Day eleven; Story eleven

We all want our story to be told, to be known and to be shared. I have a dear friend who wishes the same. She has a little story for you all and yes I know she doesn’t have the most perfect English or the most pretty hair but she’s special and she is wonderful….

Day ten; Story ten

My story isn’t big but here goes. I’ve always been left out. I don’t know how or why. Maybe because I’m soft spoken or just boring. Or maybe because I hang with the wrong group. Or maybe because I come off as “depressed” or “egoistic” Who knows? Its still depressing. When people leave, its depressing….

Day nine; Story nine

So. My parents, they weren’t compatible. Still aren’t. Never will be. I won’t blame anyone of them, because I love them both. But, if I’d to chose who’s right or wrong, I’d say, dad. Though I love him as my dad, but I have seen the other side of him, that isn’t as good as…

Day eight; Story eight

School Life Memories. A memory can be very difficult to describe in words , let alone a whole life full of memories. According to me every second in schools adds on to your memory box , there is something or the other happening to you every now and then. Memories are not only those major…

Day six; Story six

Today’s story is about a guy. A guy who is by far one of the nicest and most understanding people I know, though we don’t talk as much, we’ve been travelling in the same bus for over five years. There was this girl in my class, back in eighth grade, I always thought she was…

Day five; Story five

I was always the funniest and the loudest person in the class in my previous school. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I would be short of friends, but slowly and eventually I realised that I was wrong. Now, I don’t have any friends and I’m probably the quitest person in…

Day four; Story four

I joined the school 3 years ago when I was in standard 6. Being the new student, I barely knew anyone. I spent each and every moment of my school life with a girl I considered my best friend. I was always scared of being alone and by myself which lead me to follow her…

Day three; Story three

Coming to today’s story, I’d say it’s one of the best pieces of advice you can get. This comes from a girl whose mind works like magic, who writes so beautifully that it makes me want to read that little black book of hers, let’s just say she’s my favorite person in school. No matter…

Day two; Story two

 I joined school in India in seventh grade. The country itself was new to me, ignoring the fact that I knew no one. It felt kinda strange and sad when there was no one to talk to. The school was nice, and it took me no time to feel right at home. At first, I…