Risingabove Stories

After winning the Women's Money in the Bank Ladder Match, you are taking Becky Lynch up on her challenge to the winner the very next night on Raw. An unfortunate inciden...

This is a collection of my pain over the past 6 or so years. Writing has always been my outlet. While many of us suffer from mental illness everyone of us copes in diffe...

Concrete Hearts is a tale of two souls navigating the complexities of urban life, discovering that amidst the city's towering skyscrapers and echoing subways, hearts of...

Kenzie was in a bad place and had no one after a bad situation that happened with her ex. Carson was lonely and just trying to survive through school. Total strangers th...

An unexpected journey filled with twists and turns. That's the first poem (...) The rest is filled with stories about different incidents that have happened to various...

She was the bully. He was the victim. It was time to set things straight.

This is a poem I wrote inspired by Amanda Gorman's poem "The Miracle of Morning".

From all the stories I've read, the Nerd is the weak who becomes strong. Ever thought a popular wasn't all evil?? Lyssia is the QueenBee of her high school and was... su...

She was going to stand up. Not because it would make her feel good, not because someone was forcing her to, but because it was right.

This is an ode to the woman within me that has fought many battles and shows no scars outwardly, but bleeds internally. The woman who feels as though she can't get up fr...

Victims of rape, of being beaten or surviving something so horrible it still haunts u. I wish to tell ur stories. I wish too spread awareness & show others like u, that...

Rosemary (Rosie ) Gilbert's simple peaceful life with Dawn, her mother, was turned upside down when Dawn suddenly dies from an unknown bout of a cancerous tumor. Rosie i...

My personal outlook on how I am during relationships or friendships. Astrology is involved and no, you are not JUST your sun sign.

For those who are broken, lost, confused, and alone.

Why do I have such less true friends? Why am I not immune to how other people treat me? Why do I feel like my rejections define me? And above all, why do I not understan...