“How can this be possible, Ma? I’ve been trying to find this mark on my arm for so long! _Nothing!”_

“You’ve been at it for four minutes. Take a break,”Ma replies. I haven’t only been trying to find this mark for four minutes. I was _born _with one, supposedly. I’ve checked every part of my arm about ten thousand times now. Whatever this means, it surely cannot be good. So, and I hate to admit t...

It is essential for individuals to have a close companion, such as a friend, who can provide value through considerate actions. In times of difficulty, this individual is able to offer empathy, assistance, and solace through prayer and physical presence. The display of care and affection is noteworthy, as its absence may lead to feelings of emptiness and a void that hinders personal progress witho...

SHELTER OF CARE

In a world where storms may rage and howl,

Children search for a comfort that's not foul.

A haven where hearts can find peace,

Where fear fades like morning mist release.

Under the care of gentle hands,

Love creates protective lands.

A refuge built with care and grace,

Where every child can find their space.

Here, the walls are strong, yet kind,

With warmth and peace entwined.

N...

It's a funny thing really, the tattoo that marks my skin. Everybody else's tattoos are a picture that brings joy to all parties, but not mine. I honestly can't tell if it's the picture or the fact that I have someone who is meant to care bout me unconditionally and vice versa. The tattoo on my right shoulder was of a phoenix, something that signified resurection and life after death. When I die, w...

Everyone knew who their best friend was. Except for me. I was driven insane with the thought of being alone. I was nice, had good grades, and helped everyone whenever I could. Yet, somehow I was the only person who hadn’t gotten their friendship marks. Everyone got 3 marks. One of them was on the wrist of your dominant hand. It represented your best friends interest, like sports and other extracur...

Liam was supposed to told him that he was 13,but when he told everybody,no one believe it they always said the same thing

“You had a beer and you are tall, you were just like a old man”so he haven’t make any friend

But it quiet nice,when he was looking at the car the sailer let him to drive and even said this thing

“If you let me to gave this car to you I would give it for free,”

Beca...

I didn’t have a best friend until I was 16. Up till then, I was very lonely. Actually, I was close to my sister, but that was a different relationship. I was longing for someone to accept me as I was- emotional but empathetic. Could anyone care how I felt? I knew most people didn’t.

Melinda and I just clicked. I’m not sure why. She was my age, but behind a grade. I thought she was wise and I guess...

(ok so this is nothing like the prompt but i just HAD to write this today. I love it too much! its a small piece of my book that I spent a minute or two on.)

Adalia paced from one end of her room to the other while Anna sat at the end of her bed trying to calm her down.

“I can't do this!” Adalia shouted with tears in her eyes.

“I already have enough to worry about!” she fell to her knees with...

Some people spend their whole life searching for their other half. Me? You could say I have other plans. Otherwise I wouldn’t be sitting here waiting to kill someone else’s. I’m getting ahead of myself though.

I was 6 when my mother first explained marks to me: the mystical system by which we were all to be matched up with our soul-mates, our other halves, our ‘mark mates’. Mine was a crescent m...

Everyone in this world is born with an other half that supposedly completes them. Supports one another through everything they choose, no matter how negative or positive the outcome may be. Always there for you. A Best Friend.

Well, I personally believe that the whole thing is downright stupid. Why do I have to find someone to lean on, and in return be miserable with me?

No. I’ve learned just ho...