Crowded rooms and noisy chatter,

Leave me feeling drained, the spirit tattered.

People are like waves, crashing in,

Their energy demanding, their words a din.

Friends and parties may have their allure,

But I prefer being alone, that’s for sure.

So while others socialize and roam,

I’ll be in the comfort of my own home....

It’s a quiet street that Maria’s brought me to, an unassuming American suburb. The house she just parked in front of looks like it should host a small middle-class family—I can imagine a couple of brown-eyed kids playing tag in the backyard under the watch of their careworn parents—but it turns out this blue-painted house with its cream shutters and neatly manicured lawn belongs to the supposedly ...

They were driving to the store and on the way back from getting food and then we were heading back to the house then before that the driver who drove the car ran and crash in to the other car and was in a accident....

“And what do you think people think of you?” Glenda says. To be honest, I think she only became a therapist to gossip

I roll my eyes and get comfy in the sofa.

“Let’s see” I sigh. “They think I’m shy. When really I just don’t like them.”

“And why don’t you like any of your classmates” she says in a hiss

Why? I just don’t.

“Becauseeeee” I grumble. “They are like leeches. Sucking my energy unt...

sonder: the realization that each stranger who drives pass you on the street or crossing a sidewalk experiences a life as vivid and complex is an observant way to perceive things is defined as sonder

the time this emotion i related with was encountering a homeless person and pitying them because you’re more fortunate

for the things you’re provided for free

the tasks you have to responsible for is...

"Okay, pro: Free food."

She's got a point there.

"Con: Madison Rivers." I say, scrunching my nose. She's always hated my guts. I'd call her homophobic, but this actually all started from when I still thought babies came from storks.

"Fair enough..." Em squints her eyes in thought and I zone out thinking about the third-grade girls soccer team I got kicked out of for punching Maddy in her stupi...

Hello, my name is Brent Rockton

I am a college junior, 17 years old

I have the best grades in the class

However, that part is never told

The only thing that’s told about me

Is that I’m just the shy, nervous dork

I’m always kicked around all over school

Like an armless, legless piece of pork

I guess you can call me the outcast

But I honestly don’t care what you think

To me, being different from t...

Seeing an introverted person sitting alone at lunch irritated Mirches. They’re so out of touch with the world and she couldn’t see how anyone didn’t like talking that much.

Mirches could barely go ten seconds without talking, however, she did understand that when people come to high school everyone’s clique is already established amongst themselves. So obviously, it’s hard to join in and have so...

Can we all just be a bit quieter in here?

Sorry, but you need to tone it down.

I’m not being rude, I’m just saying-just asking if you can lower the volume.

I know you want to have fun, and I get it. I’m not one of those people. I’m not the police or anything, or a swat, or anything like that. But it’s very easy to chat quietly.

I’m just saying.

Please, it’s giving me a headache.

Why do you alway...

He wasn’t the quiet kid. At least he didn’t consider himself to be the quiet kid. He spoke when he had something to say and didn’t waste his breath otherwise. He sat in the back of his classes. He kept earbuds in while walking the hallways but no one knew there was never anything playing. When the bell rang at the start of first period, he would act as though he hadn’t heard the guys next to him ...