Findingmyself Stories

"Together Forever," he breathed out slowly as he intertwined our fingers. "Don't make any promises you can't keep, babe." I reply. He grabs me by my...

Saweetie is a stripper at this famous club called Magic! She has to provide for her son Josiah & also her dead beat mama Taliyah. Trying to make it out the hood is hard...

I always loved that phrase -food for thought- and use it a lot, sometimes i even hashtag my posts with it. So, i thought it was very suitable and very me thing to use it...

Katherine May is the shy girl at school who has anxiety. Every time someone on picks her for things or a teacher calls on her,she gets really nervous. The main problem...

There are discriminations under our noses that we don't even realize.

Isabella Dove Russo, a teenager and daughter of wealthy businessman Marco Russo, must adjust to a new life after losing her mother in a tragic accident. As fate would ha...

it's a story i write while finding myself. while i'm wandering around in my life. writing like Kafka and Jostein Gaarder, freeing my mind. maybe you can find yourself to...

"Do you know, there's no such thing as a black rose I'll find my own color, I'll define myself I'll create my own flow I'll write my own story" she said smili...

A young mind. A dream. And a little hope. With what can our main character Nathan, hope to accomplish after a fatal mistake with a girl named Micah? Will he find her and...

The kind of poetry that you read and then read again, because you find too much of yourself lost in it.

This is about hero's and saveing the world and love.

Like other writers, my scribbles don't have Austen's Magic or the words don't have the taste of Shakespeare's Wine. But they define the language of my own, the sound of...

She was all I ever wanted. All I ever needed. But I had to be the one to screw up and I left her. I'm so stupid. Now she's not mine, but she used to be. (This is a gay s...

Maya is an orphan and she has been abused by the head of the orphanage Mrs.Gilda she doesn't know why she is there, because she doesn't know what has happened to her pa...

I don't remember much about my childhood only that I was a real B**** and I have a feeling that I'm traumatized so that's why I can't remember. Now I'm just a weirdo...w...

This is my stroy, how I found myself. How I found Love.

Here's me trying to find myself, and what better way to do that than answering questions about oneself . Come along on this journey with me and maybe you'll get to know...

Random poetry that wasn't noticed but I would like you to think this poetry is something you need to find out its answer in every page, best of luck and I hope you enjoy...