Brokendreams Stories

For all those who broke their glass slipper and still search for stars in the shards.

--------------------------------- 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨... --------------------------------- "Quirkless!" "Useless!" "Failure." I can take that all day everyday. It's commonplace to me, expected even. Not one could rid me of my dream. No one. No one.... but then... "I'm sorry young man, but you can't become a hero." ...I guess I woke up.

In the serene valleys of Kashmir, where the air carries whispers of ancient tales and the mountains cradle secrets beneath their snow-capped peaks, Ada and Pathan embarked on a love story that transcended the boundaries of time and tradition. In this enchanting land, where each breeze tells a story, their hearts beat to the rhythm of a boundless love that ultimately sought freedom. Their love, like a melody, echoed through the narrow streets and quiet corners, entwining their lives in a symphony of passion. Yet, as their hearts beat in unison, an undeniable truth lingered - freedom was the only path to preserve their love As the pages of their story turn, follow Ada and Pathan through the labyrinth of emotions, where the boundless love they shared became the compass guiding them toward the bittersweet liberation they both sought.

Peace never lasts...

A cat whos faimly all dies from a pack of wolves they leave her there to die alone another cat finds her and he brings her to his clan.

This is a lot like a journal, I'll be sharing my this thoughts about things, I'll rant , and I'll talk about some other things along the way, including memories, and stuff like that.

What happens to the villains after 'Happily ever after'? What are their thoughts? What are their feelings? And what was their side of the story? Are you willing to listen to the villains unspoken stories and Broken dreams? ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ This story is based on the infamous fairytail villains.except for the characters the plot of story is purely from my imagination.

You act like you weren't fat before the Holiday ( ͡° ͜ ʖ ͡° )

It's not a romantic story I suggest you to not read it, will waste your time it's just a story of a girl who's a big looser It's just... how she feels when her dreams starting to shatter infront of her eyes one after another I've not decide any ending because it's don't have any Ha ha.... It's my story nd I'll write as i please. So no bitchy comments ■English isn't my first language .....if you've any problem than don't read it's as simple as that 😊 (May 27, 2021)

Have you ever felt that the blood from your heart pumped so fast?

a short story i made for my english class that was made in a span of two hours and a lot of love. this story talks about two kids who fell inlove and wish to head to europe and become their aimed professions- one wanted to be a physicist while the other, a psychologist, and their journey to their dream come true.

Pagmamahal na naramdaman simula pagkabata sa isang tao ay sya paring naramdaman sa kasalukoyan.

A poem on my broken dreams

This is an open letter to her diary from Amy Williams about her secret. A secret which kills her every day. A secret which she has to take it to her grave. A promise she has to keep forever. But will she be able to bear the burden of the secret forever?

"Kabhi kabhi kuch log milte hain bas ek dafa, lekin unki yaadein dil se kabhi jaati nahi. Ye kahani hai unhi lamhon ki - jahan mulaqat chhoti thi, par asar gehra. Shayad zindagi ne alag raaste diye, lekin dil ke kone mein ek dua hamesha wahi rahi... Phir Milenge Kabhi."

At sixteen, they learned the first brutal truth of growing up- dreams don't die loudly. They suffocate. The girl never wanted to heal bodies. She wanted to understand money, choices, independence. The boy never wanted equations chasing him in his sleep. He wanted stories, poetry, meaning. They didn't fight back. They were taught that obedience is love and silence is respect. Classrooms feel like prisons, homes feel like courtrooms, and society watches closely-waiting for them to fail. Smiles hide jealousy, concern hides control, and trust slowly begins to rot. Through breakdowns, panic, and quiet tears, they become each other's only escape. Best friends clinging to survival, learning how to fall-and how to stand again-together. They fall. They rise. They bleed quietly When everything tries to pull them apart-family, fear, failure-will they have the courage to choose themselves? Or will they lose their dreams trying to please the world? This is not a love story. This is not a success story. This is a story of pain, loyalty, silent screams, and- the SCARS WE SHARE.