Passing Stories

Five years have gone by. No longer an innocent, too trusting, sixteen year old, her life at twenty-one is in her own hands. She left behind all that once hurt her. Abira Classur is a deaf, 21 year old woman. Her life is far from perfect, but hey, it's closer than it ever has been. Highest rank: #77 in "deaf" **THIS BOOK IS THE 2ND BOOK IN THE DEAF DEFYING SERIES.

You read you regret. Seriously.

Savannah Little has the short end of the stick when it comes to her family. She is always comparing herself to her sister and her cousins, who seem to have more than her and are better than her. What she really needs is someone who understands her and will be with her despite how broken she feels. Nicholle is working with One Direction on a movie set, so what happens when one of them falls head over heels for Savannah?

This is a poem I wrote for my dad when he passed away in April 2011. This was also my 8th grade english assignment.

A story of a teenage girl's passing love for someone unintended. A story of an unrequited love.

Remember me, when I've gone, and remember these things especially x (A poem)

As a parent, I watch my children growing hoping the dislexia I pass on to them will soon flourish into there super power. And to my dad that I lost this year, who passed me possibly my disleixa, I sometime wake up with poems and story in my head! Thank you dad!✨❤️ And this was today's one! I had at 7:00am 08/08/20 this morning.

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What do you do when you see a person every day that has such beautiful eyes? I personally attempt to write how I feel about them. ^_^

My mom became an angel in February 2018. This was originally just private notes I had written but a friend asked me to publish them saying they might help someone. My goal in this is to help normalize any feelings you might have after death or help you understand what someone feels like after going through a major loss. I also just wanna get my own feelings out there so I can work through them. Please feel free to either message me or just comment telling me your own experiences. Thanks for listening :) (Hi everyone! I know this is worlds away from what I used to write, but I lost interest in writing what I used to. I feel like I should use my writing "skills" to help people. This is my best attempt at that. I hope everyone who reads this can relate to it at some point, because we all go through losses and need ways to cope, and this is mine.)

IGNOU has been founded to serve both the Indian people by way of distance and open education, offering greater education opportunities specially to the disadvantaged sections of the society. Additionally, it intends to encourage organize and establish standards for distance and open education from India, and also to fortify the individual resources of India throughout instruction. Apart from teaching and research, training and extension form the mainstay of its academic activities. IGNOU can also be known as a Central University at the University Grants Commission of India (UGC).

An imagined reunion of 3 family members who have passed, finally together again Inspired after the passing of my grandmother (1929-2020). She is now with her husband, my grandfather (1914-1999) and her long time feline companion, Topaz (2003-2017). I miss them all but know they're all happy to be reunited again

God Bless You, Our Sylvia Cross is about my grandmother that passed on Memorial Day in 2015, written in free verse. We All Love You and Miss you Grandma! <3<3<3. Tinmaru

I tried to sleep but started thinking so here's this one

Hospital Poem.