Realizations Stories

"A bond shattered by silence" is the words that describes the malik siblings perfectly. Zaima's brother blamed her for something she didn't do, but she didn't say anything in her defence. Her love for him didn't allow her to answer him back, the respect for him was what she always kept first. Even above her own feelings and turmoil. She choose silence on his cruel words, and that silence broke her from inside. But will she ever let it show? Probably no. Not to her other brothers, not to her choti mama, not even to her baba. Because she believed no one could stop her pain other than the brother himself. But is that possible when the only thing he shows her is how to be a sister who tolerates his every harsh word, every shout, and every smallest blame. It all started from the time zaima was born, perhaps only because her mother didn't want a girl child. But faith have its own ways and it came upon her before she could even understand what was a mothers love. Her mother died, but her cruelties stayed in her mind. Her baba left the country with her bhai, and now she was only left with her other brothers, her uncle and aunt, and her elder brother. who didn't know how to show care for her just because their mother told him to stay away from her. How long will it be till the brother realises what his sister goes through everyday just because he couldn't show proper love and care to her? How long will it take for him to know what the sister is hiding from him which will break him completely. Get into the book to find out how will zaima finally get tired of his harshness and ignorance and chose her feelings over her brother's. A family journey with alot of fun, fights and realisations. The urdu/hindi dialogues will not be translated in english, so please don't mind that. Picture's used in this book are not mine,credit goes to the owners,but the story line is mine so kindly do not copy. Enjoy!

Mga tula, mga ideya, mga linya, o litanya mula sa pananaw ng may-akda sa pagkabuhay at sa sakit na dulot nito.

Sabi nila, bawat tao daw ay mayroong THE ONE. Ang the ONE na siyang para sayo at sayo lamang. Maaaring sa ngayon ay nasa ibang tao ang atensyon niya o 'di kaya' y may minamahal siyang iba. Pero, darating din daw ang panahon na makikilala mo siya. Yung tipong titigil ang mundo mo at kakalma ka sa unang beses na makikita mo siya. Ganun ko siya unang nakita. Nakilala ng lubusan, naging kaibigan, at sa huli, nagustuhan. Pero, hindi naman dun natatapos ang pagkagusto sa isang tao. Maraming punto sa bawat kabanata ng storya mo at niya, na talaga namang mapapatanong ka. Bakit siya? Bakit ikaw?

Dev was the golden boy of our school-the effortless class topper, popular, and friendly to everyone. I was just Mehak, the quiet, average girl who blended into the background, surrounded by a group of friends but never truly attached to anyone by heart. I was too consumed by the chaos of my own life, too caught up in just surviving day by day, to notice the quiet shift happening inside me. I didn't realize that myeyes always sought him out. I didn't realize how much his fleeting smiles meant to me. I didn't realize I had fallen for him at all. But the day he left our school forever was the exact day the fog cleared. Standing in a crowded hallway that suddenly felt entirely empty, the crushing truth hit me like a wave. I loved him. And I had realized it exactly one moment too late.

There are two kinds of monsters. The ones everyone fears... ...and the ones no one notices. Mia knows which one she's supposed to run from. But every time darkness closes in, it's the "monster" who pulls her back into the light. So why does he keep telling her to stay away from him? What happened on this campus that everyone refuses to talk about? And why does it feel like someone is waiting for history to repeat itself? Welcome to our beautiful ruin.....

some stories dont need a description contains mature themes like death and domestic violence

(LEHARI x ADITYA) Two families. Two houses separated by a single low wall. One quiet, unspoken truth. Lehari Chowdary believed in grand, cinematic romance the kind found in softcover novels and schoolyard promises. At fifteen, she thought she had found her fairytale in Rohan, the golden boy of her tenth-grade class. But fairytales fade fast, leaving behind a trail of subtle control, broken confidence, and a young girl who forgot how to shine. Aditya Chowdary never believed in grand speeches. To the outside world, he was the quiet, stoic boy next door reserved, serious, and terrifyingly efficient. But behind the closed gates of their ancestral compound, he was the only one who truly saw Lehari: her loud laughter, her fierce heart, and the quiet scars left behind by a love that was meant to protect her, not break her. He watched her love the wrong person. He listened to her heart break. And without asking for a single thing in return, Aditya did what he was born to do he healed something he never broke. As years pass, childhood teasing softens into unspoken glances, shared rainstorms, and a deep, electric comfort that neither of them can name. But with Lehari's eldest sister, Meenu, leaving for her residency in the UK, the safety net of their childhood begins to shift. In the quiet spaces between college lectures, shared tea cups, and late-night verandah talks, two childhood sweethearts are forced to confront the truth they've been avoiding: Some love stories aren't written in loud promises. They are built in the silence between two hearts that were always meant to be one.

They are not the same, they are total opposites, as if coming from completely different dimensions, but... Are they really so different? If you have ADHD I promise you won't be bored lol, just give it a chance. Also this is my first book ever! Please don't judge! If there are any typos, it's because I was tired, so please point them out if you find one. I will fix it for you. All the art that will be shown is my own because Im an artist. Usage of my art is not permitted. Also sorry not every page will have art. It either doesn't fit properly or I just can't make that much art in such a short period of time. Name pronunciation: Shinso Kouen (Sheen-Zo Koh-En) Hazama Haru (Hah-Zah-Mah Ha-Roo) Note: The inspiration, Black Clover, is not my work. It was created by Yuki Tabāta. Obviously but yk

This is a story about love, heartbreak, and the complicated feelings that come with chasing someone who may never be yours. Selvira Nyx Amelora is a girl who loves too much and can't stop chasing Thyron Kaelen Sandoval, a boy who doesn't have romantic feelings for her. Meanwhile, Alexander Kiel Ford silently admires her from afar, hoping for a chance to be noticed. Through three different perspectives, this story explores how love isn't always about possession it's about understanding, letting go, and learning to protect hearts, including your own. Sa huli, I had to let go. Not because I didn't care, kundi because loving him didn't mean I could hold him. This story shows na minsan, the bravest thing we can do is accept the truth and move on, kahit sakit sa simula.

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She had been waiting years for an answer, never realizing that the answer-not his love-was what she needed.

Sometimes, losing something isn't just about what you lose. It's about what you notice afterward.

Mediocrity is fine. These are my own thoughts. October 19, 2025

"You ever think about how weird feelings are?" Maya asked quietly. Jade tensed. "What kind of feelings?" "Like... when you're around someone and your stomach just..." Maya made a vague explosion noise with her mouth. "You know?" "Like food poisoning?" Maya shoved her gently. "You're impossible." Jade smirked, but it faltered when she saw the way Maya was looking at her. Eyes open. Bare. Something unspoken balancing on the edge of her lips. Jade turned away too quickly. "Feelings are overrated." "You don't mean that." "No," Jade admitted. "I don't."

pond and phuwin were best friend. they were always together being THE bros. but what happens when pond discovers that his nerdy, boring best friend isn't as nerdy as he seemed? and what will pond do when pond realises he want phuwin all to himself? read and find out

A couple of meaningful poems and sentiments that provided clarity for me at a time I didn't know I needed. Random poems, serves as collection of thoughts composed by a young teen navigating her way through a tumultuous time in her life. Documenting each emotion, as minuscule as they may seem, to eventually revisiting years later to finish where she left off. - I'd like to dedicate this to my dear friend Asha who truly is my inspiration to continue writing, thank you for your words of encouragement.

For the thoughts you never knew how to say. For the questions you keep asking yourself at night. For the feelings you can't put into words. For the things you wish someone had told you sooner. Some letters are about love. Some are about losing yourself, finding yourself, growing up, feeling left behind, wanting more, letting go, and simply trying to understand life. Maybe these aren't really my letters. Maybe they're yours, too. So if you ever find yourself reading these words and thinking, "This is exactly what I've been feeling," then maybe this letter was never meant to stay unsent. Maybe it was meant to find you.

He took my heart even though he didn't know it, Every time he'd smile, oh how beautiful it was. Even if his smile wasn't full of joy or love but malice, a piece of my heart would stay with him until there was no more he could take.

A dream where he finally found me, held me, and made me feel loved only for me to wake up and realize I had to lose him all over again. Guys, it's your author! I know it's been a long time since I wrote something, but I'm finally back. This one is actually based on a dream I had yesterday. It felt so real and beautiful that I couldn't bear the thought of forgetting it, so I decided to save the feeling forever. 🤍 ❌ Don't copy or repost my story at any platform even with credit....... I won't appreciate that....!!!! By itx-meshoo

A million people spend their entire lives trying to pick up missing fragments of themselves. Stolen Entries, a collection of flash fiction that tells the stories of a thousand souls and...perhaps even yours, dear reader. Find the story that stirs your heart, and may it leave a lasting impression. Yours truly, RosePoet (Author's note: Hello, dear readers! I would like to thank you for your support in reading my books Hidden Poetry and Dead School Days. I hope you enjoy this collection of flash fiction! I would also like to mention that I am still new to flash fiction writing. I am used to writing poems, so some of the chapters in this book may feel a bit more poetic and descriptive than your typical flash fiction. That should be all. Again, thank you so much for all of your support. )