Rightandwrong Stories

This is about Shadow, who he is, and my feelings towards him.

At some point or the other in our lives, all of us feel that we've been wronged by someone....but just because of that should we let the feeling of revenge take over our minds?? Read this short story, and find the answer to this question! P.S. This is my debut on Wattpad...hope you like it!! And hope you're not too bored... :) Please do comment--give your views and suggestions, it would only help me improve... 8th July 2016--Thanks to all my readers!! The story reached highest rank #150 in Short stories...I never expected it to be, but nevertheless, thank you all from the bottom of my heart!!! 26 September 2016--Whoa! More than 100 reads!! :)

A flow of thoughts expressing the internal struggle of right and wrong, faith and distrust

"Are we really free ?" .... These are the words that continue to haunt the very existence of humankind. In this current era, someone is born into a world that is fraught with injustice and violence. The shades of grey which stem from the black and the white have tended towards the grey. Yet, if we were to just look around, we would find innumerable examples of people who would shine brighter than fire if they were given the chance to reform our now apocalyptic society. Thus, it is time the moral compass of this society was reset and the canvas painted in brighter colors.

"I know you killed them," I whisper, my eyes glued to the floor as I twiddle my thumbs. "Well then, are you going to turn me in?" I bite my lip, unsure of myself. "I don't know." I look up, tensing at our eye contact. "But I don't want to." _____________________________ Once upon a time, there were four friends with disfunctional families and a bond of friendship that was based precariously on stilts of divorce, neglect, and self hatred. One day, one of those friends went and died. One day, one of those friends lost their mind. One day, one of those friends embraced who the truly were. One day, one of those friends got torn in two. And things were never the same again.

Liz knows what she did was wrong, and she wishes everything could be forgotten. But when school starts up again after summer break, and no one is willing to forgive her she is stuck. Liz is doing everything she can to stay hidden from everyone's judging eyes and whispers but sometimes your mistakes follow you everywhere. Can't people just forgive and forget? And if they ever do will the past finally stay where it should? ********** So I'm very bad at the whole synopsis thing, but please give this story a chance! I have had it in my head for so long, and am so excited to share it with everyone!

A short story with aggression being mistaken as love

I know it's wrong. So how can it feel so right? Just...one...more...

an angel who was terrified of all the people who didn't listen to her. So she made the decision to take the matter into her own hands to punish the ones who always wanted more power, even if they hurt others in the process.

What would you do if you run into someone you never wanted to forget but had no reason to ever see again? Anya has spent years trying to find the reasons why she made choices in her past that only led her to heartbreak. If she had realized sooner what was going on when she was not looking, she might have done things differently. However, she cannot change the past. All she can do is focus on moving forward, that is until her past comes walking back into her life with a smile that takes her back to when she was seventeen. She thought she was in love, and it was years before she realized she was not. It has been years since she has seen him, and now that she is free, she might get her chance at the happiness she was deprived of. Can Anya forgive those who broke her trust? Can she let down her walls to let someone else in? What if he has been there all along and she did not want to believe it? What if this time he is not going to let her slip through his fingers again?

Nuori tyttö vangitaan hänen taitojensa vuoksi. Samara huomaa kuitenkin nopeasti hävittäneen voimansa. Hän yrittää selvittää syyn, mutta saatuaan totuuden selville, hän ymmärtää elämän olevan yhtä isoa näytöstä. Samara soluttautuu vastakkaiselle puolella ja haluaa päästä, mitä innokkaimmin, kotiin perheensä luokse. Se tarkoittaa juonittelua, pettämistä ja ehkä vähän rakastumista. Miten Samara selviää vihollistensa puolella ja mikä salaisuus hänelle paljastuu?

Aryeh is torn between what's morally right and what's right for her.

Coren is a psychopath. She believes she must be crazy, since she hears voices in her head who constantly argue about what she's doing wrong and what she should be doing instead. What she doesn't realize is that the battle inside her head, might be an even greater struggle than what she's facing in the outside world. These voices take on the roles of certain concepts, such as time, peace, passion, and manipulation. The story follows Serenity-the concept of peace-through her journey of discovering the true meaning of right and wrong. What will happen when she chooses a side that isn't so popular among the other concepts? Will she be erased? Is it even possible for a psychopath to fight her psychopathic tendencies? ----- This is loosely based on a true story. The concepts' fight represents the inner battle of a psychopath, deciding whether or not to manipulate the people around them for their gain, and lose their identity in the process.

Two boys, right and wrong, adventure, hurt, love, and discovery. Trigger Warning: Mentions of abuse, self-harm, suicide. Another warning: Possible sexual themes and acts.

Darkness has fallen over the usually peaceful desert land of Ard. War is coming and there seems to be no humane way to protect the people. Enter Terynn Dixx. Terynn is a seventeen-year-old thief who only cares about the safety of his family. He and his older brother Torynnë have supported the family for years, but with so many changes, everything they know must change. One thing leads to another, until both brothers come face to face- on opposing sides of the war. Still, destiny has chosen both boys to save their land. Terynn and Torynnë must relearn the meaning right and wrong if they want to survive. AUTHOR'S NOTE... IT MAY GET A LITTLE DARK...

Quote about Wrong and Right

BEFORE YOU READ....KNOW THIS.... 💮 I know that it is wrong to write a romance story with a criminal facing years in prison for the killings of his parents that is helped alongside his twin brother. 💮 I am sorry for writing this in advance 💮 And come on....he is flipping hot, cute, handsome. =========== "Why did you do it?!" I yelled quite scared of my loving and caring and good listener and happy boyfriend, Eric Mendez, to the point where I couldn't even look him in his eyes...be touched by him (in any type of way)...love him at this very heartbreaking, terrifying, scary, horrific, tear-jerker moment. "I am sorry!" Eric croaked as his brother was pacing around knowing that he has to now face the consequences of reality. "You killed your fucking parents." I gulped looking upon their dead bodies laying in the family room, breathless, unmovable, saddened, blood oozing out from them. "I am fucking sorry, okay!" Eric yelled unapologetically and angrily and frasturatedly and everything else accompanying it. I stood shocked and horried at the way he said it and that I finally realized that he is truly a psychopathtic psychotic psycho person. "Lemme hug you, babe." Eric whispered as I had my head held down looking at the floor and my feet in guilty and being sad. "No." I don't manage for the simple stern statemented word to come out loud enough for him. I then suddenly feel someone's two strong arms wrap around my shaky and undying body. "Shhhh." Someone sounded out hushing me while stroking my back, neck, arms, waist, butt, legs, back of my head, and hair lovingly. "I-" I croaked out all of a sudden letted the flow of my salty, dried, unwanted tears to flow out of the tearducks of my eyes. "Shhhh. Shhhh. Shhh. I am right here." The person who I remembered I was fighting with and who was so cold-hearted to kill their own parents and who was my boyfriend hushed me after saying that he kissed the side of my forehead in a caring and loving way.