Lector piensa que este año será terrible, en la escuela lo molestan, lo acosan, lo tiran a los basureros ,su hermana se fue a la universidad, y sus padres le recriminan su homosexualidad, su psiquiatra dice que no hay malo con él, que ser gay no es malo pero ¿lo es? solo lo han repudiado desde que se supo que le gustan los chicos, y eso ha causado ansiedad y depresión, cosa que solo aumenta su carga, por supuesto tiene amigos , y los adora y ama que estén felices pero todos están en una buena relación menos el, y piensa que lo que dijo su padre es verdad que no merece ser amado, y luego cuando se dio por vencido en el amor aparece Michael , quien lo inspira a seguir peleando contra el juego que es la vida, pero ¿será suficiente?, y ¿podrá lector darse cuenta de los propios problemas de Michael antes que sea demasiado tarde? ¿Podrá su amor sobrevivir a un ambiente hostil, burlas, chismes, humillaciones, padres para nada comprensivos? ¿Y podrán salvar la vida del otro? ya que ambas peligran ¿y podrán confiar lo suficiente para la mayor prueba y desafío que deberán enfrentar?: amar y ser amado
A girl in 5th grade makes A big mistake that she regrets because of the pain that comes with it.
Becoming a girl from boy to girl had always been an interesting concept. It was something that would never be possible for him in the human world. There was nothing much to do when you were stuck in the human world anyway, with no way of leaving it. Unless through experiencing death, just maybe will be able to get out from the human world.And after his death and rebirth to a world that not familiar to the one he lived before, although he'd tried several times, he had never managed to figure out how to become a boy again. The only thing left was being a woman.As soon as he had decided to accept be a woman and not a man anymore, he'd know exactly what to do next, or so he thought.[A/N]Kay so this is my first time writing a story, literally don't know how to write a proper one. Aint a English native speaker. Really need you guys help to improve my writing, just comment and I'll read it if I have the time.About the update frequency, is indefinite, im busy as hell. The first chapter is based on me so yeah that is how busy I am rn and for the next few months.Then the book cover background is not mine but the anime girl is. The background I took from Pinterest. Two different images merged together and tadaahh, comes the masterpiece.Anyway, enjoy the story.
As so many of you probably already know...I suck at finishing stories. Like, seriously, honestly, true to the end, suck at it. I've tried, I've promised myself that I'll stick with one story, but somehow my mind always comes up with another story idea somewhere along the way, and I'm immersed in this new story so much that I completely forget about the previous one I was working on. Then I get a few chapters into that story and...repeat. That's where this list comes in. I've already got a document and notebooks full of story ideas that I just keep adding to, so now I just need to order the stories I need to finish in a list sorted by priority. I'll be taking your guys interest into account, so how many votes on a story and how many comments asking for more of that story will possibly help sway how high on the list the story will be. Of course, I have the deciding vote on what story I'll work on first, but I want to at least give you guys a say as well. =D
No matter where you are, no matter what seasonIf we're together, feel like summer
Two young teenagers Christian and Isabella are best friends from the start.Christian secretly has feelings for Isabella he plans to tell his feelings for herHe suffers from it during their entire friendship.He does do it.Do they be together?Is the Best friend to lovers really the best ship dynamic?We don't know.
Soap is a single father who moves to a new city. Not to make more friends, but to forget about his divorce, and be the greatest dad he can to his daughter. Whilst interviewing for his new job, he meets a man with a... Skull mask? Maybe one new friend won't hurt."How old is she?" He asks, "Four" I say. He looks up from my daughter and looks to my eyes, I feel myself getting nervous. "She's... Small" He says. I furrow my brow, "Again, she's... Four" I say in the same manner as him, he turns his head and lets out a scoff, What a jackass this guy is.