In My Sixteenth Year Of Life Life Is A Story Storyone

A collection full of emotional and very personal poems that give an insight into the life of a 16-year-old. This book will take you through an entire year in just a few pages. Each poem unveils new emotions like loss, love, contentment, and the pain that follows it all. "I understand the language of the sea Because my love comes in waves too I fall into your arms tonight By tomorrow I'll leave you behind My well of obsession is deep But my will to settle, nonexistent"

Armenian born, a young adult powering through life as we know it. Hopeless romantic finding comfort in words that create stories and let imagination free. Life goal: leave a footprint on someone's life, make a difference; even if it is just smiling to a stranger and making their day brighter.

"The Bridge of Betrayal" follows Rana, an unloved daughter seeking to prove her worth in a world of betrayal and familial strife. As she navigates the complexities of love and loss, she discovers her inner strength and resilience on a journey towards self-acceptance and empowerment. Set against the backdrop of fractured family ties and societal expectations, Rana must bridge the gap between her past and her future to reclaim her identity and find her place in a story uniquely her own.

"Toi, toi, toi, Terry. Worst case scenario is you make a complete fool of yourself." Through diary entries, reviews, letters, and internal monologues, Brief episodes of a Staatsballett explores the relationships, ambitions, and struggles of dancers, choreographers, and ballet masters as they navigate the complexities of their daily lives. Set in an unspecified city, this fictional account captures both the highs and lows of life in a dance company. Its encyclopedic form serves as an authentic window into this often unfamiliar world.

"Within the courtroom of my head, I have long pronounced me guilty of not being good enough, the sentence I serve being self-doubt for life. Some days, I plead my innocence to my internal court, but the burden of proof has so far been too heavy." As someone living with chronic heart diseases, I like to believe I know a thing or two about a broken heart- quite literally. As I got older, I've had the *great* pleasure to learn that the physical heart is not the only one capable of being broken. I found myself turning to pen and paper in times of misery, and started writing down my thoughts on love, heartache, grief and all the other difficult emotions that are part of our human experience. This book is a collection of my poetry and short stories about these thoughts on different themes ranging from socio-critical pieces, to experiencing love as an openly queer woman, all the way to my thoughts on broken hearts -both in a physical and emotional sense.

Can love transcend the confines of time and the inevitability of farewells? Witness the intricate dance of Sarah and Michael as they navigate the chapters of their shared journeyeach step a blend of vulnerability, growth, and the profound beauty found in both endings and beginnings. As their love story unfolds in the enchanting town of Harmony, the echoes of their silent goodbyes and timeless bond weave together, creating a tapestry of emotions that lingers in the heart. Will you join them in this ephemeral dance, where love's melody echoes beyond the final page?

Lives are turned upside down as Germany and North Korea negotiate an exchange for advantages in the third world war, but not many people care that they are endangering the lives of thousands of young girls, and especially Olivia's. Her life is at stake as she has been sold to a killer, but suddenly a bit of hope appears. Important records of the war are in her diary, which accompanies her throughout. Fear, tears and anger but also love and friendship, are united in this book. Will she get her personal happy ending?

"When fate gives you a chance, don't waste it." "Take the first step and make it happen." "When you love someone, tell them." Amelia "Milly" is new to Bantham on the south coast of Devon and decides to take a surfing course. This is where she first meets Jake, a kind trainee surfing instructor, and, as Milly later discovers, her friend's older brother. As their two lives become increasingly intertwined, she develops strong feelings for him. But she ends up with a broken heart. When Milly finally starts to get over her first love, she understands that she didn't fall for Jake because they were meant to be together. She realises that there were a few lessons she needed to learn for life - and heartbreak was the only way to teach her. This book is dedicated to the thousands of people whose hearts are broken every day. Through Milly's story, I wish to teach them what nobody else takes the time to address and hope to protect them from avoidable heartbreak in the future.

Embark on a cosmic odyssey in "Aeon's Lament: Echoes of Lumaria and Dreyon." Follow Aric through intertwined worlds of magic and technology, where destinies converge and self-discovery takes center stage. As Lumaria and Dreyon become inseparable, witness the fusion of reality and fantasy, and join Aric on a journey beyond the ordinary day. Uncover the secrets of a timeless desert, navigate ethereal forests, and explore celestial observatories. In this coming-of-age tale, choices shape destinies, transcending boundaries and weaving a tapestry of extraordinary adventures. What wonders await beyond the ordinary, and what destinies will be shaped by the choices made in this cosmic symphony?

When I was ten, I met someone, in a cold forest, not far outside my town. He told me he was an unicorn, and that he could show me paradise. Looking back he mightve been the snake in my garden eden, slithering out of the bushes and leading me towards temptation, but I was nine and so I believed him. When I was ten, someone told me that paradise, was not something to be found, sitting stiffly in the garden, no matter how pretentiously pretty it was. She gave me wings and told me to fly over the garden wall, to find paradise outside it. I was ten, so I believed her. When I was eleven, someone showed me my blood and made me admire the red of it. A year later, I drowned them in it. Considering everything I was, am and have been (naive, cruel, nothing), I suppose my story went about as great as I could have expected. They gave me an apple and I ate it. They told me it would bring about paradise and I believed them. They left me to die and I did. I just wish I could regret it.