Realism (43 realism stories)
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Kibum walks towards him and plops down beside him on the bench. He bends down to pick up a firetruck-red leaf and hands it to Jinki. “I didn’t think you were here.”
Jonghyun is awakened at 3 AM when a stranger calls and begs for him to save their life.
Burning. And the smoke has no direction than up. That bothers me.
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.
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