Oldsoul Stories

The cycle of rebirth is a heavy burden for one soul to bear, but perhaps one does not need to carry it alone. Self-Insert OC SI/OC

Girl gets in trouble. Girl has to be a mascot as punishment. Girl gets kidnapped by rival team and gets held hostage in a dimly lit garage as a prank. Oh, was that enou...

{You don't need to watch True Blood to read this!} Sage Roland runs away from home to hide in the small town of Bon Temps, Louisiana. She thought she would be safe, but...

"I remember one time while I'm reading a book, I read something about that the "Old soul" person is perfectly match with an "Introvert" person...

Elizabeth Ferguson is an 18 year-old and old soul as she led to be. She gets recruited by a bunch of misfits that lead her to live as she always wanted to, on one condit...

This girl had dreams.Not for her own,but for people.She lived by her own will,yet lived for people.She prayed not for her,but for the world.She listened only to her mind...

A heart break from an old soul's perspective .

collection of thoughts from a young mind about music from another time.

A poem about the complexities of feelings. IF YOU ARE READING THIS ON ANY PLATFORM OTHER THAN WATTPAD PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS STORY HAS BEEN STOLEN!!! PLEASE INFORM ME @Ju...

The war had been going on for at least five years now, but even before the Reevers were created humanity had already destroyed most of the Earth themselves. The Reevers...

A collection of rambled stories from the young witch exploring all the realms their mind has to offer. In here each chapter is different, some are stories some are poems...

She loves the moon but do the moon love her ?

a poem about wishing to know more about and return to the past

Louise & Walter have been married for 23 years. But things have been rough for them. When they are on a trip with Louise's best friend, Priscilla, life changed for the t...

This is a book of poems

Because of YOU, In Gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring. I have forgotten your face. I no longer remember your hands. How did your lips feel...

When we fall asleep, Where do we go?

The journal entries of a girl, living life with an artists soul, a poets mind, and a chemically imbalanced bipolar brain. Her life fueled by a soft, artsy veil at all ti...

A Simple Writing, As Simple As Someone, As Simple As Love.

Short stories and poems from a broken hopeful heart♥