Open When You Re Bored Novels & Stories

Before I get tempted to eat it, I covered the pot, washed the plates and went back to my room. I was bored to hell. I mean, when you don't have a phone, what then do you do? Read? Pftt, I wish! Even if I wanted to read, I'd rather read texts sent to me, or a novel on lightreader or w******l. Aside that, if I wasn't given an assigment, or if I don't have an upcoming text or exam, I won't open a book.. “It's sunrising how you're still so smart". My friends usually say..

Anna's POV I was feeling bored so I decided to go downstairs, I looked at the blank TV then I remembered the rule and I roll my eyes No phone.. No watching of TV No going out.. No game.. Nothing I am really screwed inside this fucking boring house. I was about to go back upstairs but an idea struck my mind "Wait.. I can go out, he didn't make any rule of me not going out " I said to myself then I quickly walk up to the door and try to unlock it but the damn door won't open

Bored and tired of waiting patiently, I filled my head with some cool music, partly closing my eyes while tapping my fingers to the beat that played in my mind. "... something I can talk to, somebody I can kiss, I want something just like this..." I repeated, nodding my head to the beat as Coldplay and Chainsmokers' 'something just like this' blasted my head, filling me with vibes, and chasing out the boredom. The song was fire. I was on fire. Lost in the world of fantasy. Unwilling to be brought back to reality. The sound of light footsteps caused my eyes to open at once as they met with a shadowy image that stood by the door. Before I could take a second look, it was gone, gone into the da

What a bore? Boring music! No carols! Not even the usual glow of Christmas decorations, green and red colored gifts... Just a plain boring tree on a side so far it could barely be seen. Shola tapped on her phone, it was ten fifteen. She swipe on to her messenger app and started typing, 'Bored! Can I go back to the hotel? And watch movies', or something. She sent it to Solano and almost immediately he replied. 'No!' 'You have an unlimited data plan. Watch whatever on your phone while waiting for me.'

"What is it?" Adam insists that it's nothing, but I know better. I lean in close, a devious smile on my lips. "I'm bored," I say, my voice low and threatening. "I need something to distract me. And I know the perfect thing." Adam looks nervous, sweat beading on his brow. "What is it?" he asks, his voice trembling.

Boredom panged within me and lifted a pen and a book near my bed and placed them before me. "My life has been so boring, lately," I muttered and flipped open the book. With the pen in my hands, I scribbled down on the page of the book, "BUCKET LIST" I paused, placed my hands on my cheeks, and rolled, questioning myself, "What do I do? What do I do to make myself happy?"

Even the simple message of a 'x' can give me butterflies from him. 'Yes please I feel as though I may die from boredom xxx' I hit send and wait for his suggestions. It's too late to call anyone back home and I'm not in the mood to just lay around and watch TV. My phone buzzes in my hand and I lift it up to read the message.

I ate too quickly, choking several times. After eating my fill, I curled up on the floor and slept. When Carter came in again, he saw the empty plates I had licked clean. He sneered, “I knew it. Someone like you would never starve yourself to death.” I huddled in the corner, hugging my knees to my chest, head bowed in silence.

CAMERON’S POV I didn’t realize how much I missed being bored. That sounds stupid, but hear me out. Bored meant nothing was actively trying to ruin my life. Bored meant the biggest problem of the day was choosing between pasta or rice for dinner. Bored meant peace. So when Brandon and I were sprawled on the living room floor on a random Tuesday night, textbooks open but untouched, arguing about which movie to watch, I felt something settle in my chest. Normal.

Are You Bored Yet? by wallows featuring Clairo. "'Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset, but I can't help from askin', are you bored yet?" Mitch sang out. I gave her a quick glance and placed my eyes back on the road. Her voice sounded angelic. "And if you're feeling lonely you should tell me, before this ends up as another mem'ry." She continued to sing and dance around, this time, with flipping her hair from side to side.