Adhd Stories

Story of a 14 yr old girl whose trying to live a normal life whilst living with epilepsy. How will she cope with the stress of school, medical issues and life?

An 8 year old girl called Hadley Matthews who suffers with autism and undiagnosed growth issues, grew up in Bondi, but has never been to bondi beach. She knows her father works at bondi after overhearing an argument her mum had with someone. So when she decides to finally run away from her abusive home, will she finally meet her dad? Will he accept her as his own? Will she finally have the family she always wanted.

Maisie Walsh is now 20 and a professional footballer for Manchester City. While she may have gotten older, her chaotic personality is certainly as strong as ever. With a new set of challenges coming Maisie's way, will she manage to get through them? Or will it all be too much? Sequel to Trouble Collection of stories through Maisie's adulthood

I knocked. "Who is it?" "Me, you dim whit!" --------------------- Two students from Westford High School, are completely different. But opposites attract right? This story is about A Senior named Dylan, and a Senior named Payton. What will happen when the bad girl meets the good guy? Read this awesome book to find out!!!!!!!!

A teen girl moves to Nevada with nothing but low expectations until she meets a new friend, and tries to fit into a new scene while the only people she knows rise to fame. She will have to deal with every changing relationships and lifestyles through her once-in-a-lifetime journey, so follow along to see every twist and turn! - - - WILL UPDATE ON WEEKLY BASIS! I appreciate constructive criticism and love any comments about what you may think will happen. Even though this is my first fan-fiction, I promise the writing is polished and professional. This is a young adult fiction, but it does contain real people and real places. I will try to be as close to the facts as possible, but I will make mistakes, and I would love input! Fan-fiction will contain drugs and alcohol, as well as foul language. If at any time you feel uncomfortable reading, feel free to stop.

Bronx couldn't say he enjoyed Alto, Georgia. Sure, The Bronx was a shithole (yes, he's named after a county, shut the fuck up), but it was a shithole he was familiar with. And it actually had stuff to do, like the old arcade five minutes away from their old house. Or, you know, the entirety of New York Damn City. Sure, his family was broke as fuck, but it was cool to walk around. The only reason they had moved was for his kid sister, Brooklyn. His Aunt Queenie (named after Queens) had hunted down a renowned developmental pediatrician in Middle of Nowhere, Georgia. Most of his arguments had vanished at that; while he was happy (as happy as he was capable of being, at least), they had been looking for someone to help Brooklyn (in his family, it was just a recurring theme to hate your children enough to name them after landmarks). If you hadn't guessed already, he's not an honest guy. "Down on their luck" didn't fit, since they'd never had any luck to begin with. Aunt Queenie worked her ass off as a secretary at an entertainment agency in NYC, and while it paid well, this country was in shambles, and so was the pricing system. Had to tap your 401(k) to keep a roof over your head. His aunt knew what he did at night; she didn't like it, but she turned the other way when she saw the first stack of cash he dropped onto their old, rickety dining table. Though his dubious income helped them breathe a little, it didn't stop her worry from shifting from finances to her wayward nephew. His trashy (affectionate) aunt loved him, and he loved her, but Brooklyn was the light of his life; he would have ended up in a ditch long ago if they hadn't been waiting for him at home. The first week was fine; whatever, really. He got his info packet from Alto High School. His busmate was some girl named Ashlyn; there were two other new kids besides him, and he would start in three days. Mundane shit. He never could have guessed what would happen on that trip to Savannah.

I'm just dropping in some poems that I'm proud of to try things out. You could read them or not.

In which the Dark Lord's beloved daughter falls in love with the eldest son of the most powerful neutral family Or In which the academically stupid and street smart Benjamin Mercury charges the eye of the beloved Riddle-Slytherin princess

Context : The year is 1982, World War III had it's quiet resolve two years ago and all nations suffer through a wretched cold war. To raise against the tides, Founding Farmers of International Security developed a nuclear, war resistant ship to protect its inhabitants and to later fund scientific research on ocean findings. However, the International Beacon of Ocean Conservation will take its precious time to unravel its lore. What is FFIS and IBOC? How did the Octonauts came to be? What was the original war from? What was the ship originally made for? What are the Octonauts' deep pasts? And what creatures await for them in the dark? Strip of text : "Pacific Coast, 8:34 pm "Why did we ever agree to this?" Dashi pulls out a knife from her pouch and cracks the screen, she positions herself and with a small grunt shoves her foot into the glass, as the shards drift across the tipsy halls. She pulls out the emergency tool box and swims her way to a nearby exit. As much as Dashi wanted to complain about the weight of the emergency tool box that Tweak had supplied, she knew she had to talk to her about it later. The woman climbed her way to one side of the ship. She swiped away at the bubbles and sat down on the metal. From the tool box she rummages for a small crowbar then with all of her weight she pushes open a hatch from the side of the Octopod. It has been minutes since the boys went out to grab the repair G.U.P.'s and she and Tweak already wasted their energy on trying to filter out the rushing sea water entering the Ship. Dashi rummages through the emergency tool box once again looking for a torque wrench this time. Click-Clack. Click-Clack. Click-Clack. With each heave she kept wondering if the boys will come on time. In a split second she saw something in a signature color green. "Kwazii?" she mouthed as she twisted her head to see him for herself." *; . +: * . .

*ALL FAKE NOT TRUE IN ANY FORM!* A story of Elenora "Russo" and Ricardo Calafiori

The life of Thomas jack Gibson ⚠️ includes abuse, seizures and strong language ⚠️

One minute, I'm minding my own business. The next thing I know... I'M IN A WHOLE NEW WORLD!

Normally starting your last two years of high school means getting your drivers license, adventures with friends and an experience you'll never forget. Charlie wasn't expecting to start Year 11 off in a new home, suburb and school. She wasn't expecting random panic attacks and trauma to consume her life. She wasn't expecting to have nobody by her side. Chase thought he was fine. Well, as fine as an energetic teenage boy who, just so happens to use a wheelchair, could be. Life was back to a somewhat normal state after the incident, apart from the nagging curiosity of having a grief-stricken teenage girl upstairs. Rising from the destruction caused by the storm that is life can be a struggle, especially when you're a teenager. Sometimes a little friendship can make all the difference. Cover by @SophiaAntonia96

Creepypasta X FTM!Reader|| 𝙓𝙮𝙡𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 (𝙣.) 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨, 𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙨 "He's not a dangerous dark kind of mysterious like some think, but a slowly diming light who's mind can be a mystery and who's eyes are full of curiosity, innocents and wonder." [More descriptive description coming soon!] [ I do not own any of the pictures,creepypasta or marble hornets characters in this book,they all go to their rightful owners! I do own the plot and idea idea along with the self insert thingy-]

Ten-year-old Meredith has already been through a lot in her life. She is different and gets picked on about it at school and has difficulties making friends. But is this about to change when a certain curly haired boy moves into town and decides to sit next to her? Read to find out, follow them through their process of learning to trust each other. =) Have fun!

Depressed, anxious, ADHD Stiles is growing up, after the recent suicide of his mother, with a now drunk, abusive father. A/N SUMMARIES R HARD BUT I ASSURE YOU ITS ALOT BETTER THAN IT SOUNDS OK BYE

ozzy, a little girl living in a group home for the last 5 years of her life, struggling to interact with the world around her. an agent and ex-assassin looking for a new daughter who fall in love with a tiny 10 year old redhead, try and show as much love and safety to a misunderstood Ozzy as she navigates a new home in a world she has always found tricky, hiding and struggling with the idea of love that these to women make their mission to show her. i only own Ozzy, the rest are Marvel's lets just pretend there was no civil war or end game sorry about any spelling :)

Eighteen-year-old Neil Martin escapes his family and past by moving across the disintegrating country to participate in the Middleton Academy. A special ops-esque program, it promises an escape from poverty for anyone who manages to stick out the intense and traumatizing year, rewarding them with money, education, health care, and, above all, a chance to live without fearing for one's life, which is something worth pursuing in a world growing increasingly dangerous for the 99%. He quickly realizes all he's done is jump straight into the fire itself, as he attempts to navigate regular threats to his life, a partner who seems set on causing the two of them to flunk out and end up on the streets, and trauma from his past that he doesn't know how to deal with. vibes: although i've been writing my whole life, i mostly write poetry. so i guess my warning is don't take on this story expecting to see a plotline or world you've never seen before. instead, this is all about the characters trying to work through trauma in a way that maybe can resonate. additionally, i tried to bring in a religious trauma theme. as someone who grew up in a fundementalist religion, i wish there was more content with ex-fundie kids, without making the religion the central aspect. that's all this is: a few more silly little characters to contribute in hopes that people might more easily find themselves in what they read and watch. that being said, i can at least offer paragraph breaks and decent-ish spelling and grammar. :) (this story has already been written and revised a bit; I'm uploading it as I do some *final* edits.) trigger warnings: pretty much everything :/

"When you invite someone to sit at your table and you want to cook for them you're inviting a person into your life." - Maya Angelou Growing up, Y/n never had much consistency in his life, except cooking and baking. It caught his attention, it was fun, but he never expected it would help him catch a certain volleyball player's heart.

...and One Time he found out what his curse was about. Or the life and path of an undiagnosed ADHDer, who happened to be an elemental master of time. (Cross-posted on ao3)