Firstworldproblems Stories

_________________________________________ "I was on the verge of crying. Crying to get away. Crying to forget about the wasted month I spent in this room. Crying until my eyes do not have enough liquid to provide tears that I wanted to release." 'Unwritten destiny' a story of misery, abuse and finding your own way in a world that doesn't ever seem to stop. Follow the journey of Haven Valor as she lives a tragic life indulged in abuse, prejudice, sabotage and danger. I don't promise a happy ending... _________________________________________ Please read this is my first book!

Basically the thoughts of a highschool senior ranting about life and society. This is a diary which the writer, yours truly, wants the reader to respond to, so that perspectives can be shared and expressed and knowledge can be gained. It might not be an original idea. My goal is to acknowledge different perspectives and not change someones opinion. It is to the readers own accord if they want to change their view.

Just me ranting about life and fangirl problems just being a teen.

Kind of like a journal, but not really. I'll write pretty much anything on here, speak my mind, rant a little. You know, basic stuff :)

A New Beginning Alex's journey had only just begun. With the alien threat still present, he set out to explore this new world, using his experiences and newfound knowledge to navigate the challenges ahead. His courage and resilience would guide him as he sought to uncover the fate of humanity and find a place where he could once again call home.

A story I will be using to vent, post my art and just have fun with Wattpad also I am a minor so I will be talking a lot about how boring and stupid school is anyway I hope you enjoy if you read this stupid thing

The things that I can't tell anyone, because no one would even care how i feel. Well, this is how I can make myself happier, Writing all my feelings out. even if im bad at it, it doesnt hurt to try

As I was walking down the Promenade, I saw a little boy, just sitting there on the bench, getting lost into the Manhattan skyline. "Hey." He looked so lost. "Hello." There was a little bit of sadness in his eyes. "Are you hungry? I can give u my bacon egg and cheese. I'm allergic to eggs, and I'm not hungry." His face gleamed when he saw the food "Yes." As he devoured the food, I extended my hand "I'm Vanessa" "I'm Caleb" What looked like his friends called him from afar, and he left. *************** Vanessa Hutchinson is the daughter of Abram Hutchinson, one of the most sought out fashion designers in the world. During her childhood, she was mainly known for her unquestionable beauty. But as she turned into a teen, her reputation changed to being the spoiled rich brat faster than she could say money. She wanted to do something about that. So she went far away from her hometown of Los Angeles, to make her mark on the real estate market of NYC. And she sure did make her mark. But her lifestyle soon became meaningless, as it became the same repetitive cycle of business and pleasure all across the streets of Manhattan. But one night as she practiced her regular routine of getting drunk, then getting laid, her eyes and ears catch the sexy body and beautiful voice of Caleb Lockwood. Then he becomes all she thinks about.

Just ranting so I can look back and see how bratty I am about my first world problems and other mental traumas :/\/\/ I hope no one I know finds this :/

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This book of nothingness was created on nap eve (February 13) This book is about random thoughts that do not matter. Most of it is probably going to be me yelling about MCR memes...... Enjoy? I guess

A quick summary of Quilly, the amazing!

The Story of My Depressed Life.

My book of achievements (currently none) and complaints, read on if you want to loose all remaining brain cells and activity.

Covering anxiety,depression, and bipolar

This will help you to avoid being one and involved with one. THESE TIPS MAY BE FOLLOWED BUT NOT REWRITTEN.

Written after hearing the wealthy and upper classes become enraged by graffiti on a building that they will probably never see.

I woke up one day to find out that my family is being kicked out of our "home". And then it all goes down from there.