Restinpeace Stories

Halcyon; defined as calm and peaceful, happy, golden, prosperous, and affluent. Denoting a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful. ✽+†+✽――✽+†+✽――✽+†+✽―― Memories adrift within dreams, a past longing to make a reality once more. His passing was unexpected; painful, yet quick. Slipping within the depths of lost thoughts and feelings, hoping, crying out for a better outcome. Why did it have to be him...? In other words, Technoblade dies of an unknown illness, and his friends struggle to move on. ✽+†+✽――✽+†+✽――✽+†+✽―― *In regards to Technoblade's unfortunate passing due to cancer, I have decided to write a short story. *Honestly... this is my way of finding closure. He wasn't someone I watched daily, if at all, so I can't say I was much of a fan, but I did respect him and it hurts to see him go so soon. *This story is unrelated to my, "Worlds Apart" book. Philza and Techno's relationship here can be seen as either friendship or romantic. Please, enjoy. I pray that Technoblade is in a better place now. 💙 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Do not use or steal this Wattpad story in any way without my permission. Thank you.] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⚠ART NOT MINE⚠ The title and pink outline are my doing. The image is also greatly clipped to fit the Wattpad cover size. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Impressive Rankings: #522 dark #99 heaven #373 dreams #4 neverforget #10 restinpeace #19 fivestagesofgrief #195 illness #645 infection #4 bargaining #7 closure #57 acceptance #585 denial #124 anger

DISCLAIMER: This is in no way intended as a joke, please have the respect an courtesy to not treat it as such. After what seemed to be a harmless slip on the stairs, Stef went in the hospital because of the injury after it got suddenly worse.

As Spider-Man is having trouble to cope with the hate he has been receiving a man named Stan helps cheer up the hero as he gives him wisdom and advice. This story is a tribute to Stan Lee as he meant a lot to most of us True Believers.

This book was originally titled "My letter to Kurt Cobain". I changed the title to "Grunge Is Dead" in May 2017, and I changed it to its current title in October 2020. This book began in 2015 as an open letter to Kurt Cobain, shortly after I became a fan of rock music and started exploring bands. Since then, music has become a huge source of inspiration and guidance throughout many hardships in my life, and I feel an intense connection towards certain musicians due to the impact they've had on me. This book was updated after Chris Cornell's death in May 2015 and again after Eddie Van Halen's death in October 2020, paying tribute to them and explaining their personal impact on me.

Abigail loves to read, but a few months ago she decided that she didn't just want to read the stories. She has the desire to mimic some of the character's actions. The murderer's in particular. Now Vikki, her older sister, has found out about Abigail's crimes and wants to confront her, but it goes worse then she expected. It might have gone better for Vikki if she had just left Abigail to her habits.

It's been almost two years since the most caring person has been taken from this earth. He was a light in the darkness leading everyone to the happy side. He always make people laugh and smile despite how how bad they're day was. This is my tribute to the one and only Robin Williams

Tác phẩm mà mình chỉ muốn dành riêng cho chàng trai của Shawol. Kim Jonghyun- chàng trai mạnh mẽ nhất mà mình từng thấy. Kì tích tháng 12 đã không xảy ra thì mình sẽ dành lại một điều ước. Santa thân mến, con hy vọng ông nhắn lời với thượng đế hãy yêu thương Jonghyun của chúng con vì anh ấy đã sống một cuộc đời quá đau khổ rồi. Còn nữa, nhắn với Kim Jonghyun của chúng con rằng, hãy sống thật tốt và bình an, Shawol, Shinee và tất thảy mọi người yêu thương anh vẫn ổn. Hãy yên tâm sống vì mình trước, cám ơn anh đã hy sinh tuổi thanh xuân của mình để cống hiến toàn bộ sức mình cho âm nhạc thiêng liêng. Nói với anh ấy, chúng con yêu anh ấy và tự hào về anh ấy lắm! #TinaJung

Enjoy, that's all I'm saying.

Just a poem that's all :)

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If you didn't know or read my bio, my dad passed away when I was just 6 years old. He was a great man, loving father, caring husband, a good friend, and would brighten up a room. When I found out about his death, I completely lost it, so you can imagine how close I was to him. If you don't want to see the pictures, then that's fine, I'll understand. But please, show some respect for him. For those of you who think that I'm fishing for sympathy, I'm not. I know that there are people here on Wattpad who know how I feel. And I do not own any songs used in this book. The only things I own are the pictures of my father and the memory poem.

This is about a real event in my life, the passing of my grandma and how much it affected my mental state.

Fly high angel....

Growing up in a small town and losing your friend to suicide This is for him. An explanation of events to better understand is listed

Why, Wattpad?! WHY?!

Poem about Kobe Bryant

Come here to vent, rant or comfort. Technoblade was dear to all of us. This is not clickbait or anything... I wish it was.

This is a tribute to my beautiful girl Bailee (in photo) and what I think she went through when it was her time.