations with friends. I hope you enjoy :) The image on the cover was found on a free wallpaper website, if you are the creator and want credit or for it to be taken down, please message me privately :) PLEASE TAKE NOTE: All the material in this book is original and belongs to me. achievements: 🥇 - #throughtheages [19/09/21] 🥇 - #outofplace [19/09/21] 5️⃣ - #teenpoetry [31/03/23] 9️⃣ - #kenopsia [15/06/23] 5️⃣ - #kenopsia [31/08/24]

(n) the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that's usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet. -John K.

Hi. This is a story about Kenopsia. You figure it out yourself. Have fun. :)