Reminiscing Stories

London Ynarez --- I was twenty-two. Fresh out of college, full of dreams, and desperate to see the world. I wanted New York. Europe. The kind of places that would make me lose my way, make me cry, make me feel alive. Maybe I'd stay in New York for a year, maybe three. I wanted to work three jobs at once, have my own tiny apartment with city lights that never sleep, adopt a dog and complain because I couldn't take care of it. He wanted to settle down. I wanted to live. I asked him to wait. I told him maybe in a year, maybe in two, we could talk about us again. Selfish? Probably. But part of me hoped that when I was finally ready, he'd still be there - still mine. But he moved on. He found someone else. And someday, he's going to remember me - how much I loved him. And when that happens... I'll hate myself for letting him go. Start: October 26, 2025 End:

Three friends meet up again, after a very, long time.

Whether you wish it to or not. Time never stops. That's why there is nothing more interesting than life itself.

A spun at the moment poem.

No break is ever clean. When we end something, when we walk away from the person we once thought was the answer to everything we'd ever wanted and more, we don't leave as the same person we came.

*SONG BY: Decyfer Down *WRITTEN in: Jack and Gabe's POV* It has been long that they had not said what they held back all this years. Unsaid feelings linger when it was not needed made by the distant they both felt during their days in the Organization and the let lose of something held inside way to long. Will the bond between will start to be re-new again?

When you lose someone you want back, you yearn for the person so deeply that you lose yourself trying to find that person.. It was a feeling, one crotcheted to be ripped apart by savage hands...

Sophie van Lindell and Jason Winters are "happily" engaged. For the past twenty days since she said yes, there wasn't a day that they didn't had an argument. Sophie was extremely tired of their fights. Things aren't supposed to be like this, right? They were supposed to be happy because they're about to get married. Sophie was considering to take a time off from their 9-year long relationship and just live a few days without Jason. Just when she realized that she should finally fix this problem with their relationship, along came Calvin Leonardi. How can his piercing stare and his bright smile move Sophie from her decisions and her relationship? And how can she find herself falling in love with him in just a short span of time? Will love built by time or love built by passion prevail? Join her as she makes a decision of a lifetime and tries to face the consequence that will change her life forever.

Missing the love that I called mine.

Not a fairy tale love story.

Fantasy genre. First book in the Blooming Rose Series. Fourteen year old Rose Star Jacobs lives in a in a world called Fantasy. A world where ordinary people live and yet it is normal to see dragons, pegusi, fairies, and other mythical creatures. Rose remembers everything. She remembers that she never knew her mother, and her remaining family is gone, and that she has no friends. Her brother is dead, she ran away from her father, and the one she once believed loved her left her. She refuses to love anyone (except her pet dragon) or to be loved because of her fear of facing the same heartbreak, depression, and sadness she faced in her past. She lives alone,except for the company of her pet dragon, because of her dark past. When Rose's world is overcome by a great evil, she is supposed to save her people. But will her past memories finally take over and destroy her?

"Close to a Diary" is a different type of story and one of a kind. It's a story that can be seen through these so called diary entries; however, these aren't you're standard diary entries. They're more than a simple recap of the daily life of the owner. According to the name etched inside, "Judith Sunbeam" is the owner of this so called dairy. Who she is will always be a mystery. To go under a pseudonym is her safety blanket. It's the reason why she can confess and express whatever the hell she wants. Every entry gives the reader an insight to who she is. So if this diary ever gets lost, how will anyone know who to give it back to?

#ModernLoveContest In this short story, Kylen reminisces on the complicated dynamics of her family. Sorting through heartache and disappointment, Kylen discovers the true meaning of love. This story has been entered into the #ModernLoveContest.

Minsan sa buhay natin, may mga pagkakataong may nakikilala tayong mga taong ating pagkakatiwalaan. Ngunit 'di natin alam, may mga natatanging sikreto pala ito na makakapagpabago sa buhay natin, mabuti man ito o masama.

Ever wish you could go back to how it used to be?

A Collection of lost thoughts unsaid .

A collection of Miscellaneous pieces that have no meaning individually, but together they make an array of thoughts. Just like the Night sky, a constellation of stars. I hope you enjoy random bursts of happiness, despair and lots of contemplation while you lie under a starlit sky! "About a boy who is the victim of his own thoughts, who struggles to create an identity for himself. " "About a girl who is haunted by her past , which threatens to destroy her very existence. " Will fate come in play and make it all worth for them in the end? or will their lives be completely isolated from each other's existence? The cover illustration does not belong to me!

I wrote this when I was locked up and having a hard time emotionally dealing with separation from my family and recently being diagnosed depressed. I wrote this straight from my heart so enjoy.

"I really miss, The old me, The old you, And the old us." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~Theme Reminiscence of the old me, the old you and the old us. ~Description Breaking us into nostalgia, reminisces us how magical the world was then than it is now. Being written in a first person narrative, it compels us, the readers, to lament the 'Childish' and 'Ignorant' version of ourselves and also urges 'Time' to transfigure us back to what we were earlier. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Writing Technique ~ Rhyming Pattern The second and fourth verse rhyme with each other in the first, second and third stanza. While in the fourth stanza, the second and third verse rhyme with each other. ~ Rhetorical Devices • Adynaton • Anaphora • Imagery - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - °Cover designed by me! °No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages embodied in critical articles or in a review. For any exemptions or business enquiries, drop your mail at: sarnam.hari@gmail.com