Teenage years
A smile can hide so much pain
There is a widespread belief that positivity attracts positivity, even though I believe this is true to a degree, there isn’t necessarily a direct correlation. This belief has led people to be more inclined to socialize with positive persons and to resent negative persons.
By real Jema2 years ago in Confessions
Euphoria
Euphoria : feeling of extreme elation and well-being, often characterized by a sense of contentment and bliss Love, I always wondered what love is, how it feels to be loved and to be able to love. It's a shared chapter in all our lives. Once I thought I had it all figured out but it turns out that I was just miles away from understanding any of it. Yet, few of us ever truly figure it out, even after multiple attempts. However, I managed to find my beloved, and now, let me paint a picture of my chapter.
By Dilesmeyyy<32 years ago in Confessions
Feelings for him
The air in the small cafe felt thick with unspoken words. Lily, her cheeks still flushed from the confession, clutched her iced coffee, the melting ice mimicking the way her heart was breaking. Across from her sat Jake, his brow furrowed in a way that made his face seem even more handsome, if that was possible. 'I... I understand,' she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. Jake, bless his soul, was trying his best to be gentle. He’d never been good with words, especially when it came to girls, and the way Lily was staring at him, eyes brimming with unshed tears, made him want to melt into the floor. 'It's just,' he began, then stopped, his gaze falling to his cupped hands. 'It's not that I don't think you're great. You are. Really. But... I just don't feel the same way.' Lily nodded, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek. She knew she shouldn’t have confessed, not in this way, not like this. But the pent-up emotions, the longing, the stolen glances across the crowded hallways of their university, had finally overwhelmed her. “It’s okay,” she managed, forcing a smile. “I understand.” The silence stretched, awkward and painful, punctuated only by the clinking of spoons against ceramic mugs. Lily, desperate for an escape, looked around the cafe, her eyes falling on a familiar figure sitting at a table by the window. It was Ethan, Jake’s older brother, his gaze fixed on his phone, a faint smile playing on his lips. Jake followed her gaze and his smile softened. “Ethan’s been meaning to ask you out,” he said, a hint of a blush creeping onto his cheeks. “He’s just... well, he’s not the most confident guy.” Lily’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. Ethan? The one with the perpetually rumpled clothes and the shy smile? She had barely exchanged a word with him, but now, the idea of dating him, of seeing him like this, with his brother confessing his feelings on his behalf, felt strangely appealing. “Ethan?” she echoed, trying to process the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Jake nodded, looking relieved. “He’s really taken with you. He’s just... been too afraid to say anything.” Lily’s heart, which had been sinking moments ago, suddenly felt a flutter of hope. Ethan had a kind face, a gentle demeanor, and his awkwardness, somehow, felt endearing. He was nothing like Jake, and yet, there was a warmth about him that drew her in. “Maybe,” she said, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Maybe I should give him a chance.” The following week, Ethan nervously asked Lily out for coffee. The conversation flowed easier than she’d anticipated. He was funny, surprisingly witty, and his shy demeanor, which initially made her hesitant, turned out to be charming. They spent hours talking, laughing, and discovering shared interests. As the weeks turned into months, their relationship blossomed. They spent evenings exploring hidden corners of the city, sharing late-night conversations, and indulging in spontaneous movie marathons. Ethan, emboldened by her affection, finally came out of his shell. He was still shy, but the hesitancy in his eyes had been replaced by a newfound confidence. Lily, who had been heartbroken after her confession to Jake, found herself falling for Ethan in a way she hadn’t expected. His kindness, his genuine heart, and the way he looked at her with such adoration, filled her with a sense of security and happiness she hadn’t known she craved. One evening, while sharing a bowl of ice cream, Ethan surprised her with a question. 'Lily,' he began, his voice soft but firm. 'I know things started a bit... oddly, but I want you to know that I'm completely head over heels for you. And I was wondering if you'd consider...' He paused, his eyes searching hers. Lily, her heart pounding in her chest, leaned closer. 'Ethan,' she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of amusement. 'I think I already know the answer to that.” She took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling with love. 'I want to be with you, Ethan. And I want to explore this with you, whatever it may be.” Ethan’s face broke into a wide grin. He leaned forward, taking her hand in his. “Then,” he began, his voice filled with quiet joy. “Then I guess we’re officially together.” Lily smiled, feeling a sense of relief and happiness wash over her. She had found love in the most unexpected of places, and it had been worth the journey. Later that night, as she drifted off to sleep with Ethan’s arm around her, a faint thought crossed her mind. Maybe, just maybe, the universe had a plan for her all along. Maybe she was meant to be rejected by Jake, to find her true happiness with his brother. And maybe, just maybe, Jake had done her a favor, even without knowing it, by leading her to the love of her life.Chapter 2: The Fall from Grace As Adam and Eve stepped out of the gates of Eden, a sense of loss and longing filled their hearts. The once vibrant colors of the garden now seemed dull in comparison to the paradise they had known. They walked hand in hand, their footsteps echoing against the barren land that stretched out before them. Eve's eyes were downcast, her mind consumed with guilt over her disobedience. She could still taste the forbidden fruit on her lips, a bitter reminder of her betrayal towards God. Adam, too, carried the weight of their transgression heavily upon his shoulders. He felt responsible for leading Eve astray, for failing to protect her from temptation. But as they journeyed further away from Eden, a new world unfolded before them—one filled with challenges and uncertainties. They faced harsh climates, wild beasts, and unfamiliar landscapes that tested their resilience and determination. Despite the hardships they encountered, Adam and Eve found solace in each other's presence. Their bond grew stronger as they relied on one another for support and companionship in this unfamiliar world. Together, they forged ahead with hope in their hearts, believing that redemption was possible even in the face of adversity. As time passed, Adam and Eve bore children who inherited their parents' curiosity and thirst for knowledge. Their descendants spread across the land, building communities and civilizations that flourished under God's watchful gaze. But darkness still lingered within the hearts of men—a seed planted by the serpent's deceit that continued to grow and spread like a poison through generations. Greed, envy, and hatred festered among humanity as conflicts arose over power and control. God watched with sorrow as his beloved creations strayed further from his light. He sent prophets and messengers to guide them back onto the path of righteousness but found resistance at every turn. His heart ached for humanity's lost innocence—for the purity that once dwelled within their souls now tainted by sin. Yet amidst despair, there remained a glimmer of hope—a prophecy foretold of a savior who would come to redeem mankind from its sins. A chosen one destined to bring salvation to all who believed in him—a beacon of light in a world shrouded in darkness. And so it was written that God's love would endure through all trials and tribulations—that his mercy would shine bright even amidst humanity's darkest moments. For we are all children of his divine creation—bound together by faith, hope, and love for eternity. The sto
By Rhea Cathleen De Guzman2 years ago in Confessions
I had a feelings for him
The air in the small cafe felt thick with unspoken words. Lily, her cheeks still flushed from the confession, clutched her iced coffee, the melting ice mimicking the way her heart was breaking. Across from her sat Jake, his brow furrowed in a way that made his face seem even more handsome, if that was possible. 'I... I understand,' she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. Jake, bless his soul, was trying his best to be gentle. He’d never been good with words, especially when it came to girls, and the way Lily was staring at him, eyes brimming with unshed tears, made him want to melt into the floor. 'It's just,' he began, then stopped, his gaze falling to his cupped hands. 'It's not that I don't think you're great. You are. Really. But... I just don't feel the same way.' Lily nodded, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek. She knew she shouldn’t have confessed, not in this way, not like this. But the pent-up emotions, the longing, the stolen glances across the crowded hallways of their university, had finally overwhelmed her. “It’s okay,” she managed, forcing a smile. “I understand.” The silence stretched, awkward and painful, punctuated only by the clinking of spoons against ceramic mugs. Lily, desperate for an escape, looked around the cafe, her eyes falling on a familiar figure sitting at a table by the window. It was Ethan, Jake’s older brother, his gaze fixed on his phone, a faint smile playing on his lips. Jake followed her gaze and his smile softened. “Ethan’s been meaning to ask you out,” he said, a hint of a blush creeping onto his cheeks. “He’s just... well, he’s not the most confident guy.” Lily’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. Ethan? The one with the perpetually rumpled clothes and the shy smile? She had barely exchanged a word with him, but now, the idea of dating him, of seeing him like this, with his brother confessing his feelings on his behalf, felt strangely appealing. “Ethan?” she echoed, trying to process the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Jake nodded, looking relieved. “He’s really taken with you. He’s just... been too afraid to say anything.” Lily’s heart, which had been sinking moments ago, suddenly felt a flutter of hope. Ethan had a kind face, a gentle demeanor, and his awkwardness, somehow, felt endearing. He was nothing like Jake, and yet, there was a warmth about him that drew her in. “Maybe,” she said, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Maybe I should give him a chance.” The following week, Ethan nervously asked Lily out for coffee. The conversation flowed easier than she’d anticipated. He was funny, surprisingly witty, and his shy demeanor, which initially made her hesitant, turned out to be charming. They spent hours talking, laughing, and discovering shared interests. As the weeks turned into months, their relationship blossomed. They spent evenings exploring hidden corners of the city, sharing late-night conversations, and indulging in spontaneous movie marathons. Ethan, emboldened by her affection, finally came out of his shell. He was still shy, but the hesitancy in his eyes had been replaced by a newfound confidence. Lily, who had been heartbroken after her confession to Jake, found herself falling for Ethan in a way she hadn’t expected. His kindness, his genuine heart, and the way he looked at her with such adoration, filled her with a sense of security and happiness she hadn’t known she craved. One evening, while sharing a bowl of ice cream, Ethan surprised her with a question. 'Lily,' he began, his voice soft but firm. 'I know things started a bit... oddly, but I want you to know that I'm completely head over heels for you. And I was wondering if you'd consider...' He paused, his eyes searching hers. Lily, her heart pounding in her chest, leaned closer. 'Ethan,' she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of amusement. 'I think I already know the answer to that.” She took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling with love. 'I want to be with you, Ethan. And I want to explore this with you, whatever it may be.” Ethan’s face broke into a wide grin. He leaned forward, taking her hand in his. “Then,” he began, his voice filled with quiet joy. “Then I guess we’re officially together.” Lily smiled, feeling a sense of relief and happiness wash over her. She had found love in the most unexpected of places, and it had been worth the journey. Later that night, as she drifted off to sleep with Ethan’s arm around her, a faint thought crossed her mind. Maybe, just maybe, the universe had a plan for her all along. Maybe she was meant to be rejected by Jake, to find her true happiness with his brother. And maybe, just maybe, Jake had done her a favor, even without knowing it, by leading her to the love of her life.
By Rhea Cathleen De Guzman2 years ago in Confessions
Deadly Dreams. Content Warning.
John Weston was the wildest son of a gun you could ever meet as far as I was concerned. At age 19, he could out-hunt, fish, wrestle (thumb, arm, or on the mat), and drink any other man in our county. I wouldn't call him impulsive, but he had a short fuse. He did not suffer fools gladly, and it didn't take long for one (or more) to earn a challenge from John to shut up, get out, or fight. As quick as he was to mix it up, though, when the matter was settled to his satisfaction, he'd stop the fight and move on with his life. "No need to humiliate anyone, Billy," he'd say to me. "Just prove your point."
By Mack D. Ames2 years ago in Confessions
The Phenomenal Way
I mean I believe everyone is beautiful in their own way. I believe every woman Black, White, Hispanic, Asian and Native American are beautiful. They all contribute to the greater plan. They all are apart of the Masterpiece. I just specifically love women. Beautiful women, attractive women, and smart women, they all have a special place with me. Most likely because that's what I was around since I was young. Most of my teachers were women. Most of my classmates were becoming women. And enjoyed the company of women, they always provided a new perspective. They make you think and wonder. And figure out yourself. Even my mother was a phenomenal woman. She knew everything about me. She knew my comings and goings. She knew my name that her and Dad had given me. And boy I knew to answer anywhere and all times when she called my name otherwise I would be in big trouble. And now that I am becoming a man and reflecting on past acquaintances. I remember the women that shaped me. I remember the first girl that wanted to be mines. She was maturing faster than the other girls but she was lovely at the time. I was still a boy and not yet a man for her. But she knew one day I would become that man and she wanted to be that woman. So we parted in fifth grade. Then in middle school, I was just changing. I had to wear new clothing and I had to cast my favorites away. I was getting a deeper voice and I was in tune with puberty. I was alert and ready to make friends. and the girls knew I was smart and talented even the teachers were giving As. And so some of them were presenting in class and out even during lunchtime. I would try to hide in the library but one of the most popular girls came to see me and she did something that was rare. It felt good but it was nothing that I thought a young woman would do. She gently touched my wound and i liked it. And she did that many times and she let me know because i was subconscious about that wound. She let me know that I was attractive and handsome and smart. And so I promised to be there for her. To end middle school romance, I saw this amazing girl. She was just beautiful and she made me go crazy. Awe she was fantastic, she was a foreigner but she was what I wanted. The guys wanted her too but I was ready to fight a gang of them just to be her man. And her parents thanked me and they removed her from school but I cherished the fact of just knowing her. Then high school, that girl from elementary grew up, that most popular girl but she was making out by my locker and I had my eyes set on other women. Two that stroke my ego, this other foreign girl or young woman, she was hot and lovely. And I was ready for a challenge. I told her my math secrets. And we eventually parted but when these guys were picking on her for not giving it up. She said that I was her man and they were jealous. I felt good but I wanted her. Then this amazing science teacher, I scored perfect in her class. I believe her husband was a scientist. She wanted me to be with her daughter who was a hot blonde with blue eyes and curves. I really already had a crush on her this happen on and off for many years. Other women I met was this very attractive chemist student who was beautiful brunette with curves and I told her my secret to Chemistry. We work briefly but we both passed. And then in history, this foreign woman who look amazing in shorts shorts and fitting dresses, we work on projects and she was adopted. And I asked her out but she wanted to be friends. Then at the library I met up with that popular girl from middle school, she wanted me to get this guy a former boyfriend to end the relationship. And so I passively agreed and the guy eventually walked away probably because I was lifting weights since middle school and I was somewhat built as I was still lifting weights in high school. And then the science teacher daughter came to the library looking and she was with a friend. I was shocked because I was up and ran out in embarrassment. My brother told me to just see what a woman is like and he encouraged me to just see and be friendly. Eventually they were nice and learning and they had issues of their own. I learned that others had that experience reading the stories we had to read. And learning about puberty and life from their perspective. I wasn't ready to settle down. I wasn't ready to be a man yet. But I was awe struck over women, the young and around my age. They infatuated me because I knew I wanted one of them to be my partner, my spouse, my child bearer one day. Eventually the science teacher's daughter did not choose me but we were friends as she hug me goodbye and promised to name a child after me. I was going to college and I wanted to see the world. I wanted to see how phenomenal things were including women.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Confessions
Friday the 13th: I lost you... Saturday the 14th: The whole world lost you
She married him when she was 19. Still as innocent as a cloud and as innocent as any young man around that age. A first-year student at the University of Foreign Languages, she appears to be sharper than any girl she often meets, because of her observation and gaze that seems to penetrate the soul of the other person. She is passionate, worshipful and has a deep belief in astrology, or what many people call it by its beautiful scientific name: Horoscope. So much so that, after just a few contacts, she can guess what zodiac sign that person belongs to and what their personality is. This makes her incredibly confident about herself.
By Ken Daklak2 years ago in Confessions
Love that fades away
Once upon a time in the charming town of Willowbrook, a young couple named Finn and Lara fell deeply in love. They met at a local café, where Finn worked as a barista and Lara came to study every afternoon. Their conversations began with casual exchanges about coffee preferences and schoolwork but soon blossomed into deep, meaningful talks about dreams, fears, and the future.
By Finn2 years ago in Confessions
The Power of Confession. AI-Generated.
Confession is a profound act that has been part of human society for centuries, cutting across cultures, religions, and personal experiences. Whether it's admitting a wrongdoing, revealing a hidden truth, or sharing deep-seated feelings, confession plays a crucial role in our emotional and psychological well-being. This article explores the multifaceted nature of confession, its therapeutic benefits, and how it can lead to personal growth and healing.
By Loris L2 years ago in Confessions
Pain, Suffering, Dissapointment. AI-Generated.
In the heart of a crumbling city, beneath the shadow of towering skyscrapers, lived a man named Finn. He was an ordinary man in a world that demanded extraordinary things. Every day, Finn woke up with a heavy heart, feeling the weight of his failures pressing down on him like an unbearable burden.
By Finn2 years ago in Confessions
