Deprived Stories

Avley's life is at it's worst. Her friends made fun of her so she's been avoiding them as they have to her, She never does anything right, and her whole world is people screaming at her. She has no loyal friends and nobody to trust. Can her world really break down?

A compilation of poems I've written in the past month or so.

"Some souls don't meet for the first time-they remember each other through different lifetimes, until they finally get it right." He carries a grief he can't name, as if something once essential to him was taken before he learned its shape. In his dreams, a faceless presence lingers-familiar in a way that unsettles more than it comforts. Time moves on, life rearranges itself, and yet something keeps pulling him toward a future he doesn't understand. Then one day, paths cross in a place meant for new beginnings, where recognition stirs without reason... as if forgetting was never the end of their story.

A depraved tale of Viktor Miktor's squalor

Reflection, Change, Time. Is it worth the cost of unraveling your mind into an endless pit of voidance to loosing somebody? Are the strongest and deepest bonds in your life worth the sacrifice of your own self-worth just to feel a temporary pleasure that can be taken away so easily by one harsh judgement? When will it be enough to realize that such friendships can be taken away so easily, while a hurt can be given for eternity? This booklet portrays the dreadful feelings of loosing someone so endearingly given by the vulnerability of feelings that ended up being a temporary displacement. In the shadows of life, is it enough to handle? Where does my life go if you're not by my side? Authors Note; This is a true, original experience that happened to me. Under no circumstance is disclosing the individuals personal information going to be expected. I wish to remain anonymous based on everything and do not want to stir mixed emotions. This series is not finished, and is very chopped and mixed up, so please bare with me. Thank you for reading. Written by Stelle. Protected from Copyright. 10/14/2025

CURRENTLY REWRITING.

'Me, you, pvp.' 'Ofc technobitch.' AYUP LADS SO UHM IG THIS IS A TECHNOBITCH X READER FANFIC THERE IS NO SMUT BECAUSE IM A MINOR MY MUM IS CONFUSED WHAT IM DOING PLS SO THIS IS WHEN THE TOMMYINNITS BESTIE BECOMES "BESTIES" WITH THE TECHNOBITCH😟 I'm touch deprived PLEASEE HELP

Whispers and Wanderings: Tales from Life's Tapestry is a captivating collection of short stories and poems that explore themes of love, loss, hope, and resilience. Through diverse characters and vivid settings, these narratives paint a vivid picture of life's joys and challenges, inviting readers on a universal journey of discovery. This book celebrates the profound impact of everyday experiences and the deep connections that bind us all, revealing life's undiscovered facets through poetic prose and moving storytelling.

Looking for someone who was in my life, and no matter how far I travel I can't help but prefer the path behind me. Please give me all the feedback you have no matter how brutal.

Stir based upon a true story of how I became a criminal for third degree murder with a mixture of a life lesson that I really needed to learn in life from the man upstairs "God" that taught me a valuable lesson just now on to respect my mom or else. @7:26 am

What happens when you are deprived of the ones you love? Not everyone gets the chance to have someone pick you up when you're spiraling down, but in this case, that's exactly what happens.

A girl who finds colour in her black and white world.

What made Prince hans of The Southern Iles decide to come to Arendelle? Is he really as evil as he seems? Well you found his diary the guards confiscated it along with the rest of his belongings before he was taken away back to The Southern Iles so, now's the time to find out

Poetry within the wandering and lost thoughts that live within my melancholic head.

Coming Soon~

>Inner Voice<

This is all fiction. Not real. Just a quick short thing.

Some situations and feelings I want to share-because I know not everyone around me will understand or agree with the way I think. This is my space to be honest, even if it makes others uncomfortable.

I felt alone in the world, no one would ever love me,I was worthless. One day in school I was sitting in the back corner when the new guy everyone was talking about walked in. He gave off this dark, mysterious, vibe. He scanned the room his dark eyes landing on me, I tried to scoot farther into my hoody and cover the bruises, it felt as he could see right through it. -------------------------- My mom always told me, smile and you'll get through it, I wish she was here to tell me that now. She died eight years ago along with my twin sister, my other half, when I was seven, I wish they'd come back. My dad ever since then has lost his mind, he says I look just like my mom and that he wished it was me that died instead. He married again, to the most evil person you could ever meet, she despises me. Once they passed, we moved and now we're here, caught up......... This is my story, the story of Maple Tanner.