Lookingforalaskacontest Stories

Join Belle on her battle to chase after her dreams. A short story inside look of my story Each Second In Between, for the #LookingForAlaskaContest Want to read the full story and join Belle and Petere on their weird journey? Check out my profile for Each Second In Between! Story still being updated.

I've always wondered Why? Why! Why... I had to meet you so that my world would begin to turn, so that my world would find its orbit and that suddenly everything would fall. the adrenaline disappears. passion flies away. love is broken and especially my heart is scattered.

In life you know you can count on your friends when they celebrate who you are not by what you are, but because of who you are.

Both of them were on a school trip. She was afraid of the rejection. He afraid was to lose what they had. And somewhere in between, something happened.

ISSO FOI HA UM MÊS - Eu so queria algo para acreditar, algo que fosse confiável. Que fosse meu. Estavam todos tão errados sobre mim. E em uma dessas viagens a procura do que era certo para mim, conheci uma pessoa Ellie Doe. Ela foi tão imprevisível quanto tempestade em pleno verão, tão inocente quanto criança esperando presente de nata aquele sorriso criou uma sensação tão desconcertante dentro de mim que tive medo de acreditar. Ela chegou toda tímida, sem interesses e eu estava como um fracassado esperando que ela me dissesse algo que me fizesse sorrir, não precisou de muito ela apenas me olhou meio desajeitada. Sim, era pouco tempo demais, estava completamente perdido, de novo. Aquele jeito frio me abandonou, e por incrível que pareça eu sentia falta dele. Porque eu sabia que me apaixonar por uma garota que conheci durante o Fim de semana, iria doer demais. Talvez eu estava tão desesperado que me deixei levar pelo primeiro sentimento frustrante que me surgiu. Ellie Doe Serio cara? Sem chances nem tente! E ISSO SOU EU AGORA DEPOIS DO ACAMPAMENTO DE VERÃO. - Me reconheça por favor- sussurrei.- me encontre, eu não estou tão perdido quanto parece - Murphy! Aparece por favor- implorou Ellie. - Aqui...- tentei um pouco mais alto. - Aparece Murphy...- saiu meio falhada pela primeira vez.- eu te amo Murphy... Ouvir aquilo me fez sorrir, eu estava sozinho mas via todo mundo, eu estava sangrando, conseguia sentir meus pulmões ficarem entupidos, estavam se fechando. Minha respiração falhava e uma constante vontade de chorar irradiava meu peito. Ela estava tão perto mas não podia me ouvir. Meus olhos começaram a se fechar, minhas mãos procuravam apoio. - Também te amo Ellie.- e fechei os olhos. Foi quando senti uma mão quentinha encostar no meu peito acompanhada de uma voz feminina doce, era Ellie. - Murphy!- seus braços me envolveram em um grande e confortável abraço. Naquele exato momento eu lutei para me manter vivo. Por ela.

Even inanimate objects such as a suitcase can change lives. This little red Samsonite did, and it helped its owner gain the strength to abandon misery and embrace the unknown, hoping for a better future.

This one talks about a series of flashbacks that occur that are unfortunate events and how they all pile up into Lisa's life until that one great thing makes it all worth it!

We often see people handing out flyers that advertise something. But Moira encounters a perculiar add - there is a sad mime handing out white masks. Different emotions, but each mask has a message printed out inside. Name, adress and a number. Drama Class. For the ones who need that the most.

A short story bout a boy who runs away from home, from the suffocating clutches of his bound to be pass life. Who knew such a rash decision could be the most thrilling one. Ranks: #202 in LIfeChanging #145 in LookingForAlaska

This is one of my most memorable first experiences with something that has greatly impacted my life.

This is a short story recounting one of the memories I have of the discovery of my attraction to boys. For context, it was the emergence of my feelings for one of my closer friends in 5th grade after he gave me a friendly kiss on the cheek once. What follows is what's written. This is my submission for the #LookingForAlaskaContest.

Anger is the ultimate loss of control and the only way to combat that is to tackle it head-on. Only once a person decides to overcome that challenge can they grow, only then will something beautiful blossom.

Amy had a very normal life. She had nice parents, nice clothes, and her mom made food for their family everyday. But, this all ended on her eighth birthday. All Amy wanted was a fun eighth birthday. But her "present" was nothing she had ever expected or experienced.

Some changes are just like bonfires, they are extraordinary and roaring. But what most has affected me was a tiny, little thing... Only for a pair of Jeans. -Joanna

A teenager named Ruth chose to see the bigger picture of forgiveness than to observe, a small portrait of bitterness to dwell in her heart for a short period of time.

She was a smart young girl. He was your average cool kid. Together they made the perfect pair of friends. Lola was just an ordinary girl living in the cruel harsh world. She loved mysteries and John Green. She wanted to travel the world before she died. Lola was one of a kind. She was special. Isaac was an original. He loved staying indoors and wanted nothing more but to be able to go to space. He loved Lola and always will. Unfortunately, that's not the case that this story holds. Its truly heartbreaking and will make you wish there was a different way this story goes. It will leave you shocked. Sadly, nobody predicted what would happen on the night of April 28th, 2015.

How a hidden dark secret can burn into success

Have you ever felt totally overwhelmed with work or school, or even friends well don't worry cause we all have and this is just a little story to some it all up!

The sky was always so many colors, and everyday it was different. I wanted to know which color was real. #LookingforAlaskaContest

This 500 word short story is my journey about my coming out and my friends supporting me. This short story is for "Look for Alaska" writing contest.