Projectyou Stories

"out of 7 billion people of the world, it only takes one person to shatter your world. and sometimes, that person is yourself." ✞ ✞ ✞ in which two sarcastic assholes both recovering from recent heartbreak accidentally meet at a graveyard one saturday - and every saturday after - and reform the bond they'd lost so many years ago. {trigger warning}

Noctivagant (V.) To wander at night. ... [IMPORTANT: These are my first tries at poetry. I wrote this back when I didn't understand emotion and I though rhymes were what made a poem. I WAS WRONG, obviously and I recommend you read my other poetry collections instead. Thank you!]

Part 1/6 Complete [Part 2 Coming Soon] ~Draft 2~ Special Rewritten Edition! Be sure to check out the original edition on my profile! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Story inspired from my daydreams. I was in high school. I drew Nyru as one of my random girls I thought up, similar to Star from my other daydreams. Then in my daydreams after I finished her drawing, I made a story for her. That is when I drew Yami, after I started writing down my daydream about Nyru. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elemental story: Ice, Fire, Water and Electricity Meet the princess of the Ice Kingdom. Nyru has a very abusive and over protective father who does not let her do anything outside of the castle. This young princess is quite the rebel. Then meet the prince of the Fire Kingdom. Follow Nyru as she explores outside her comfort zone and finds young love waiting in the kingdom her father banishes her from visiting. Will Nyru's father soften up to his little girl? Nyru learns she must fight for what she loves. Rewritten Start Date: 19 January 2016 Original Idea Date [Original Book]: 5 January 2009 Publication Date on Wattpad: 19 January 2016 Completion Date: ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The following is of my own work. This book may not be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the creator, only as conversation or comments. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincident. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ------------------------------------------------------- Copyright © 2016-2017 by qstarfire. All rights reserved. -------------------------------------------------------

Pete is rationing his pills. Patrick is cleansing himself with peroxide. Both are in danger of themselves. ~TRIGGERING FOR SOME INDIVIDUALS~ Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/user/nostrilartist/playlist/06cHJTd13X6fsHLOe8YKLU

Hope you enjoy my poetry, my escape, my passion and my something that brings me back to life, darling. Mwa. <3 ;* ;) These are tales that are narrated in six words. I know they're not perfect but I hope you find them worth reading! #WriteForYou #FreeMentalIllness #ProjectYou #WritersDefence #MyYouth *** Started: March 28, 2016 Ended: Highest rank so far; #32 in Poetry! June 1, 2016 NOTE: I MADE ALL OF THESE. OWN COMPOSITIONS. ORIGINAL. I DO NOT STEAL OTHER'S WORKS. Okay. Have a nice day! (:

❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

DISCLAIMER: This was my first book on wattpad. So, yes, there will be errors and the story will be cringy. I'm planning on editing it sometime next year. *** Isolation. Do you know how it feels to live in complete isolation? Where your friends don't know about the war waging beneath your skin and in your mind. Where your mother ignores the weight of her insults and breaks you down with her words. With a mother that gives the term "bipolar" a completely different meaning. One moment she's hot. The next she's cold. And then she's just freezing. And then the cycle repeats itself. Over and over and over. When it all gets too repetitive, too much, Joanne McKinley decides to do the world a favour and end it all. Completely. Now whether it all goes terribly right or wrong is all for you to find out. And what branches on from that is also waiting for you to find out. COPYRIGHT @LOVELESSIMPERFECTION 2015

It's been 2 years. Two years since I've became the invisible girl, the girl who's like air, but I've had enough. It didn't bother me that people didn't talk to me, because it was too bothersome to talk to them anyways, but disrespecting me? Never. Baddest bitch, queen bee, head cheerleader, homecoming and prom queen, I'm gonna own them all, so prepare yourselves losers, because karma's bitch, and so am i.

'An unfulfilled love story.' They exist in this very minute as we read it.

(Keep in mind that this was the first "story" that I ever wrote.) Maria Ruiz is twelve year old girl. She observes everyday life of the people around her, all the norms, and society. No one knows what really goes on in Maria's mind. Now, let us take a look into her world shall we... WARNING: themes such as profanity, depression, insomnia, and an eating disorder is included. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! || All Rights Reserved; no part of any publication may be reproduced or transmitted by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying or otherwise without the prior knowledge of the author. || || Copyright 2015 © by mariloo2020 ||

Seventeen year old, Adelaide Grace Moore, is new to Cedarwood High. She is shy, quiet, and sometimes awkward. She has a tragic past. All she wants to do is go through her senior year unnoticed, but her plans are destroyed when an attractive, popular boy, Logan Williams, enters her life and tries to 'fix her'.

you don't know me, know us, nobody does. - based off a true story - copyright©2017 pandemonium- (jae li) #wattys2017 - warnings: mild swearing, mental health, lgbt, mentions of death, dark humour, angst

IN THE COUNTRY OF PREHALIA everybody has a place but the choice does not belong to us. We are born with nine lives and each one we lose indicates that we are to be pushed down the societal hierarchy until there's nowhere to go anymore... I, Keelian Samuels, also known as Keely, belong to the Samuels household which happens to be quite infamous for our money and insanity. I can't deny the perks that come with being a rich and popular teenager. I used to live for that image during my time in the school that collects all the richest kids from the city of Pretorium. Sounds like I'm pretty lucky to be who I am, right? Well, let me tell you a little secret: I died eight times in the past year. ---------------- Prehalia's Demons is a story about a young woman who has to take care of her family and avoid slipping on the thin ice that human relationships are in a society that is highly disfunctional and unfair. Where will her adventures take her? You will soon find out... ~ "Find yourself a better hobby than stalking me and my family. I heard chess is popular amongst rich people and freaks." I prop my head against the uncomfortable chair and look up at the ceiling, "How convenient that you're both." He decides to ignore the joke altogether as he goes and grabs another bottle of wine. I roll my eyes. It will be a long night. - HIGHEST RANK: #304 IN FANTASY

"Where words fail to speak, It takes form of a writing, Writing, a struggle against silence, And its in poetry, It's the most beautiful thing that can ever happen." I never imagined that I could write so much until I found myself alone in my room with a pen in my hand and a blank sheet of paper in front of me. I never had any idea about my mind which stored so many thoughts that they tangled among themselves, waiting to be freed, waiting to get unraveled, waiting to be penned down on a paper. I am not a poet, I am just an ordinary girl, with a mind full of things I am unable to express in speech, Therefore I let my pen speak for me. I hope you will like this poetry compilation "Unraveled Thoughts" Thank you for reading, voting and commenting on the poems. I am really happy to have readers and supporters like you. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by electronic and mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author. ©Miss_Lost_Soul

{"None of the work in this belongs to me. These poems are from the book "poetry contest". } Rules for the poetry contest. -Make sure you are following me and you have added "poetry contest" book to your library. -As we only have limited space in the comment box for submission. So you have to fill up a form and submit your poetry directly to me. The link for submission is in my bio. -No word limit. -Originality is the key. Make sure it is your work. -Each contest will be the series of different themes or topics that you have to write. -You will be given whole 5 days for submission. -No late entries. -Poems will be accepted that are already published or unpublished. -Poems will not be accepted without the form, make sure you send your poems through the form. -The winner's poem will be posted in this book "Best poems from around the world." and the best poems too. -Best poems will be shared on my social networking site to reach out more audiences with your username so that they can read more work of yours. -The winner's poetry book will add to my reading list. -Feedback will be given to poetry. -If you have any ideas for this contest to make it more interesting you can also dm me your topics or theme for poetry. -If you have any questions to ask, please feel free to dm me. Lat's get started. #91 on 1th May #69 on 13th May

Highest rank in #LoveSociety➡ 8 ❝I have always seen birthdays as a way to congratulate me for surviving the past year.❞ about a girl who had no friends except the diary which she later lost. [Completed and being Edited] Highest Rank in #TheFriendshipProject➡6 Highest Rank in #PeopleOfSociety➡12 Highest Rank in #ProjectYou➡35 Highest Rank in Short Story➡389 Katris The Fanvergent © 2016

❝ That's when I realized: Either I am going to kill this disorder Or it's going to kill me ❞ book two in the mental illnesses series

~UNEDITED~ ~Draft 1~ ~ONE OF MY VERY FIRST BOOKS~ Hope you enjoy~! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Story inspired from my daydreams. I was in high school. I drew Nyru as one of my random girls I thought up, similar to Star from my other daydreams. Then in my daydreams after I finished her drawing, I made a story for her. That is when I drew Yami, after I started writing down my daydream about Nyru. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elemental story: Ice, Fire, Water and Electricity Meet the princess of the Ice Kingdom. Nyru has a very abusive and over protective father who does not let her do anything outside of the castle. This young princess is quite the rebel. Then meet the prince of the Fire Kingdom. Follow Nyru as she explores outside her comfort zone and finds young love waiting in the kingdom her father banishes her from visiting. Will Nyru's father soften up to his little girl? Nyru learns she must fight for what she loves. Be mindful before you read and note this story was written by my much younger self who did not understand the basics of storytelling! Original Start Date: 5 January 2009 Publication Date on Wattpad: 30 October 2015 Completion Date: 30 October 2015 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The following is of my own work. This book may not be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the creator, only as conversation or comments. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincident. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ------------------------------------------------------- Copyright © 2009-2015 by qstarfire. All rights reserved. -------------------------------------------------------

Each night when I lay down In my bed With my eyes open wide I think about life And the thoughts Which are bottled up Inside me Are slowly drowning me Finally, I had some courage To share my thoughts With the World Comment, vote and share. Enjoy and Happy reading.

This book is about some random people from around the world sharing their thoughts on pieces of paper that come together in a novel that has had all it's pieces put together by yours truly. Because in the end we are all the same. We wish on stars. The brightest stars. The only stars we have time to see. Because we cant see the little things that are beautiful. Cover by: grammatically