"The Mad House Is Where I Belong"Type: Stand alone
Genre: Short story
Story Status: Completed
Mature Rating: No
Description: I like inflicting pain. Not on others but on myself. Some people would call me depressed but I'm not. If anything the pain makes me happy.
I started "self harming" at the mere age of nine. Or at least, that's what she called it. My therapist, I mean. She ended up giving me a life time supply of antidepressants and some shitty advice.
I'm now eighteen, rotting in jail, and awaiting my death sentence.
This is my story and if I'm quite honest, you don't want to hear it.
a/n: Another story of mine I immensely dislike. It's just really unrealistic and is in desperate need of editing.
I don't even need haters to criticise my stories. I do it just fine, myself.
YOU ARE READING
Prompts And Shit
RandomAs described in the title... prompts and shit! (the term "shit" can be taken literally or metaphorically). A small collection of original novelettes/novellas, which didn't seem good enough to be their own story, but seemed too good to not be publis...