Relatable Stories

a collection of poetry written by yours truly. hopefully something in here will resonate with someone idk

Because first love isn't perfect... it's awkward, chaotic, and impossible to forget. Trisha Khanna was chaos in sneakers, the clumsy, loud, dramatic, and always one step away from falling... or causing trouble. Mahin Vardhan was silence in uniform, the calm, disciplined, unreadable... the kind of boy who noticed everything but said very little. She laughed too loudly, talked too much, and turned the simplest moments into drama. He stayed in the background, watching quietly... pretending not to notice the hurricane walking straight into his life. Same school, different sections, too many accidental meetings... and way too many stolen glances. Between morning assemblies, unfinished homework, last-bench giggles, and shared secrets, a simple crush slowly turned into something neither of them planned. There will be teasing. There will be misunderstandings. There will be moments that make hearts race... and others that make them ache. Because this isn't just a love story, it's the story of growing up, falling for the wrong reasons, laughing at the right ones, and learning that sometimes... the most unforgettable love begins with the smallest crush. ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ If you've ever smiled at someone for no reason...waited for them to walk past your classroom...or felt your heart race at the sound of their name, then this story is for you. Come, relive the madness, the innocence, and the magic of growing up. Because some memories deserve one more ride. ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　 #1 in Relatable #1 in School life #1 in heartfelt #1 in nostalgia

I am a husband now. A father. A man my younger self would not recognize. But I was not always this man. Before her, life was a series of lessons; quiet heartbreaks, fleeting joys, mistakes I didn't know I was making. Each moment shaped me, each choice taught me something I would only understand years later. These are not just memories. These are letters... from the man I used to be. Twelve years of marriage, countless quiet mornings, and the laughter of children; this is the story of how love, patience, and life itself transformed a boy into the man worthy of the woman he calls home. It's a story of reflection, growth, and the kind of love that survives time, change, and everything in between.

"I just can't think straight when it comes to you, Deepika. Why do you do this to me?" says Arjun "I'm not doing anything, Arjun," she hissed. "It's you. You're the one confusing the shit out of me." In one sudden movement, he pulled her close. Lifted her chin and pressed his lips against hers. Updated twice a week!

"Come on, give me your bag. I'll carry it." Navika frowned. "Why? It's not even heavy." Yug smirked, slinging it over his shoulder anyway. "Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... Apka stress kam karna he, meri life ka happiest moment ban jata hai." (Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... reducing your stress becomes the happiest moment of my life.) _______________________________________________ 💗💗Update Schedule: Every Monday 💗💗 Best rankings: #1 in Relatable _______________________________________________ This isn't your usual mafia/CEO/forced marriage Wattpad plot. It's a slow burn. It's messy. It's full of drama. And maybe, just maybe, it'll destroy your "delulu" about Mr Perfect or Miss Elegant. Because sometimes... love isn't about perfection. It's about finding magic in the most unexpected places. Getting comfort, in the people you don't wanna even see, or maybe you do, just you don't admit it. _______________________________________________ Navika Sharma: polite until pushed, gentle until challenged, and lethal when she chooses to be. Brain sharp, humor sharper. A computer science girl who doesn't shout - she wins Yug Arora: the quiet guy until something pokes his emotions - then it's blunt honesty, restless loyalty, and panic hidden under bad jokes. A tech-smart, socially-confused boy who acts tough, feels too much, and melts the second Navika steps in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Navika × Yug ~ NAVYUG: a new era ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She is the symbol of dedication. He is the beat of the dance floor. Her comfort zone is novels. His leisure time is gaming. She can rule with her eyes. He can ruin with his words. ***Tropes *** ⁎Enemies-to-Lovers (one-sided) ⁎Opposites Attract ⁎He Fell First. She fell harder ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Same college. Same branch. Zero idea how love sneaks in. But when it did, it hit like bliss- UNTIL DESTINY HAD OTHER PLANS. Will destiny separate them? Or love will find its NAVYUG?

One-chapter stories from other worlds and inner ones. Some are imagined, some are lived, all are transformed through writing. Pieces of fantasy, memory, and healing woven into one place. Whatever you're searching for, you may find it here. Sit back, and read between the lines. All Rights Reserved.

Because some of us fail at love. | WATTPAD PICKS 3/2/18 |

Jackie was only twelve when she met Derek online. He was much older confident, smart, and fully aware of what he was doing the very day he started texting her. Their connection formed quickly, almost too quickly. It was kind of scary how close they got in just minutes. It started with compliments and late night talks, but over time, the lies Jackie told to keep him around began eating her alive... And the silence she swallowed to protect herself grew heavier with every passing day....

Vanshika Verma is a bold extrovert with a heart of gold and chaos within her. With a faith and bhakti of Kanhaji inside her, she is a teenage wrapped in firecrackers with a touch kpop air and fandom. Arpit Dwivedi is an ambivert with a mind of scientist but naughty pranks too. His world spins around cricket, physics, and peace. On the outside, he's the "silent top student," but inside hides a storm he never shows. Now, what happens when Vanshika's filmy chaos collides with Arpit's calm world? When fate decides to mess with Vanshika's "no love till I achieve" rulebook? Will this teenage tale bloom into sunshine and confessions... or turn into a bittersweet ride of heartbreaks, roasts, and reality checks? Let's dive into their story...!! 🌸 ✨ *A Silent Fantasy* - not your typical rom-com, but a rollercoaster of first love, teenage dreams, and unspoken goodbyes. 🌼 --- ### ❀ Tropes: °.° Extrovert X Ambivert °.° Sunshine X Silent storm °.° She loved first and hard, he fell late °.° Friends to enemies °.° Teenage fiction °.° School love & roasts °.° Bittersweet romance --- Do give a chance to this book and i assure you wont regret choosing this. DONOT ! I SAID , DONOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK !!

🖤 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 by itsjustAmrit Think of it like pages torn from different days but from the same life. ❝ 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❞ Broken Pages is a collection carved from silence- 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥. These aren't love poems. They're post-mortems. Grief sleeps between the lines. Heartbreak drips from metaphors. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 - "You're not alone in the dark." If you've ever smiled while shattering... If your silence ever screamed... 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. In the ash. In the aftermath. In the poetry only pain can write.

What happens when the world goes quiet, but your mind doesn't? 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 isn't a story. It's a series of moments, the kind you don't talk about in daylight. The kind that sit with you when the room is dark, when the clock is too loud, when sleep refuses to be kind. These poems don't ask to be understood. They ask to be felt. From fragile beauty hidden in unexpected places, to silent battles no one sees, to thoughts that linger somewhere between breaking and becoming, this collection moves like the night itself-soft, restless, and a little unforgiving. Some poems will feel like comfort. Some will feel like confrontation. And some will feel like they were written from a place you've been trying to avoid. Read it slowly. Or don't. The night doesn't rush. And neither do the truths waiting inside it.

I thought my biggest problem was slow internet. I was wrong. My biggest problem is my neighbor. Mr. Bamidele doesn't just misunderstand technology... he improves it. By cooking it. Freezing it. And possibly destroying it. If you think your life is stressful, try living next door to chaos. Updates weekly. Sanity decreasing daily

Hey it's my first book it's not a fantasy or something romantic it's just a reality based book which is exposing the term" Golden Years " used for teenage life.

Vivian Wuthers, a complicated and misunderstood teenager. She doesn't know what to feel so she feels nothing. Do people like her? If they did, they would pay attention to her, wouldn't they? She feels so invisible it's like she actually is. Sometimes she feels like she's there without actually being there, like her reality is split in two different perspectives and she can't narrate her own story. So, she goes somewhere else. Somewhere only she knows, deep inside her subconscious when she closes her eyes. The 6 eyed lamb is more understanding, and the black widow keeps her company. How do you know my name? I haven't told you? It's probably just stress. Stress..

Not every love story starts with a perfect confession. Mine started with drool, messy hair, and a boy who thought 6:00 AM was a great time to visit. I went from the girl who had all the answers to the girl who's now all confused. This isn't a fairy tale. It's a collection of real moments-the laughter in a dark park, the drop in my grades, and the way my heart skipped when a childhood friend grew up and showed me a grin that changed everything. A story for the 'average' girls, the backup friends, and the wholesome souls who are still figuring it out.

This is a journal of a weird home school tween. Read at your own risk. I don't think there's any warnings I may need to say at the moment but this is a story of MY life and my opinions. Its also kinda a my journal and no I will not be doing a face,name,age, or etc reveal. Enjoy and remember if you don't like it LEAVE.

A story about a girl facing life's challenges, learning to stand on her own, and finally realizing when to choose herself. She thought her life was over... but little did she know, it was just about to start.

Slam book? Hmm... Sounds cringe... but I used to have one. It was like a notebook with colorful designs-stickers, drawings, and more. The more designs, the cuter it was. Malalaman mo rin yung personal profile ng taong sasagot dito-pwedeng friends, classmates, even your crush. Cringe... but now that I'm thinking about it, it feels nostalgic. Sarap bumalik sa nakaraan-yung wala kang aalalahanin na bills o pressure sa trabaho. Magwo-worry ka lang kung sino ang isusulat ng crush mo sa slam book. I remember him. He was the reason why I made that book. Gusto kong malaman kung sino ang crush ng crush ko. Naaalala ko yung kilig-kung paano unang namula ang pisngi ko sa sobrang kaba na naramdaman ko noon. I remember life being so bright back then. I miss my life... my life with him. Nabigla ako sa luhang tumulo sa pisngi ko at muling bumalik sa realidad. Binalik ko ang tingin ko sa hawak kong phone, at ang kaninang patak lang ng luha ay ngayon umaagos na-parang hindi na huhupa pa. I was trying to sob quietly, but I couldn't even see my phone dahil blurred na ito sa mga luhang ayaw huminto. Pilit ko pa rin itong tinitigan at muling binasa... "last seen yesterday..."

In a classroom where everyone is slowly trying to find their place, Ruu never thought she would stand out. She doesn't speak the loudest. She doesn't try to be seen. She simply observes-quietly existing in a world that keeps moving around her. But somehow, people start noticing her anyway. And then there's Aiden. Calm. Effortless. Always ahead in ways he never needs to explain. He doesn't chase attention-but he always has it. Especially hers. At first, it's nothing. Just passing glances. Small moments in class. Unspoken awareness. But in a school where names start to matter, where leadership, competition, and quiet expectations begin to build between students... even silence starts to feel heavy. And somewhere between math problems, classroom games, school campaigns, and the spaces in between- Ruu realizes something she didn't expect. Some people don't need to speak to be noticed. And some connections start long before either of them admits it. A slow-burn story of quiet feelings, unspoken tension, and the things people almost say-but never do.

!!BOOK TWO!! ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Darren Amity always thought he'd never get anywhere in life. Too depressed to see past the darkness. He always wondered when it would end. If it would end. Eventually he just gave up and decided to let life or fate or God; decide for him. Darren struggled with himself and his thoughts every day. Telling himself to get up and go for a walk, go hangout with his siblings or friends. Just to get out of bed.. Darren thought he wasn't going anywhere any time soon, at 19 years old. He felt completely useless and ashamed. He wondered if anyone had noticed him falling apart. Or maybe they've simply mistook his silence and dry smile as reserved. Stoic. shy. But it wasn't any of those, no matter how much he didn't deny it. How could he? He couldn't tell them how he really felt inside. How painful it all was. But maybe all he needed was someone to catch him before he shattered. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Reuben always thought he wasn't seen. He felt like he couldn't do anything, so when he felt proud of something he DID do- he wanted it to be recognized. Reuben thought he had a good childhood but his mind often explores into the deeper pits. He wondered if he was just being dramatic. Selfish or ungrateful whenever he thinks negative thoughts upon his parents. But.. was it completely his fault if he's feeling this way? Reuben often finds himself in his own deep depression. Battling with himself, tricking his brain so things wouldn't seem so hard to accomplish. Simple things. Like showering, making his bed, leaving the house, brushing his teeth... simply living. Reuben had always been isolated since the age of 12, but after his siblings all moved away and he moved a few hours away from his hometown where most of his family was, he just.. collapsed. And now... he needed someone to pick him up again. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆