Lookingback Stories

When did it begin? No rich parents. No backup. No safety net. Just a scratch. Poverty, to be exact. I thought my journey would be successful. I wasn't there yet-but I wa...

Scarlett and her friends have always spent every fall at a family farmhouse for as long as they can remember up until the year they turned 16. That year was different, b...

A collection of poems and short notes, that I want to share with the world. Consider it as a part of me. It's unbelievable to think there could be atleast someone who wo...

what remains when love fades- the echoes of who we once were

Wins and epic fails of a single mom rocking the Covid19 times and trying to live life normal after a pandemic. Highs and lows of our new life... in the USA.

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.

"Words. Mere words, can't explain how I feel right now. These overwhelming emotions make me uneasy and empty at the same time. I just wish it would be over soon...

My first book!Hope u like it!About a girl named Zakama,she has had a life thats so crazy i cant explain.It will have another series on 2/23/18

A collection of non-fiction poems... #47 in Non-Fiction #154 in Poetry

This is just a little poem written based on a prompt from a poetry group I'm in on Facebook. // Plus response, five years later.

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Everyone's life is not always perfect and sorted. There are few people who seem to be really happy with their lifes but actually they are not. They are broken from insid...

Poems of lost love, friendship, and love letters.

Connor Mason goes through his typical Monday, but from the very beginning, there's a strange feeling to this particular day. With anxiety on his back and trying to evad...

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 ca...

Read and write. Live and die.

Did I lose myself again just because I was trying to find the best version of me ?

short story for narrative writing

Summer is now going away and we're not ready to let it go. We want to hold on its nice feelings and fresh air. Cause love is better when summer is here.