Keepfighting Stories

Kenna's mother has a wandering soul and it leads them to a backwoods town in Utah. There, she quickly forms romantic feelings for their young landlord. What she doesn't know is how deep that connection really goes. Their strange bond opens the doors to a life she knows nothing about. *May contain Mature Content*

to the prince who never came... and to the damsel who fought her distress this book is dedicated to the people who aren't afraid to stand alone on their unyielding feet.

JuSt A bUnCh Of RaNdOm StUfF sTuFfEd InTo AnOtHeR bOoK !!! A lOt Of ShOrT sToRiEs AnD cHaLlEnGeS !!! EvErYtHiNg I aM tAgGeD tO dO wIlL nOw Be In ThIs BoOk As WeLl !!! EnJoY !!! JuSt To LeT yOu KnOw, ThE sHoRt StOrIeS wIlL oFtEn Be VeRy VeRy ShOrT!!! It'S aLsO jUsT rAnDoM sTuFf AbOuT mE aNd My LiFe

"The world never stops moving, so why should you?"

Just my random thoughts...

Here are some little poems about anxiety and feeling lost, trying to find help and not giving up. Never forget, you are loved, and this will go away. No one comes this far to give up. I hope you enjoy. I love you! 🤗❤

This is the story of the moment my life changed forever how one moment could be your last with someone you care about.. this was a hard one to write but it's a true story.

my entire life everyone could only see the bad in me, even my own family. I had so much hate towards people, but mostly myself. so tell me JD what do you see in me? why are you so nice to me? Why do I feel so safe around you? Small disclaimer this story does have suicide, eating disorders, psychotic depression, ptsd, and anxiety. please note that these are extremely sensitive topics that may be triggering to some readers, viewer discretion is recommended.

Does anybody even hear you? Are you pouring your heart out to a world that doesn't even care? Don't give up. You still shine. A very short but moving piece dedicated to the creators no one acknowledges.

not a story

It is all about what people face in their daily lives and how to overcome them and live your normal life, trust me you're not gonna regret reading it this. Happy reading! I love u all...xoxo❤️❤️❤️❤️

Here are some short "behind the scenes" from my fanfic: "Keep Fighting"! Just to save me and everyone else from the emotional damage this book has probably given us. This contains "blooper reels", "character interviews", and more from each chapter, as if this were a tv show! I got inspiration from some fanart I saw on Instagram and Pintrest of Tokyo Revengers characters on movie/tv show sets! (The cover included) So any art used isn't mine!! Credits the talented artists out there!! And if you know who they are and if they didn't want their art reposted anywhere or if I can tag them, let me know. These aren't going to be as long as the chapters in the original book, but I just thought short breaks from depression would be nice!! Have fun reading!! - tokyoavenger :)) 💜

A young male who has depression seeks for answers as his life brings happiness after several attempts to commit suicide. And then gets all the powers he's ever wanted. He's the saver of the humans and the destroyer of the beast. He learns to never give up and to always keep fighting for what is right and soon loses all and becomes the man who is above the stars.

Im going through a rough time so I wrote this just trying to let some air out

You could try or you could cry

rivers of magnolia petals and honeycomb-checkered skies

Heaven is a teenage girl who is dealing with depression. She has been bullied her whole life. On her way to get to be a better her she finds new habits and friends.

made this when I needed reasons why

Some wounds are invisible, some battles are fought in silence, and some scars are carried alone. People say, "You handled it so well," but the truth? I didn't handle it. I went insane. I lost my spark. I bled in silence. I shattered alone. I wore a smile that lied better than any mask could. I survived it-not because I was strong, but because I had no other choice. Every sleepless night, every tear I swallowed, every weight I carried on my shoulders-it all built me. This is raw. This is unfiltered. This is what surviving feels like when the world expects you to crumble. This story, this poem, this journey-it's for anyone who has ever felt unseen, unheard, or forgotten. To those who are drowning in the noise of the world, feeling the weight of pain no one else acknowledges, know this: you are not alone. Your survival is your power. Your voice matters. Your story matters. And even in the darkest hours, even when you feel broken beyond repair, you are becoming more than your pain. You are becoming unstoppable. Read, feel, breathe, and remember: it's okay not to be okay. It's okay to struggle. It's okay to break-but it's also okay to rise, again and again.