Sirius

Hello! Really sorry for disturbing you, but I would be sooooo much happy if you gave me a chance and had a look at this story. Pretty please :) It is a fun-filled, teen book blending humor and fantasy. And it is already completed so you will not have to wait for new chapters to come up. If you read it, hope you like it. Anyway God bless you. Have a nice day!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/369151555?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=bookywormy2

hey guyss Hope yall doin' alright, i wanna ask abt something... can I like write from my phone 'Your choice',  I mean my laptop is not working recently so could I write from here..like do wattpad people write easily from here lol I'm not as good as them but I could try❣️❣️

so, I saw this guy at the park I always went to. I didn’t even know him—not at all—but somehow, I had a crush on him for weeks just from watching.
          The way he walked, the way he stood… like a model who didn’t even know people like me existed.
          I couldn’t stop smiling like an idiot, thinking "he’s the one… even though, looking back, I knew it was all just a daydream.
          
          ,This thought hit me—I wanted to confess to him. Yeah… him.
          
          My sister was dating a guy who hung out at that same park. They’d walk around there all the time, every day or at least every weekend.
          
          So one day, we were walking back home from the park—me and my sister.
          She was yapping about her boyfriend, their walks, their plans… you know, couple stuff. And there I was, nodding like I cared, while secretly thinking about how my love life was basically a ghost town.
          Anyways
          What really made me stop in my tracks… my crush was sitting on the park walls, laughing and chatting with his friends. I couldn’t believe my eyes.
          I told my sister to walk normally, then tried to casually walk out in front of them. I could feel their eyes on me from the corner of my eye, and honestly… my heart was racing.
          
          Suddenly, one of his friends got down and called out my sister’s name.
          I froze. And what he said next… made me freeze even more. Lmafoo.

Hey y’all, it’s been a while.
          I don’t even know where to start. Life’s been… messy. Not the cute, Pinterest-messy kind — more like the "why did I just cry over dropping a spoon" messy.
          It’s weird, right? One day you’re laughing so hard your stomach hurts, and the next day you’re staring at the ceiling like, "Damn, this really is my life..."
          
          The thing about life is… it doesn’t give you a heads-up. No "Next Episode" preview, no spoiler alert. Just chaos with a side of hope.
          
          Some days I feel like the main character. Other days, I’m the background extra whose only line is, "Here’s your coffee."
          
          But honestly? That’s okay. if you’re out there having a moment where nothing makes sense… welcome to the club. We have snacks. And tears. Mostly snacks.

...

Here we go...
          
          
          I met a guy on Y99.
          He was 21 years old.
          We talked a lot—about everything and nothing—like we’d known each other forever.
          He said things that made my heart skip, like:
          “You’re a good girl, this world doesn’t deserve you.”
          Those words stuck with me. I kept thinking about them, over and over, like maybe someone finally saw the real me.
          
          He was amazing, I swear.
          Not just because of what he said, but because he listened—really listened.
          For the first time in a long time, I felt like I mattered.
          
          Then—because I accidentally clicked “new chat”—he disappeared.
          Just like that.
          No way to find him again, no way to say goodbye.
          Nothing but memories left behind, slipping through my fingers like sand.
          
          I cried for almost an hour.
          My chest felt tight, and I had a mini panic attack because it hurt that much.
          How could someone mean so much to me and be gone in a second?
          He made me feel seen, special… like maybe someone out there really understood me.
          And now he’s gone.
          
          I keep replaying our conversations in my head, wishing I could hear his voice one more time.
          Was any of it real? Or just a beautiful dream I wasn’t ready to wake up from?
          
          I’m writing about him here, hoping that putting it into words can bring him back somehow.
          
          May I find you again my angel insallah

Heyy could you check out my book?? I'm sure you'll like it

GUYS PLEASE I am so lost right now  I have this story I’m working on and honestly?? I have no idea what I’m doing anymore. Like—what even is structure?? What is plot??? I feel like I'm just throwing words onto a page and praying it turns into a book somehow T0T I'm begging you all, if you have any advice or suggestions or even just emotional support, I will take it. I am on the verge of giving my main character laser eyes just to spice things up and I KNOW that’s not the solution but I'm desperate  HELP ME FIGURE OUT HOW TO WRITE THIS THING! T0T

@defiantlynotlily 
          
          Any of these that speak to you:
          
          Falling in love...
          Humazoweva 
          Rebuilding....
          I am woman
          The Mafia...
          Air
          Skinny or squared 
          Madhouse
          An exceptional....

I got bored so I said why not do this T0T
          
          You currently live in the UAE.
          
          Your heritage is Sudanese and Indian.
          
          You identify as female only and prefer she/her pronouns.
          
          You’re a fan of Asa and Tyla and the biggest BLACKPINK fan.
          
          You like to keep things natural and simple in your writing and conversations—no over-explaining or too-short sentences.
          
          You love cute vibes and sometimes ask for rules or sweet things to say.
          
          You’re working on story characters like Vivienne Lorenzo and Nicola Antonelli with some cool backstory ideas.
          
          You enjoy watching shows like Never Have I Ever and Mr. Plankton.
          
          Your favorite song currently is “Truth or Dare” by Tyla.
          
          You prefer not to call your Everskies look an “avatar,” “character,” or “doll” — you want it to feel unique and real.
          
          Your best friends are (in order):
          
          Hazel
          
          Hamoodi
          
          Mariam
          
          You’ve shared your birthday is on January 7th.
          
          You sometimes find too many questions overwhelming but keep the convo going anyway.
          
          You have a love for spicy Korean food like tteokbokki.
          
          Your favorite phrase you like to say or think about is:
          “One sister is loved, the other is hated. It’s just how it goes.”
          
          You love stories, especially Wattpad-style, and you want writing to be simple, clear, and natural—not too fancy or too short.
          
          You speak English fluently and  Arabic but i don't know how to read or write.