Nonficspotlight Stories

Abandoned and neglected by the people she calls family, Alice is left like a lone bird all on her own. Pain, tears, anger and hurt from her childhood leaves her a completely disparate and modified being. Will Alice get over her acrid experiences? Find out more!

A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY 20/10/2017 Highest Rank #1 in Non Fiction 14/12/17 #1 In Nigerian Stories Selected as NonFiction September Spotlight 09/09/2018 to 09/10/2018 Based on a true life story. Have you ever struggled to survive? Faced with constant sexual abuse? Beaten and left for dead? How did you survive? It's central theme is abuse. This true story showcases the various horrible experiences most housemaids are forced to undergo in the hands of their guardians in Nigeria and in other parts of the world. It is a heart wrenching story which must definitely bring tears to your eyes. And if you were once a housemaid, this story might make you relive past experiences you once had. It also tries to show how most parents become involuntary accomplices to their child's plight. It is based on true events, however names and characters, location and scenes have been changed for personal and security reasons. All rights reserved. Please do not share or use any part of this story without express permission from the author. Say no to plagiarism!

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Emotional. Raw. Reminiscent. Those are the three words that come to mind when I think of these letters. All of these letters are addressed to someone I've actually loved in real life, I've just changed their names. All of these feelings are real. These people meant a lot to me, and they all taught me something or changed me in some way. I'm grateful that I was able to meet them, and I can't wait for the day when I can write a letter with a happy ending. But for now, buckle up and enjoy the bumpy ride. Without further ado, here is Open Letters to Everyone I've Ever Loved. *Disclaimer- All images are taken off of google images. If you would like me to remove an image because it is your own, or there is some other valid reasoning behind it, I would be happy to do so. Just send me a message. Also, I hope this never happens, but if you find that one of these letters is about you and you would like it removed, I completely understand. Just message me and I'll make it happen. Thanks, and enjoy!

COMING SOON A timeless journey, where you are taken to the place where Gods live and winds whirl like in the South of the universe. A photographic portfolio and storytelling.

Are you experiencing writers block or just looking for inspiration? If so, then this guide is for you. Each chapter contains a long list of writing prompts based on different genres.

A collection of letters I have written to my friends but never sent ranging in topics.

{Updated book} This e-book now includes images to help guide you through Canva. Plus Canva now features a Wattpad sized cover template. There are a lot of 'how book-cover guides' on Wattpad pointing to other online tools, but I've found none for Canva! So I hope I'm not treading on any toes in creating this guide. This is a very very basic overview for an online web tool which allows you to make graphics like Book covers. Some parts of Canva is free and other parts charge a fee, so use this site wisely. You can always skip my guide and google for Canvas About, Support and Tutorial for more info. This guide was made by a fan of Canva who has seen people ask for different tools out there.

Do you want to know what a 'Beta Reader's is? Or why a 'Critique Partner' is a valuable asset for a writer to have? If you said yes, you are in good company. Come along as I attempt to answer these questions and maybe a few others. Am I qualified, you may be wondering. As qualified as anyone with a search engine, and the determination to Google like they've never Googled before.

Read this when you feel like you're not worth it. Read this when you feel like there's no one you can trust anymore. Read this when you feel like you want to give up your very last hope. Read this when you're feeling low. There's no one who can make you happy except you so just face your problems with a smile and make your life a beautiful one. Work for yourself. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is just an attempt to be an optimistic person and for once express a fraction of my mind.

In 2017 I embarked on a three month backpacking trip around Europe. Motivated by the many accounts of travel from within religion, I went to learn. But what I experienced was not what I was expecting. This was my first time leaving the UK since I was a child and my expectations of travel and Europe were wildly out of touch. I met more people in these three months than I had in the previous ten years and had many new experiences. I was naive and many of the people I met on my travels could tell just how naive I was. Overland by bus, train and ferry through 17 countries: England, Scotland, France, Belgium, Netherlands, Germany, Czech Republic, Poland, Slovakia, Austria, Hungary, Romania, Bulgaria, Greece, Italy and Switzerland. To 35 locations: Liverpool, Manchester, Glasgow, Edinburgh, Paris, Brussels, Antwerp, Ghent, Bruges, Amsterdam, Berlin, Dresden, Leipzig, Frankfurt, Prague, Krakow, Brno, Bratislava, Vienna, Budapest, Timisoara, Sibiu, Brasov, Bucharest, Sofia, Thessaloniki, Litochoro, Athens, Delphi, Naples, Rome, Venice, Milan and Lugano. It is an account of backpacking around Europe, both the best and worst of European backpacking hostels. Long bus journeys, hitch hiking and plenty of walking. I'm not proud of my behaviour or the events surrounding this three month period of my life, but I am proud to have forced myself to do it. I hope that my story will reach people who are in similar positions to what I found myself and to plant the seed of travel as a solution to those problems. Sometimes running away is the solution. It has also been several years since my backpacking trip and I find myself constantly trying to piece my memories together. Not always knowing what city or even country a memory occurred. I feel like my memories are deteriorating so I decided to document them before fall apart completely. I'm not a writer at all and I have tried to be as honest as possible, to my own downfall. I'm open to any advice about how I can improve it.

Works cited: Brackett, Virginia. ""To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time"" The Facts On File Companion to British Poetry, 17th and 18th Centuries, Facts On File, 2008. Bloom's Literature, online.infobase.com/Auth/Index?aid=101298&itemid=WE54&articleId=11279. Accessed 16 Mar. 2018. Herrick, Robert, "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time." Portable Literature; Reading, Reacting, Writing. Ed. Laurie G. Kirszner and Stephen R. Mandell. 9th ed. Mason: Cengage Learning, 2016. 518. Print

Read a true story about how one small thing can impact a girl's whole life. Who is that girl? Well, that girl is me.

One thing I love to do besides writing is baking. Especially baking things that involve chocolate. There are also gonna be recipes that aren't chocolate based, so I hope you enjoy this. All of the recipes, videos and music attachments go to the original owners. Please be sure to vote and share. If there's any recipe you want to see or recommend write it in the comment section below. Also in some of the recipes they are gonna have random music in them. Some will have holiday music, music from animes, etc. Rank #12 in cookbook #NonFicSpotlight for March 2020

The Starry Night is an oil on canvas by the Dutch post-impressionist painter Vincent van Gogh. Painted in June 1889, it describes the view from the east-facing window of his asylum room at Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, just before sunrise, with the addition of an ideal village.[1][2][3] It has been in the permanent collection of the Museum of Modern Art in New York City since 1941, acquired through the Lillie P. Bliss Bequest. Regarded as among Van Gogh's finest works,[4] The Starry Night is one of the most recognized paintings in the history of Western culture.[5][6]

For some strange reason I always end up back at this place, this realm of realms and this never ending story. I'm only here for one reason and one reason only again; Because I'm fucking sick of the real world. Now this isn't a diary but a catalogue of sorts. I only come back when I'm struggling to cope and coping is what I'm doing.

Ever wondered what happened before you took birth? What a true Yogi is and what he can do? Whether black magicians exist and what they look like? This book contains true stories about matters of the inner life. They either happened to me personally, or to someone I know. As with all my writings, they are not meant to proof anything or convince you of any reality. But they do want to make you ponder and consider. In this sense, enjoy reading and diving into some of the mysteries of our life. And let me know about yours. :)

His white skin was covered with a grey jacket that he's wearing when I saw him. And when his eyes met mine, that's been looking at him from then, I looked down and bit the inside of my cheek when I found it hard to breathe. written by: @keilaaluu_ (formerly: flawedfelicity)