Wallflower storie

I had known you my entire life. From the moment we were born, our lives had been tied together in ways neither of us really chose. Our mothers had been best friends since elementary school, and they'd always said they wanted their kids to grow up the same way they did-side by side through everything. So that's exactly what happened. You and I were complete opposites, though. Anyone could see it. You were quiet. Relaxed. The kind of person who thought things through before speaking. You stayed composed even when everything around you felt chaotic. Me? I was the complete opposite. I was loud, energetic, constantly moving, and far more social than he ever wanted to be. Organization was never my strong suit, and thinking before acting wasn't exactly a habit I practiced either. We balanced each other. And honestly, I couldn't remember a time when you weren't there. this is my first time writing, so i apologize in Advance!!

Rocked by recent personal tragedy, Anna Carlton is craving a fresh start. So, when her husband Simon is offered an amazing opportunity within his real-estate development company, Anna agrees to leave behind their home in London and relocate to Ibiza, Spain. Ibiza is a paradise. Simon, his work colleagues, and their wives embrace the sun, sand, and exciting nightlife with open arms. But for Anna, the island is an isolated fever dream. Simon's work schedule and active social life keep him away, and despite the crowds and parties, Anna feels alone. Well...not completely alone. Since the moment she arrived in Ibiza, Anna has felt a presence. The persistent presence of someone watching her. Items begin to move inside her beachside house, perfume lingers, messages appear in the sand, and the image of a dark-haired woman is always just beyond Anna's peripheral. A woman Simon seems to already know... Who is she? || A novella of suspense, written for ONC 2026 with prompt #80. ||

My hopeless love for him is evergreen. It grows even more in the summertime. Poems and short stories. So just stick around for a while, you may find a place here too.

"A wallflower.. You see things. You keep quiet about them and you understand"... But love changes everything

my life in letters to charlie

An insight into what it's like in the life of a wallflower.

we can build wings and be birds. we can dream stick figures and have them fight. so why can't the wind take us and let us fly? (i suck at this introduction thing, moving on!)

Survival (noun) /səˈvʌɪv(ə)l/ the state or fact of continuing to live or exist, typically in spite of an accident, ordeal, or difficult circumstances.

Y/N was a wallflower, not having many friends at school, or in general. She also has bipolar disorder, severe anxiety, and depression. If her nose isn't in a book, her sketchbook, or journal, then she's on her phone, watching her favourite youtuber, jacksepticeye. Lately, she's been paranoid due to having the feeling of being watched. By who? She doesn't know. Though once she finds out... it won't be pretty.

Zoe and Brent. Brent and Zoe. It's always been like that for the childhood best friends. But throw in a spice of violent encounters, a dash of envy from the snooty, know-it-all queen bee, a few cups of (very) awkward moments, a consultant that only speaks in metaphors, a simmer of not-so-friendly bickering, and just a pinch of unwanted feelings, and what do you get? Complete, and utter chaos. They don't ever want to admit that being on opposite ends of the social ladder just won't cut it for them--in fact, they'd rather go through the tumultuous path instead; which will only lead them to the horrible truth that both have dreaded: That a flower simply can't be friends with an eagle. Unfortunately, they're going to have to learn that the hard way.

Acrostic poems by a wallflower.

VENUS FLYTRAP | IN PROGRESS Across the wizarding world, Hogwarts is one of the most revered institutions for young witches and wizards to shape their magic. Within its ancient walls, students from every walk of life embark on a journey that often becomes the defining chapter of their youth. For Juliet Sundew, an unassuming muggle-born, the invitation to Hogwarts was a calling she had longed for, a chance to discover her magic among kindred spirits. But when the Sorting Hat placed her in Slytherin, the house known for its ambition and cunning nature, she found herself out of step with those around her. Gifted with an unusual set of talents, Juliet drifted quietly through the stone corridors, keeping her distance, uncertain where she belonged. That is, until two fellow Slytherins - Sebastian Sallow and Ominis Gaunt - saw something in her worth drawing out. As they pulled her into their orbit, Juliet began to wonder if her placement in Slytherin was not a mistake, but a question she was only now beginning to answer. ☙

Michael was hopeless. An alcoholic father, no where to be found mother, and a drug addicted sister. He had one friend who was slipping away from him and was dreading high school. It seemed like every option Michael was used to had suddenly vanished - all except one; suicide. But he wasn't going to leave without giving his reasons.

I'm the wallflower. He's the BadBoy.

Wallflower is just a normal girl with an average life, doing her best to survive her high school days. Sitting in the back of class and drawing, mostly keeping to herself as she wanders day after day, and class after class. Will she make it to the end of the year without getting bullied? or worse.....without having another one of her psychotic "episodes" ?

Princess Nia is torn from her kingdom when a competing kingdom comes to take her life. She travels many miles to a small town in her kingdom to hide. While Nia is there, she learns what it is like to be a common girl and what it means to fall in love. *Warning: this is terribly cliche and kind of rough since it is one of the first stories I wrote on Wattpad and has never been rewritten. It is my most popular story, though, so read if you wish.*

Lolita Kannas, not your average teenager or so you would think. she walks the halls and looks at people as though she is writing poems about them in her mind. a desolate painting in black and brown.

Step into the shoes of an ordinary blonde girl as she tries to get through everyday Highschool Life. Get to meet new types of characters and possible comic relief characters on the way as too. Discover that her life is not just an ordinary everyday Highschool drama at all... Its more than just mere ordinary...

This is something I need to do for myself. My friends think I've changed. I think I'm just being me...

They say the quietest people have the loudest minds. What happens in the minds of those who do not speak. This is about me and what I think as a quiet girl. I don't know how else to express myself besides through writing and drawing. All credit to whoever made the photos I use in this I simply found them on google. I hope you enjoy reading my silent voice.