Stigma Novels & Stories

There was nothing that brought out the beast in me than being reminded that I was a bastard. An illegitimate abandoned son of the Bronson family. It was a fucking stigma that I had had to carry on my shoulders for years, like a freaking badge. It had made my life difficult in more ways than anyone could ever imagine. I had entered rooms that made people make fun of me rather than respect me. Simply because they know that I wasn’t a legitimate son. But even in that anger and stigmatization, I had risen above it all and given myself a better life. I have spent painful and excruciating years building a future that no one could reac

"I'm fine," I interrupted, my tone sharp. "No reason to do that. People will wonder why –" “If you get sick-” “Then I’ll take the luggage of pills I have. I’ll be fine.” Triston's eyes flicked up for a moment, and I continued, "I will be okay without a doctor –" “And if you collapse again? We’ll ruin Marcus’s day.” He spoke flatly. I always felt like baggage to him. Something he was forced to haul around. “We cannot have that happen.”

He had a way of convincing anyone by saying so little however there was always the hard hearts. “Look we can stop out people from going but we can’t stop those who already have. She can’t start a war with them but she can shake the world. I think I speak for everyone when I say that it a about time people felt our grievance. The stigma and suffering we have to endure because we are witches.” Oscala glanced at the guy who said that. He did not slow the fellow any sign that he was pleased.

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

The stigma of the Chosen Vessel has begun…. *Itak – a weapon similar to that of a sword. In modern days, it is also used as a tool for farming, harvesting plants or getting rid of unwanted grass *Komadrona – a woman that assists on giving birth *Ale(ng) – honorific for older women *Mark of Kasarinlan – a flower-like shaped tattoo that is etched upon birth of a Chosen Vessel *Outcasts – people who are previously members of Kabinihan but was banished for different reasons

It's up to him what she thinks. "I'm okay, yes, why?" I raised an eyebrow at Deborah. She stares at me were strange. Deborah is number one in brutality. Just like before. I just choose my friends, I don't make friends with the poor, I'm ashamed of them, it's as if, same came back to him, you feel stigmatized because of the state of your life. It was also painful and upsetting. I know how Deborah follows him with a look from head to toe. I saw the astonishment on her face and her eyebrow-raising at me, as she returned to me the look she had with disgust on me.

Her heart stopped beating when he slapped his hqrsh lips on her. There are two problems. One, people don’t treat depression just like any other disease. People make it a stigma, something to be ashamed of. People make it harder for the person fighting depression. They make him/her fight depression and society’s judgment. No, a person does not become crazy, or a demon. It’s just like any other disease hitting you, some mild like the flu, and some severe like cancer. The person suffering needs your understanding and care, not your name-calling and boycotting. We all rush to write RIP when someone gives up on fighting depression. But we don’t put effort into unde

Not after witnessing the sheer brutality of his would be brother in law He could not come to figure out why in the name of anything under the earth children supported by their mother should murder their father He thought that he would not be part of such a family with all the gold in the world Who knows faith might turn out to be like her mother in future In Aba after sometimes few men that were interested to marry her afterwards turned their backs on her on learning the stigma attached to her background from the villagers "Do you wish to die before your time? One elderly woman asked one of faith's suitors who came to her village to male necessary enquirers ab

"What happen darling?? Can't move your hands?? Now won't you slapped me?? Did you saw each and everyone manhood. But now how will you face people?? You lose your virginity to us. You're not even married. What will people call your father. They'll die in shame." He said laughing and after sometime again they come injected me and rapped me and i lost my count. Avinash also beat me. I was bleeding from everywhere. My eyes got blurry and i died millions of time there. But my soul didn't leave my body. My breathing almost got uneven. I become the Stigma of my family.

I got the justice I deserved for what Brit and his friends did to me as I won't have to carry the stigma it caused as I move forward. •••