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Warning: No happy ending. She knows what she signed up for. She knows it won’t be easy. She knows what to expect. She knows that by falling in love with one of the members of the most popular boy bands in South Korea makes her one out of a million, not one in a million.
This is about the dynamic of two people, how they fit together and their relationship, rather than the characters themselves. What makes them and molds them.
I still have to go to school. Even after school I have to go to school. And this is how I feel about it at this point.
Burning. And the smoke has no direction than up. That bothers me.
I thought about this for a while, and today, I finally got it.
I guess, you were browsing through the internet looking for some fantasy or fiction to pull you away from this reality. And, I don’t blame you. This world is so grey and so bland around us…sometimes when you look around you want to ask yourself… Is there more to life than just this? As silly teenage girls we think traveling the world and trying new thing
With us, it's all about pride.
Look at me, look at me. I'm this. I'm what you want to be. I'm everything you want to be but you can't so I let you live through me. You can pretend to be me throught the magazines but that's all you're going to be with your washed up - I smash my television and rip up my beauty tips. Then settle on the couch while biting my thumb.
A few years on when they crossed paths again.
At most I can be fifteen at heart. And never grow again.
"While both joy and sorrow are fleeting, and often intertwined, love has the power to overcome both" And love can last forever. This is based on a true love story - one that shattered hearts and destroyed souls. The words I am about to write and the emotions I am about to convey, I s
My Father spoke about perhaps adopting a son with a disability when he adopted me. In the past. And now, I think.
I am fifteen, I go home to a place that has a roof, two parents, and freedom. Both of my parents have never laid a hand on me or each other. I am an only child, and I have many rights and privileges in Am
I am fifteen, I go home to a place that has a roof, two parents, and freedom. Both of my parents have never laid a hand on me or each other. I am an only child, and I have many rights and privileges in Am
Haven't you heard of Noah's Ark, the story where God finally was wrath to punish us all? That story is a lie. God doesn't punish us.
You have 59 seconds to live, starting the first word ago.
A fictional officer's thoughts during the Holocaust.
What is a woman? To me, a woman is I. And sometimes, I just dislike women. No hints of feminism here. Just all the s
To not say a thing when you could. To not speak out against evil. To not put those words into action.
I never really liked poetry. And I don't have a flair for it. But here's more