Honestly Stories

in an unforseen turn of events, i still havent left this site

Most of the people I talk about won't see this. But then again, they might. Do I care? No... not really. Not at this point. I'm being poetically blunt when I type each character. Out of respect I won't include the names of these people. I'm not that aggressive. Enjoy.

Something that I want to write

my thoughts and feelings of a teen girl just starting highschool

i try honestly

"My book is a stupid butt"- Olivia Bahl Just my view of the world, how it's beautiful or just hell.

Tears continue to fall until they cover his face. You remove his glasses so he can rub his tired-looking eyes before falling apart in front of you. He's leaving you and not coming back. [aka a SaeyoungxMC separate dimensions angst/fluff fic.]

Hi Hi Hi ... Aku balik buat nge post FF kedua ku di wattpad.. Aku lagi ga pingin panjang lebar nih ya, jadi langsung di baca aja deh ;'v

Wallflower Aline faces surgery after a accident leaves her disfigured. The guy she always dreamed of dating starts to notice her and her social life gets totally thrown upside down.

an autobiography of two potatoes

A young innocent girl begins to have feeling for a older man who's just begun dating her best friends mom. To her surprise he adds her on Facebook and sure enough he comes on to her. Although she is your and innocent she has knowledge about men and what they want. What they only want. Meanwhile her new boyfriend is moving way to fast so she ends things between them. Now will the tiger fall down before the lamb or will the lamb be distorted by the tiger? Read and find out. Oh and by the way this story is biased on a true story. Names have been changed to protect the identities of those not willing to use their name. Hope you enjoy. Vote! Comment! .

I don't know about this but tell me if you like it

In her world, Leslie Anderson has no one. In another, far more different than hers, she meets Luke Hayson, who has everything. And when they clash, a bang comes.

Have you ever felt second best?

We carry darkness not in our hearts but in our minds and our stomachs. It is warm, wet and thick. It covers the walls of our skull like mold and occasionally, it bleeds. When it does, darkness takes over consciousness and then comes out the monster that lives under our beds, crawling up and curling beside us, breathing into our necks. Nightmares haunt the night, and if we are lucky enough, by the time the sun comes up, the monster will be gone and we will wake up. The monsters that crawled out of darkness always exist in it, and they always have. As men raised their civilization, the monsters came out less and less, but they never really left. They surfaced only to devour men, and haunt them. Some humans learnt to control these beasts; some learnt to create them. Some, however, learnt how to end these foul beings and how to protect mankind from them. Die Taste, an underground organization whose roots go deeper than many civilizations, has dedicated itself to hunt these beasts and men who side with them down, and kill the beasts while keeping the foul men under lock. They were the key to keeping the beasts crawling in darkness, making them too scared to surface, and they took pride in it. After the 19th century, the beast sightings decreased significantly, causing Die Taste to almost lose its place within the world. Their numbers dropped as their name was no longer spoken among people. Yet they stayed, still sworn to hunt the beasts. This story is about how a boy who woke up only to come face to face with the monster under his bed, and how he realized how much he would have prefered to never wake up from his nightmare as the beasts slowly started to come out of darkness. This time not crawling, but running, with their teeth bared.