Devastated Stories

Twenty years ago, Krishvi was seven. She had a family she loved, an uncle she looked up to, and a father she believed could protect her from anything. Until one night changed everything. Her uncle never came home. Her father was blamed for something he never did. And Krishvi disappeared. Twenty years ater, she has learned to live quietly with the pieces of a life she barely remembers. At twenty-seven, she owns a small café and runs an NGO that helps people who have nowhere else to turn. She is there for everyone children, students, women, victims, strangers. Just never for herself. Krishvi is kind, but distant. She listens, but rarely speaks about herself. She helps people carry their burdens while pretending she has none of her own. She doesn't smile often anymore. And she doesn't talk about the night she was taken. Not because she doesn't want to remember. But because there are parts of that night she simply can't. A few broken memories. A familiar voice. A hand holding hers. Her uncle telling her not to be afraid. And then... nothing. For twenty years, her family has tried to move on. Krishvi hasn't. Because somewhere inside her is the feeling that there is more to that night than what she was told. Her father's old investigation. Her uncle's death. The accusations that destroyed their family. And the people who benefited from all of it. Maybe some wounds are better left alone. Maybe some truths are not worth finding. But Krishvi has spent twenty years living with questions. Now, she's finally ready to ask them. And as she begins pulling at the first loose thread of her past, she doesn't realise that one small answer may unravel everything she thought she knew about her family... and about herself. Some things break with time. Some things break in a single night. And some broken threads are waiting twenty years to be tied again.

just dark philosophical poems i wrote enjoy reading :) this is my first story to publish so if there's anything wrong in my poems please tell me in the comments 🙏 Also crediting whatever Pinterest picture I got from Google because it ain't mine. Just wrote dark poetry on it .

just random poetry i come up with

I will never forget that night, when fireworks explode together with my feelings for you. -Gielyn It is a journey for Gielyn and Tristan that night. They found each other after a couple of years of searching for their feelings to each other. As the fireworks explode, they finally said the 3 words meaningfully to their lives.

What would you do if you heard your significant other phone going off all night? Would you check it or leave well enough alone? Halo tossed and turned from the ringing of her husband's phone. Tired of it, she goes to turn off Dallas phone until the screen displayed something she didn't expect to see. Will the contents inside the phone cause her to stay or will she leave? Come read and see for yourself.

This story is a fiction, based on the true happenings of tribal areas of Pakistan. The rule and dominance of Landlord's a prominent feature of the story. A short portion of the story exhibits similarities with another story "Banishment" as it is where the inspiration comes from. banishment is a translation of Jamila Hashmi's; a Pakistani writer's Urdu writing. P.S The story does not intend to hurt anybody's feelings.

One-shot lang po ito. Entry ko sa Catharsis II: First Battle (Gluttony Round)

Rosa-bell is in a strong relationship with Louis but something happens which gives bad shock to her mates Matt and Sasha Matt and Sasha are in a Perfect relationship

"Are you Eva Queen?" I ignored the deep voice. I had honestly got enough of the students asking me that question when it is so obvious. "I'm Henry," He oh-so-awkwardly said. "So ah, you are a bad girl?" God, just shut up already. "I just assumed you were since you have a leather jacket and a smoke dangling out of your mouth." I trod on my cigarette and turned around. "You ar-are hot, i mean no, oh god just forget i ever talked to you. Did that offend you? I'm sorry. I'm embarrassing myself, aren't i?" The nerdy guy with round glasses said while scratching his head. "What the actually fuck?" - Eva is depressed, well so depressed she isn't afraid of death anymore. She doesn't think she deserve to live, not after what she did to her family that got them killed. Then suddenly she got a friend and now she's not so sure she want to die anymore.

I'm leaving. Everyday, has felt like a battle and all because you. I'm leaving and for good. --- I hope you enjoy ☆☆

"Masterpiece from the Abyss: A Journey of Illness and Inspiration" is about how the author shares a life filled with possibilities, but terminal illness left them with pain. Inspired by an old journal, they created a masterpiece, but it didn't provide solace.

Zayn and his long time girlfriend had recently tied the knot after being in a relationship for over 5 years. He and Isabelle were a happy couple and the band's success is unfathomable. It's all great in the one direction world. But for how long? Join Zayn on his journey facing the twists and turns fate brings him.

"I loved you. I trusted you. I fucking cared about you and you throw it all back to my face? My friends warned me and my parents never agreed. But I decided to ignore everything for you, because you had me living in a fucking fantasy." I fell apart. My body was stained with humiliation. My face was stained with tears. I let them fall freely. It was almost like letting everything out, but it wasn't even close to that. I was tired. He destroyed me. "I hate you." I said, my voice low. "You never loved me. You just didn't wanna be alone." She got carried away by "love" at a tender age of life. She didn't know she was letting herself drown. She went against her family and friends. Little did she know she was walking into the perfect danger, and that was her mistake. It was too late when she opened her eyes to the real world. By then, she was already defamed publicly, lost all her friends, her family's trust and her own self-respect. She was being brainwashed and pressured by a bitch. W A R N I N G None of this is true. It's all fictional. This book portrays how the life of a young girl was destroyed. She might not be the perfect girl, but she accepted her mistakes. So if you're gonna blame the girl in anyway, please walk away. Bad languages are used.

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Can you guess my life while hide behind the imagination? Do you have self confidence ? Here's what you have to do only share my disappointments, brokenness of life...

This fucking Hurts like a fucking stake right into my heart!

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