Romantic stories are short to read. Love stories and romantic life stories

Psychologists have long proven that when a person expresses his thoughts on paper, it is great calming, and the situation seems to be cleared up.

When you see your story in print, there is an outside observation effect. You seem to be moving away from the situation, and, reading your own story, it seems that it happened to someone else.

Very often this makes it possible to take a sober look at things and look at them from a different angle. At such moments, your own brain can suggest an answer to a question that seemed insoluble before. After all, we all know how to give advice when it comes not to ourselves. Someone else's situation always seems simpler and clearer.

This is the case for this section on the site.

Real female stories

How to write your story?

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Don't try to create a literary masterpiece. It is important for you to tell everything in your own words, the way you used to express yourself. Also, don't try to avoid grammatical mistakes. Write from the bottom of your heart. Only then the description of the situation will give a psychological effect and it will become easier for you. Thus, you can see your story not only the way you see it, but also from a different point of view, although all the events and facts set out in it will remain unchanged.

And further. Send not only stories about what happened to you recently, and what you have not figured out yet. Write about cases that once seemed insoluble to you, but ended in something good. Such letters will help those to whom at the moment it seems that everything is rolling into an abyss and there is no way out.

Thanks to everyone who has already shared their real life stories, and to those who are just going to do it.

Elena Bogushevskaya

All these touching and cute stories from real life, after reading which you begin to believe that this world is not so bad ...

Here it is - the power of love! So different, but so real!

I teach English at a social center for the disabled and senior citizens. So before the start of the lesson, my elderly students fuss, open notebooks, put on glasses and hearing aids. And then an 81-year-old student, while adjusting his hearing aid, said to his wife:

Tell me something.

I love you, ”she whispered.

What? - he twirled his device.

They were both embarrassed, and he kissed her gently on the cheek. I have to teach English, and I cry. Love is!

I'm 32. They didn't sell the martini in the store (I didn't take my passport). The husband shouted across the hall: "Yes, sell it to my daughter, everything is fine."

My grandfather was very fond of borscht. And that's why my grandmother cooked it all month, except for one day when she cooked some kind of soup. And on this very day, after eating a bowl of soup, the grandfather said: “Of course, the soup is good, but, Petrovna, could you cook borscht tomorrow? I missed him madly. "

For 3 years of relationship, they gave me socks, SOCKS! The most common cheap socks! When I opened the “gift” with a suspicious face, something fell out of one and jumped under the sofa. Restraining righteous anger, I climbed after him, and there lies a beautiful wedding ring powdered with dust! I get out, look, and this miracle is kneeling with a blissful smile and says: "Dobby wants to have a master!"

My aunt has three children. It so happened that the middle child has been sick for 4 years, part of the brain has been removed. Constant resuscitation, expensive medications. In general, you do not wish the enemy. The eldest, 6 years old, has a dream to have hair up to her toes. They never cut their hair, didn't even allow the ends - hysterics right away. Her class teacher calls, says she did not come to the last lesson. It turned out that instead of a lesson, she asked some high school girl to cut her hair in order to sell her hair and buy medicine for the younger one.

From the moment the newborn daughter began to utter the first sounds, I secretly taught my wife to say the word "mother" so that this word would be her first uttered. And then the other day I came home earlier than usual, and no one heard me. I go into the room with my wife and child, and my wife secretly teaches my daughter to pronounce the word "papa" ...

Today I asked my husband why he no longer says that he loves me. He replied that after I crashed his car, the very fact that I am still healthy and live in his house is already proof of his ardent love.

How interesting fortune works: on the bus I came across a lucky ticket, I ate it, and ten hours later with poisoning I got to the hospital, where I met my whole life.

When I went to school, my mother always woke me up in the morning. Now I am studying in another city several thousand kilometers away, my school is at 8:30, and my mother is at work by 10, but every morning she calls me at 7 am and wishes good morning. Take care of your mothers: they are the most valuable thing you have.

Recently, I often hear from others: “passed”, “he is not who he was before,” “she has changed” ... My great-grandmother said: imagine your soul mate sick and helpless. Illness removes beauty from a person, and helplessness reveals real feelings. You will be able to take care of day and night, spoon-feed and clean up after him, receiving in return only a feeling of gratitude - this is love, and everything else is children's whims.

At the dacha of friends, the door to the house slams. At night I wanted to smoke - I quietly went out into the street when everyone was already asleep. I come back - the door is closed. And exactly a minute later, my girlfriend came out into the street, who felt that something was wrong, woke up and went to look for me. Here it is - the power of love!

She worked in a shop with chocolate products (figurines, etc.). A boy of 10-11 years old came in. In the hands of a pencil case. And then he says: “Is there anything more than 300 rubles? This is for mom. " I gave him a set and he poured a bunch of coins onto the table. And a penny, and rubles ... We sat, counted 15 minutes, so nice! Mom was very lucky with such a son: probably the last money, but she spends on chocolate for mom.

Once I saw how one old man got acquainted with one old woman at a bus stop. At first he looked at her for a long, long time, and then he plucked several branches of lilacs, went up to this grandmother and said: “This lilac is as beautiful as you are. My name is Ivan". It was so sweet. He has a lot to learn.

A story told by my girlfriend.

She went to the store today with her younger brother (he is 2 years old). He saw a girl, about 3 years old. He grabbed her hand and pulled her along. The girl was in tears, and her father was not at a loss and said: "Get used to it, daughter, boys always show their love in a strange way."

When I told my mother about a girl I like, she always asked two questions: "What color are her eyes?" and "What kind of ice cream does she like?" I am already 40, and my mother died a long time ago, but I still remember that she had green eyes and loved a glass of chocolate chips, just like my wife.

This section is dedicated to the topic of love stories. And we women simply adore this topic. Reading love stories, we learn not only from the mistakes of other girls, but also from their successes in winning men's hearts. We do not always have time to read long romance novels, but we really want love, at least fictional. But the women's magazine "Svoi rules" will tell you not only about the love fantasies of our readers, but also about real love stories that happened in their lives.

It started with a real love story my mother told me. This story took place before her eyes. The main character is the best friend. It so happened that the first and real youthful love ended in marriage and marriage, but not at all those ... And nevertheless, true love was carried through the years and already in adulthood, Nadezhda and Vladimir met again and then they did not make mistakes, perfect in youth. This is a real life love story. Read and discuss, not everything is so simple in it ...

Fantasy love stories or reality?

Another quivering love story - The Love Game for Life. It's pointless to talk about it - you need to read and enjoy the plot.

For those who remember the pioneer camps and the romance associated with this time, and maybe those who heard about the pioneer camps from their parents, will be interested in a slightly naive, but no less interesting love story that happened in the pioneer camp.

New Year's matchmaking is another fabulous love story. Fiction, or, really, it's up to you. You will definitely like the ending of this fairy tale!

The next love story did not fit into one article, so it was published in the "Dreams Come True" trilogy. Perhaps, after reading love stories on our women's website, your fantasy will play out, and you will come up with your no less interesting love story, or maybe you want to tell about a real love story that happened to you personally. In any case, we will be glad if you share your impressions on the pages of the women's magazine "Svoi rules", as Angela did. Her love story also did not fit into the format of a short article, the more interesting it is to read the continuation of the love story "Strawberries are bitter."

"Where are you?" - this is a cry from the heart. The next reader told us about her love story with the hope that her lost love will be found after reading this confession.

Whatever life is, each of us has love stories. Whether they are optimistic or saturated with sadness, the main thing is that they are.

Love story - this is an event or story of a love event from the life of lovers, which acquaints us with the emotional passions that flared up in the hearts of people who love each other.

Happiness that is somewhere very close

I walked along the pavement. I held high heels in my hands, because the heels fell through the dimples. What a sun! I smiled at him because it shone right into my heart. There was a bright foreboding of something. When it began to escalate, the bridge ended. And here - mysticism! The bridge ended - it started to rain. Moreover, very unexpectedly and abruptly. After all, there was not even a cloud in the sky!

Interesting…. Where did the rain come from? I took neither umbrella nor raincoat. I really didn't want to get wet to the strings, because the dress I was wearing was very expensive. And as soon as I thought about it - it became clear to me that luck exists! A red car (very pretty) - stopped beside me. The guy who was driving opened the window and invited me to quickly dive into the salon of his car. If the weather were nice - I would have thought, show off, I would have been afraid of course ... And since the rain intensified, I did not think for a long time. I literally flew into the seat (near the driver's seat). It dripped like I just got out of the shower. I greeted, shivering from the cold. The boy threw a jacket over my shoulders. It became easier, but I felt the temperature rise. I was silent because I did not want to speak. The only thing I was waiting for was warming up and changing clothes. Alexey (my savior) seemed to have guessed my thoughts!

He invited me to his place. I agreed, because I forgot my keys at home, and my parents went to the dacha for a whole day. Somehow I didn't want to go to see my girlfriends: they follow their guys. And they will start laughing when they see what happened to my expensive outfit. I was not afraid of this unfamiliar Leshko - I liked him. I wanted us to be friends at least. We came to him. I stayed with him - Live! We fell in love with each other like teenagers! Imagine…. Just saw each other - fell in love. I just came to visit - they began to live together. The most beautiful thing in this whole story is our triplets! Yes, we have such "unusual" kids, "lucky" ours! And everything is just beginning….

A story about instant falling in love and a quick proposal

We met in an ordinary cafe. Trite, nothing out of the ordinary. Then everything was more interesting and much ... "Interesting" began, it would seem ... - with little things. He began to look after me beautifully. I took him to movies, restaurants, parks, zoos. I once hinted that I love attractions. He took me to a park where there were many attractions. He said to choose what I want to ride. I chose something reminiscent of "Super - 8", because I like it when there is a lot of extreme. I persuaded him to join the company. She persuaded, but he did not agree immediately. He admitted that he was afraid that he had ridden such cars only as a child, and that was all. And then he cried a lot (from fear). And in adulthood, he did not skate because he had seen enough news of all sorts, where they showed how people got stuck at a height, how they died on such "swing" of the unfortunate. But, for the sake of my beloved, he forgets for a moment about all fears. And I didn’t know that I was not the only reason for his heroism!

Now I'll tell you what the culmination actually was. When we were at the very top of the attraction ... .. He put a ring on my finger, smiled, quickly shouted that I should marry him, and we rushed down. I don't know how he managed to accomplish all this in a hundredth slice of a second! But it was pleasant to the extreme. My head was spinning. But it is not clear why. Either because of a wonderful pastime, or because of a great offer. It was both very pleasant. I received all this pleasantness in one day, in one instant! I can’t believe it, to be completely honest. The next day we went to submit an application to the registry office. The wedding day was set. And I began to get used to the planned future, which would make me the happiest. Our wedding, by the way, at the end of the year, in winter. I wanted it in the winter, and not in the summer, in order to avoid banality. After all, they still rush to the registry office in the summer! In the spring, as a last resort….

A beautiful story about love from the life of lovers

I went to visit relatives by train. I decided to take a ticket to a reserved seat so that it would not be so scary to go. And then, you never know…. A lot of all sorts of bad people meet. I got to the border successfully. We were dropped off at the border because something was wrong with the passport. Flooded with water, the font was smeared on the names. They decided that the document was forged. It is useless to argue of course. Therefore, I did not waste time on arguments. I had nowhere to go, but it was insulting. Because I began to really hate myself. Yeah…. With my negligence…. Itself is to blame for everything! So I walked, for a long, long time, along the railway line. I was walking, but I didn't know where. The main thing was that I was walking, fatigue knocked me down. And I thought that I would knock…. But I walked another fifty steps, and I heard the guitar. Now I was already on the call of the guitar. It's good that my hearing is good. Got it! The guitarist was not that far away. The same amount had to go through. I love the guitar, so I no longer felt tired. The kid (with the guitar) was sitting on a large pebble, not far from the railway. I sat down next to him. He pretended not to notice me at all. I played along with him, and just enjoyed the music flying from the guitar strings. He played excellently, but I was very surprised that he did not sing anything. I am used to the fact that if they play such a musical instrument, then they also sing something romantic.

When the stranger stopped playing amazingly, he looked at me, smiled, and asked where I came from. I drew attention to the heavy handbags, which I barely - barely dragged to the "accidental" stone.

Then he said that he was playing so that I could come. He called me a guitar, as if he knew that I was coming. In any case, he played and thought about his beloved. Then he put the guitar aside, heaped my bags on his back, took me in his arms, and carried me. Where - I found out only later. He took me to his country house, which was nearby. And he left the guitar on the stone. He said that he no longer needs her ... .. With this wonderful man I have been for almost eight years. We still remember our unusual acquaintance. Even more, I remember that guitar left on the stone, which turned our love story into a magical one, like a fairy tale….

Continuation. ... ...

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