Lookingback Stories

Lyla is an adult now, things have changed for her compared to her 16-year-old self but what happens when her one promise made to her best friend brings her back to the place she grew up in? What happens when Lyla is offered her dream job in the same company where she is the boss's assistant? For how long can she keep a secret?

Originally published at http://yukithevalvrave.deviantart.com/art/Flower-Field-440288987 Original Publish Date: March 14, 2014 A short story written by myself I wasn't going to publish it because I didn't think it was very good. But someone said it was beautiful and that I should publish it so I did

A series of short stories written throughout the last 10 years of my life. Please feel free to vote or comment which one you like the most.

Isn't funny how sometimes you may think you know somebody when you really don't? Follow along with the story of 3 students from different types of up brining who are actually closer than they think.

Do you ever look back at yourself and thing, man, I really should have done this? -Looking Back at Me, a vent in poems-

Every time you say it is "The Last time " you will always do it again. But what really happens when it is really the last time. Will you be able to get up and do it again or is it really the last time. Trying, trying your best to move on and reach a stage where you can stop and finally say this is the last time. With every petal that falls a chance will be removed till you reach the last drop then you will finally reach the end and for the every last time. Time is just in your head but in reality there is no time. So you will never reach the last time. *🔱*many mistakes read at your own risk the is an original story*🔱*

Off I go... shh... dont say a word!

A short story that follows memories of a young woman, Mirabelle, as she discovers pain, loss, and the discovery of new found powers. A quick read that gives glimpses into a life, with a bit of a magical twist. Written in it's entirety in Fall of 2021 in short sessions, this story is finished. Trigger Warnings in order of appearance: -Divorce (1) -Brief Mention of Alluded Self-Harm (2) -Violence (2) -Blood (2) -Illness, especially that of Covid-19 (3) -Death of a Parent (3) -Alluded Depression (4-5)

it's not a story but it will be a collection of poems

Love: infinitely personal and consistently imperfect. Life: like the seasons, continues to move on; never stopping and always changing. Hope: the persistent light in the dark.

Time is relentless, ain't it? It flows on, and on, and on -- taking the world with it. Wherever it goes, so, too, do we. But how will you look back on your own precious time? Will you have any regrets? [Old poem with many flaws. Preserved as is for personal future reference.] Full poem + Author's Notes.

A poem of a man who revisits the stories he was told and helped make. The words and stories of their past come to life whenever he sees her pictures. The picrures of a woman he never got over, the pictures of a woman he will always love.

My hometown, it stood straight out of a teenage romantic comedy. Years later I am breathing in this paper town that I never let myself fall in love with. It smells of cashew nuts and wet paint, coffee and curtain drapes.

"Not all love stories have magical beginnings. Happy endings come from strong will and determination. There is no such thing as fate - only opportunities. What we do with them is entirely up to us." --xx-- A/N: This is a story of love, heartbreak, friendship, and everything else in between which molds us into the type of person we become in the future.

Certe emozioni non cambiano.. ti rubano il fiato per sempre.

short story for narrative writing

It's a short story about a girl watching her ex-best friend around school.

This story is about a woman who reflects on the events that she's been through, throughout her life.

A man who looks deep into a mirror does a little bit of soul searching. What really matters in life and teaches himself a lesson who won't forget.