I Have a Story to Tell

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...

Years ago, I was in a chatroom eaves dropping. It was on some site dealing with horses. I used to own horses and would go online to see what was happening in the horse world. This is about one particular chat session I stumbled across...

With a warm and a tender feeling of belonging to someone, as a smile curve my lips make - i would wake up early in the morning...

As my eyes open up, feeling secure and satisfied. With his thoughts running in my head i would get up and...

He travelled down to the sea
after leaving the farm to his family.

Harry found a place and said
"This will do for me"

He set up camp overlooking the sea.

Behind the sea view stood a rainforest.
Home to the kookaburras...

It's the story of my life.My story begins on 24th March '96 , when I was born. I was born in a poor family and even when I was a child , I knew that are two kind of peoples. Those who are working for money...to have a decent life..or to...

She lived like a pauper. When my brother found her immobilized in her favorite chair, he took her to the hospital. They brought her back from certain death and she lived another five years in a comfortable rest home where she was the...

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...

Hey i am 27 years Girl. I am well educated and I have a superb job.
Today i am gonna write my story; a story that i never shared with anyone.
College is a place you are to meet strangers when you join and you happen to lose frnds when...

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...

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...

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...

Any girl that ever existed in this world, would have spent or will spend a lot of quality time thinking about the man of her dreams. Nina is no different, she is a little tom boyish, growing up with her 2 elder brother made her like a...

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...

Less than a year ago, my friend got out of bed one morning & just plopped to the floor. The pain was excruciating to where crawling became crying.
After receiving a phone call from a family member they insisted she be taken to the...

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 have something to say... a story to tell. I'm not sure what it is or why I feel compelled to tell it, but I know I’ve got something to say: I've got lessons to share, secrets to reveal, and feelings to impart. But I can't find a...

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...

I once said no one has ever impacted my life, but that isn't true. When I was a teenager I had a friend that I felt was very insightful. His name was Greg. He was an older black man who was on disability. Too many drugs for too many...

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...

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...