My Own Little World Novels & Stories

You heart belonged to another, When I thought I finally hard you, You pushed me away No more hurt,no more tears,no more heart break 'cus' I am over you,I can be better on my own Build my own empire,an empire were you aren't around,a world were I am happy and you don't exist in my life. And this is the kind of world I dream of The kind of world I dream of The kind of world I dream of every night And this is the kind of world I hope for The kind of world I want more The kind of world I where everything’s all right. I'll move on just like you did,

Elleanna turned on Weight of the World by citizen Soldier on her phone and sang along to it “Feel the weight of the world…over me tonight….if i break…if i break down this time..hope you know I tried…my mind’s such a mess..I can’t handle it…I’m at the end of my rope…I’m so sick of this…just so over it…why won’t you let me let go?…my neck is breaking..body shaking..sometimes it’s so hard to breathe..but no one sees…it follows me..I always end up..underneath…the weight of the world..I don’t like…like myself very much…despite all your kind words…can’t explain why I’m hurting myself..but it feels deserved…my mind’s such a mess..I can’t handle it..I’m at the end of my rope..I’m so sick of this..I’

These 2 were my world. Present "Little did I know, the same people who were once my world became the reason behind my shattered heart" I whispered to myself as a tear drop fell out of my eye.

I whispered, my voice steady, “to run the world my own way.” 【The end】

"You and me against the world, Rosalind." "You and me against the world." END

He was a twisted man, but he never said he was sane. Just when he thought his life had no other purpose beside working and dying, wasting his time on work and worldly pleasure, he stumbled across young Lana. The little girl had just lost her father over a year earlier, she was so small in comparison to the adults around her, she was so beautiful, and so pure.

The blue sky. I take a deep breath. From now on, the whole world is mine. From now on, I belong to no one but myself.

“Yeah?” “Yeah.” I looked at her, the frosting on her nose, the softness in her voice. And for the first time in a long time, I believed someone. I don’t know what comes next. I don’t have a big plan. But I have a small home. A real friend. And enough cash to start over—on my own terms. No games. No bosses. No triangle. Just me. Finally.

They weren’t monstrous. They looked heartbreakingly, devastatingly human. “Little star,” he murmured.And my entire world froze.

I’d saved for weeks from my part-time jobs to buy it from a friend who once shared this same tiny room with me. It wasn’t perfect, but it made me look like someone who finally had a future. “Time to go to work,” I muttered to myself, smiling faintly as I glanced around my room. Calling it a room felt generous. It was barely large enough to fit a bed. it is just a mirror, and a small box where I kept my few clothes. A plastic chair sat in the corner beside two chipped plates and two spoons. The walls were cracked, the paint fading, but it was still home — my own place, my own little world.