Judgmental Stories

I exist to obey. I live to serve. Every thought, every movement, every breath is for HIM to judge. Resistance is a memory. I will adapt... or I will break.

He built his business from the ground up, worked tirelessly to create a life of success and independence... and she looked down on it without ever telling him. She laughed about it behind his back, called him her "ATM with legs," and treated his generosity as a given-until the night of the company Christmas party. One careless joke. One overheard conversation. One silent nod, and everything changed. He walked away-not in anger, but with clarity. And while he thrived without her, she was left alone, desperate, and realizing the cost of her shallow choices. A story about respect, integrity, and the high price of taking someone for granted. Sometimes, love and loyalty are more valuable than wealth-and when they're gone, there's no turning back.

Read to find out!!

For Dusty, life's a breeze. She has amazing friends; no shortage of confidence and guys falling head first at her feet. Her boyfriend Daniel is super hot, the elite, and he loves Dee more than anything in the entire world. But behind closed doors, life isn't quite that simple. Shocking events change people: some for the better, some for the very worst.

Parenthesis, noun [puh-ren-thuh-sis] Used in writing to mark off an interjected explanatory, to indicate separate groupings of symbols in mathematics and symbolic logic, etc. Parenthesis is a collection of short stories and excerpts with no specific genre. I post as I write. Stories in the order of publishing Nightie Auntie Through the rain 3:02 AM Dream "I like your lips" Lolita

What kind of world do we live in? "Where love is divided by hate."

Fun,fun and fun they say, but is it? Lots of good things are in are reality but bad things that people do, that brainwash the town into thinking you have to look a certain way...

This is a short story that tells a tale of what many people have or will experience: Having a dream, burning high above our heads and deep in our hearts, with such a fierce amount of want... But that dream unfortunately gets ripped apart, crushed and stepped on by people who criticize and don't help.

A teenage girl's rant about people I guess.

Sraine Trix a simple girl who wants to be noticed, little did she know she was already noticed by Chaine Blueworms the school Jock, Sraine isn't a geek nor a nerd she thought she was ,she felt so invisible cause she doesn't have friends she was all alone while others talks about stuffs ,laughing with their friends she eats all alone in the side of the canteen she's shy so she can't express her thoughts and so later that day she just wishes to be like a cool kid......

Some monostiches and couplets from deep down my heart.

Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social enviroment. Most people are incapable of forming such opinions

Judgmental stares and pitying eyes pierced through me, and suddenly I yearned for our steady pace to turn into a quick one. Out of the corner of my eye, I see their hushed whispers as we pass by. "Poor girl." Pity. "Life has been too hard on her." Sympathy. "A pity that the riches ended up with someone like her." Disappointment. I bowed my head as I chose to ignore the world around me and tried to escape the prying eyes. Time seemed to have slowed down as our trek felt a tad bit too long. At last, a pair of black, shiny shoes and a hand appeared in my range of vision. I slowly looked up and met the smiling eyes of an aged man. He gave me an encouraging nod. I took the offered hand and he helped me climb up the vehicle. ------------------------------- A short story written for my club, thought I would publish it here too and hopefully get critiques. - Dani.

"Here," he patted his lap. "Since it has no more chairs, you can sit on top of me.' he suggested. "No I can't! I'm going to crush you." I panicked. "Just sit down." he ignored my comment. "Your size is perfectly fine. I love you just the way you are." he stated; which both shocked and surprised me. ~~~~~~~~~~~ At South Wood High, you can't: 1. Have a disability 2. Don't have a lot of money 3. Or Mainly Fat .... in order to fit in. But unfortunately, I had all those things. All my life, I have been bullied and constantly teased about my weight and reading problems (dyslexia). I got spit on, laughed at, and kicked. I tried my best to survive in this judgmental world. People would make fun of you whether your very skinny or very fat. Their never satisfied! However, I fell hard for this very handsome and boy. He loves me just the way I am. You would have swore he likes those slut bags or fit girls. But NO! He likes big, fat, overweight girls like me.

Inspired . Inspired by : My friendship with my BFFs , Life , Happiness , random songs. It's alright to let go and have some fun .

This poem is all about a certain 'man' who judged a tree because of it's solitude in this world.

Kathyleen and her best friend Sara go to the park and meet a group of boys from rehab. One boy in particular keeps staring at her. She's oddly intrigued. She Feels like she knows him but she Doesn't know from Where. He comes up to her and asks her if she wants to take a walk. Who knew that one conversation could change her world completely.

A poem about my monsters.