Mil Stories

Para Annie Cath no sabe como expresarse. Se ve incapaz de hablar con sus compañeros. Constantemente sufre acoso escolar. Blake, el principal chico que se dedica a molestarla, cruza la línea roja. Este, al ver a Cath mostrar vulnerabilidad por primera vez, al romper esa coraza que la protegía, conecta con ella por primera vez, sintiéndose culpable. Él trata de disculparse, y para arreglar todo el daño que ha hecho durante estos años, se vuelve su amigo. Así conoce a Cath. No a la chica rara y callada de antes. A la verdadera Catherine Morgan, alguien con un mundo entero en su interior, que le hará aprender más sobre la vida que nadie. Aquí empieza la historia de dos adolescentes perdidos que tratan de encontrarse a sí mismos. Esta es la versión en sucio, una idea que usaré de base para construir la verdadera historia. Cuanto más apoyo reciba este proyecto, más avanzará. Cuando tenga varios capítulos completos, la escribiré de nuevo, pero mucho mejor. Gracias por leer <3

Eli was the type of person who kept everything to herself-her pain, her problems, even the feelings he was never supposed to have. Growing up in a toxic family, he learned how to stay quiet, how to smile through the hurt, and how to survive even when everything inside him was slowly falling apart. Then he met Clifford Juarez. What started as a simple crush turned into something deeper, something harder to escape. But loving Clifford was never easy-especially when his heart already belonged to someone else. Still, Eli stayed. He loved silently, painfully, and hopelessly, holding on to a feeling that was never truly his. But when Clifford finally begins to see Eli differently, it might already be too late. Because some people are only loved when they are already breaking. And some confessions come only when there is no one left to hear them.

una señal para mi amor 💖.

A point of view of someones life that is about to change Drasticlly.

I have done nothing but find a partner. I looked around everyone who had a partner. I was about to leave when someone called me. '' Hep, HEP! Nothing will come out..TINE! who is your partner? '' I scratched my head. Shit! ''none..'' ''I'm his partner..'' I was surprised when my classmates laughed. A man in long sleeves approached me. It's smiling. Duen suddenly came to me. ''I don't have a partner...'' He told me pissed off. I was stunned by Sarawat. I just admire the man now. Once upon a tine ( tagalog ) Completed! enjoy! Saraleooo!! status: Completed jamesvince 2020

It takes an item to improve your damage, it takes combos to slay, and it takes a noob to be a pro. Meeting Tony Santiago for the first time doesn't really impress me. And me doing a rank game with him made it worse. I don't want to end up having just a Gold badge because of him. Meeting Tony Santiago for the second time is surprising. And me drooling over Tony is weird. I just can't believe that Tony Santiago is a She.

"Do you have the courage to hear it? Then hear it" "They hate you, they hate you so much. They laugh behind your back. They think you are a fool, do you know all this. Huh?" "Yes I know, I know everything. Yet I love them crazily. Do you know why?" "Because hatred can only be won by love., by love only. I want to give them all so much love.. so everyone is forced to love me. These are my principles and belief. Only goodness can destroy evil. You can annihilate evil by righteousness. You can replace the envy in a heart with peace... we live with humans, so we can only live as humans not beast. So do as I say"

ماذا لو كنت نائم واستيقظت لترا اشخاص لم تراهم من قبل؟ ويخبروك انك كنت في غيبوبه! "انتظر اتخبرني ان كل ما عشته كان مجرد حلم؟" المخيف اكثر انك لا تعلم من انت بسب شكلك الجديد الذي لم تتعرف عليه بعد!...... هل سوف تفعل ما تريد ام سوف تبحث عن مصدر حلمك الغريب الذي كان واقعي بشكل مرعب؟!. كل الحقوق تعود إلي. ميل- سوبين- #موا

Ya no puedo llamarte amada por respeto a mi presente, ya que el tiempo pasó y no te escucho, ni siquiera recuerdo tu voz. Encontré felicidad en mí y me he recuperado de casi todos los males que poseía. He recobrado un poco lo que es el amor propio; sin embargo, un flor muerta en mi corazón yace hincada y de eso ya no hay solución. Camino en el valle de la muerte del romanticismo y soy feliz así, pero no estoy completo. Y yo aún te pienso, pero ya no te busco y pese a que la distancia se convirtió en mi mayor pretexto, el bien yo te deseo por ti, por mi persona y por los que nos rodean. Y sé que ya no puedo decir que soy tuyo, aunque sepa que tienes una parte mía que se quedará allá contigo y que nunca podré recuperar aunque ya sonría, aunque ya no olvide, aunque muera por ti, princesa... Y lo siguiente es por ti, ya que mil veces tú.

A spoken-word poetry in partial fulfillment of the require in Media and Information Literacy

Hi. Aian is somewhat dickless, pls give him a dick surgery. And somehow he had managed to give someone dick herpes. Dick dick dick. Sorry if im saying the word dick too much. My vocabulary has fucked up, so dicks is swarming everywhere. If u took this book seriously, then ur probably stupid, jkjk. But this book is a joke, so dont be a dick and dare to bash on me 💩

I am not The creator of yw/yp I'm A friend of the creator! The game is on builda!

I wish Nikki and Abhi got their happy ending in Dil Mil Gaye, I watched the show many moons ago when I still believed in the modern fairytale like stories. So here I go, I found one my old stories on India Forums and it featured Nikki and Abhimanyu from Dil Mil, hope you enjoy this trip down memory lane. Originally written in 2009

esto no es una novela, simplemente, escribo esto para desahogarme quien lo quiera leer bien quien no pues nada cada dia abra algo nuevo...tomarolos mas a un diario o como quieras llamarlo...esta es mi historia