Identified Stories

Fabricated. Everything was fabricated. My life, my biological connection to the family that I grew up with, my identity, and to sum it up, everything that concerns my ex...

Heyyy, so these are poems I wrote myself. I am used to write whenever I'm bored, due to the fact that writing is my passion, not to mention how much I love poetry So...

an unbelievable world

The unsent project version of Wattpad. Some messages remain unsent. Some words remain unsaid. Some tears remain unshed. Some smiles remain unseen. Some hearts remain unc...

Hulam was an ordinary man who went to work and returned five times a week. One day, on the way home, a bus passes by and sprinkles not only his pants, but his whole life...

Just me talking about nothing and everything and probably making no sense at all what-so-ever. Enjoy!!