#unstories

Goofy is one of the words that can describe my personality. This is because no matter how hard or tough I present myself to the public, there is always this joy deep inside. The world can be a very dark

Now I know how to swim. Some of you may say, "so what, we can all swim." But believe me the struggle is real. All my life I never went to beaches and pools or anywhere where the main activity

Never in my 47 years of existence did I witness something like this. The sparkles and the flickers were magical. Walking home has always been boring. Don't get me wrong, I love my home. In fact, I would

Three days have passed. Civilization is nowhere near. I can't go back right now. All alone on top of this mountain. I keep on denying the fact that I'm scared. Terrified actually, but for different reasons.

Pets. No they're to troublesome at this point. More furniture. I don't have the money to spare right now but they could be worth it. I've been living here for a few months now and loving it. I have a job

I remember the story of how I almost not came to be. Or at least how my life would have been very different from what I remember. I could have had a very tough start. When I was a kid, my father told me

I stood in there and blankly stared towards the middle of the room. I'm exhausted. But I could not sit down just yet. Who knows whose chair is that. This is the first time I've been here. Light barely

I looked out the window and wondered, "how did I get here?" In fact, an even more reasonable question instead would be "where am I?" I'm surrounded by a lot of people in what seems