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Most recently published stories in Humans.
Why You Should Apologize, Even If You Don't Want To
When you think of apologizing, you think that you're admitting that that person was right and you are wrong. That you're admitting you deserved what was said or done. That you're weak. That you had no right to do or say what you did. But that couldn't be more false.
By Ashley Hamilton8 years ago in Humans
A Tinder Success Story
It’s not every day that you meet your soulmate. Especially on Tinder. Typically, people think of tinder as a site for hookups and, very rarely, a relationship. I know that I used it hoping to find a relationship, and that is exactly what I had found.
By Kaitlyn Harker8 years ago in Humans
Everything Happens for a Reason
We hugged tightly, standing in the damp, cold that we were forced to call our summer for the past few years; my phone tightly pressed up against my ear. My Uber had arrived to take me home after a long, physically and emotionally tiring day.
By Aisha Chughtai8 years ago in Humans
Love After a Long On-Off Relationship
I spent the majority of my teenage years thinking that I would be with the same person for the rest of my life. I felt that I knew everything there possibly was to know about them, and that our bond was unbreakable after many hormone-driven tantrums and break-ups. We still found our way back to each other, that to me at the time was special. I'm now 19 years old, and now realise that this was, to put it lightly, total crap. However this issue isn't just exclusive to teenagers, on again-off again relationships seem to be more common now than ever, but is the hassle really worth it? I don't think so. Is there a better option? Definitely.
By Lucy Clarke8 years ago in Humans
I Almost Said 'I Do'
Almost. We've all had one of those almost perfect love stories; the guy we met unexpectedly and believed the accidental unexplainable connection meant "this is it." The conversations begin with our likes and dislikes, and somehow within hours, we're talking about marriage and planning a future. The most exciting part of someone new in our life is we are finally healed from the past heartache. We get those silly, heart beating out of our chest, world series winning kinda feelings again. This one is to the girls who keep letting their guard down countless times with no fear in the world. The girls who love deep and love quick. Once upon a time, that was me. Several times it was me, in fact. Each relationship I've ever started, left, or broken away from began the exact same way. I don't think the problem was how it began. It was, after it all ended, my heart still beating for these people who left me broken hearted several times. My worst habit was never letting myself fully recover from each love. The idea of having them want me again made me feel alive again. Well, over the past week I've started to work on that habit and learn to love myself. Thousands of people say to love your self before dating anyone, and it never really worked that way for me. Except things changed this time around. I'm taking full control over my heart and emotionally damaged self.
By Amy Johnson8 years ago in Humans
Blind Love
When I was younger I dreamed of my "Happily Ever After," always watching Disney fairytales I expected that life or at least something close to it. In grade school I had my first crush in grade six, he was gorgeous and popular. Almost the entire school was friends with him, and to me he looked like he was created by angels. Back then I was so carefree that I feared nothing. I gathered my courage and picked a beautiful flower and gave it to him. Now I wasn't expecting something grand but for sure did not expect what I got in return. For an entire year after expressing feelings to him I was tormented and bullied until I finally graduated. All his friends would chase me around and call me names. He would embarrass me in front of the whole school and laugh. I felt so ashamed for telling someone I liked them, and it got worse from there on out.
By Kaiden Williams8 years ago in Humans
Sweet Dreams
Sweet Dreams By: Rebecca Today is the day. I am going to ask out my crush to prom, AKA the most popular guy in the school, Jake! I am so nervous. What if he says no? What if he already has a date to prom? Wait, stop! there are so many “what ifs,” I need to stop thinking about those and focus on the positive.
By Rebecca Black8 years ago in Humans
First Sight
All she wanted to do was sleep, after a long day, all she wanted to do was sleep in her own bed, covered in pillows and stuffed animals left from when she was a baby to keep her warm. But that had changed when all she focused on was his soft voice, how he was so caring, how handsome he was, just him. For a moment he was the only thing in the world with her. She didn’t know him as he didn’t know her, but the connection was real and strong as they bonded over everyone while trying to be so true to each other while being interesting. But she knew in that second with talking about the thing she most cared for, she didn’t have to pretend, he saw her. She had finally made a friend in less than one hour of walking home from the bus where he waited for her to make sure she got home safe. She felt safe. She felt safe for the first time in her life, she didn’t have to pretend, she didn’t have to care (although she cared a lot), she didn’t have to be someone else, all she had to be was herself. He made that so easy. No matter how nervous they both were, how she couldn’t speak and he couldn’t stop, how the connection was too powerful for either of them to realize what was going on, for them to stop. Stop still at the end of the roundabout, for him to go no further, for her to wonder why he stopped. Had she done something wrong? Then she realized she was nearly home and he respected her privacy, they didn’t know each other even though they felt like they knew each other for years. They stopped and so did their hearts. They said a friendly goodbye and parted there separate ways to where they knew they would see each other again.
By Amber Neville8 years ago in Humans
