Story For Teens Novels & Stories

Everyone admires my family but I’m not like my family, our aesthetics are different, which some might say makes my brand stand out from my family’s and while some might think I’m disrupting my family’s minimalist brand but I sincerely don’t care, I rather have my own world and identity than fit in. Guess who decided to Grace the class today with her presence, Mr Washington said, He is our Literature teacher, Average height, chubby with a full smile that showcases his 32 teeth, I loveeeee Mr Washington, he has been one of my biggest supporters from my content to my school legacy, he is a big fan who I can say is my friend. Hi! Mr. Washington, it feels good being in your class again I said sof

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Leah's P.O.V High school had always been a fantasy for me. I always dreamt about sneaking out to parties, going out and staying out late, being on the cheer team, and having the popular kids as my friends. My greatest delusion was meeting my high school sweetheart, going to prom with him, and falling in love afterwards. How wrong I had been.

offers Leonard, "Maybe take one of these sandwiches and give it to him to eat." "We can take two," says Syl as he puts actually three in a napkin and folds it up, "one just in case." "Alright. Are we done eating?" I ask Leonard, who's getting ready to go. "Yeah. I can go too." Saying so, Tula, Thames, Leonard, Syl, and I get up, and head out from the hall toward the library. Most the teens of this school are eating, while the ones like us who are done are in the halls, gardens, or the fields around CCMS. And the library. In the library, a few teens are around, either reading or having quiet friendly conversations.

Unlike her, I'd rather be seen in lose jeans, pullovers, tennis and other attires which were not very catchy but I really didn't care much about my looks. We attended the same school and always sat on the same desk. We spent more time together in school than at home and we did so many fun and mischievous things together. It was summer vacation and asides Courtney's birthday, we had other todo lists put together for the summer which included some things we had never tried before. Once I was done cleaning, I ran out of the house and hopped on my old-looking bicycle which my dad had offered me on my 15th birthday and I rode straight to where Courtney lived with her parents.

Even the teacher. "Let's play fortunately, unfortunately. We'll make a tale ourselves." "After that, we should play Tee or Dee" (Tee or Dee, meaning truth or dare game.) "Yeah!" "Yay! Woohoo!"They cheered. "I'll start."she said. I figured I would be the last. "Fortunately, we have survived three years together in this school." She began. "Unfortunately, things weren't really good, even now." "Fortunately, we have grown in both strength and wisdom."

THE END (HOME SWEET HOME) I, my name is Thomas and this is my story. After I and my parents left the place where I came out form the Pirates world, we went home. I went to take shower and ate my dinner. The my parents asked for all my experience in the place I went to. And how it all happened. I already told them several times that I used to be visited by the black cults and they would try to force me to their world. This night mom, I did followed them and on getting there I had to follow one person to free two other people and the three of the have a dangerous animal to kill. It was said that but is a prophecy that if I was there, their Mission would be accomplished and If I wasn't it would

It was a happy day for her, her last year of high school, her last year of emotional or physical torture, not that she was abused or hated school, the torture was fun sometimes, like being punished for noise making or misdressing the school uniform. Miss Peterson tried by all possible means to forget Jayson and she wasn’t really taking a strain on that one, of course she wouldn’t have, I mean with all the crazy classmates and friends she had around her, they made her forget about all of that, which added to her own advantage. The new 2014 seniors of the school commenced by their classes, chatting about their dreams and wishes they had thought about during school holidays, everyone was having

CHAPTER FOUR Teenage FBI The enrolment phase was a swift affair helped by the incredible efficiency demonstrated by the members of The Blue Thunder Foundation. Shrugging off the melancholy air prevalent at the flagpole, the boys and girls—all in their early to mid-teens—were now inside the hut, a huge space painted in blue and white with a stage and lectern at one end. A Blue Thunder pennant secured to the wall spanned the stage, making an imposing backdrop.

I, Mike Bishung Loret, 19, the boy who grew up parentless but never felt alone because Scarlett’s Grandparents were there to raised me. After my mother and father’s divorce, I was left in my grandparents’ house where I was raised until I turned six when they died. My Aunties took me after the funeral but I never felt at home in their houses. So, I left a letter before I ran away so they won’t follow me or maybe get worried. I didn’t knew where else to go that time, I was only an eight year old kid who knew nothing about the world. But one thing in my mind was Mr. and Mrs. De Luna, Scarlett’s grandparents, a friend of my grandparents. The only place I was certain of going was the house across