I Have a Story to Tell Stories of Experiences

I have something to say. I don't believe in a lot of things, particularly love. I never have. I don't understand the whole concept of falling in love. I don't get what all the hype is about especially if you can fall in and out so...

To heal or at least begin to heal a sewn-up angel. That sewn-up angel, that is me. Lace decorates my hair as it melts like snow into water and you still don't let go. You don't fear my dark side. Unravel my braids and let my real self...

I am suppossed Lutheran, as a religion. But I honestly don't agree with a lot of their beliefs. To start off: I believe there is a God and that there is a Jesus Christ. But I don't believe Jesus Christ is all forgiving and a total...

Here is a story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody.A job had to be done and Everybody was sure Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, Nobody did it.  Somebody got mad about that, because it was...

Warning: This story may contain characters that may or may not relate to reality. Assume that everything is entirely fictional and do not confuse events that occur in this story with events that may have occurred in any shows you have...

This isn't really a story. It's mainly a poem that sums it up.

I wanted to be loved
But every day I got shoved
Away from an embrace
She made me want to die
To get out of that place
I used to lie
Just to get by her fist
But she got more...

I must warn you before thos starts that it is a long story.

i was born in a hospital in jasper Alabama on November 30, 1999. both my parents were ther and they were both married so I'm not a mistake.... my mom was thankful not to be...

He partly raised me. I say partly because I ended up there, or at my Godmother's, when I was little, and things turned out wrong. Often. And when my mother died, it's there I went to live.
He was a special man. He was very introverted...

Where do I start.... Well my own family tell me things like, 'you're not wanted' and 'why don't you just get out'. It makes me think is there any love in the world, especially with your own family being so against you. So in my house...

He was about two/three. My cousin was six months. He could barely sit by himself. My cousin crawled. I was 11 then.That child was raised by a "depressed" mother, about him. Seeing his father little (who wanted to though).He made no...

-WARNING: Do not read if you can not handle nasty and violent details-
I have been bitten by a dog twice in my entire life. My first experience happened when I was in 2nd grade:
I was waiting for my bus to come and take me to school, I...

I have been married about sixteen years to be honest I only remember the day vaguely because it was awful, I just wanted to crawl under the table, it was a non-eventful day. We never married out of love what we did was marry because if...

I am constantly living in noise , the chattering of my mother .
As a child , i lived with a busy father who tried to make time out for me and a mother who wanted her children to be perfect . She used to beat me up for the tiniest of...

"But you don't understand he told me he didn't loved me!" Emily screamed walking out the door as Taylor followed.

Emily made it half to her car before she fell to the floor in tears.

"What went wrong?", "I mean.. i mean how could...

...It seems that way sometimes doesn't it? That we need people to listen to us, to care as much as we do about ourselves, to want to hear the stories we've got to tell, and to get as much from them as we get from them ourselves. We want...

There is this creepy security guard in my school. He always calls me baby and today when I didn't have an umbrella, he wanted me to stand under it with him on my walk to the bus. Nobody else was outside. When I walked a little bit away...

My past stories have lead you all to possibly believe many a things: starved for attention, full of himself, full of shit in general who knows? In my darkest times....when my blackouts are at their worst and I awaken to seeing all the...

last month i was out to find a book in market. It was a tiring search and finally i got the book but i was totally exhausted at the end of day. i was on the way back home in metro/subway. I was really tired and didnt get a sit. so...

its actually a blend of two stories i have known and i have lived........its a story of two experiences which have changed me and which have made me the person i am today and would be tomorrow.a story of a person many of you in my group...

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