Both parents are alcoholics her father rapes her and her mother doesn't care high school isn't any better she's always teased there and if she ever tells her boyfriend will he help her seek revenge, will he turn against her just like the rest did or will the tables be turned?
Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random
Stories that word into deep poetry. The meanings behind these threads of thoughts are forever to be embroidered into yours. The reason for depth is the lack of light, but beauty displayed just right. Wade on if you want to delve further, for the deeper you go, there will be more to discover. ~If you read those lines...
"You..." you say, shocked to see him. "Y-Your the guy from the park... Aren't you?" "That's me all right," he says. "I believe I didn't introduce myself. My name is Jeffrey Woods, but everyone knows me as Jeff the killer. I'd prefer if you call me Jeff, thank you."
The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )
In this horror short, a father and son must come to terms with their tumultuous history, devastating family loss, and a past that will not stay buried. Memories are slippery, violent things and lying to one's self can be deadly.
Real Ghost stories, that will send chills trough your body, that you'll have night-mares about, they will scare you, maybe even terrify you!
A collection of poems reflecting life. Contains scenes of depression, anxiety, suicide. Probably not updated frequently. *CAUTION MAY CONTAIN MATERIAL NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS* *TRIGGER WARNING: CERTAIN THINGS WROTE HERE MAY TRIGGER DEPRESSION/SUICIDAL THOUGHTS. READERS READ AT THEIR OWN RISK*
These spine chilling stories will make you squirm and duck for cover under your blanket. If you like horror this is a good book for you. But one word of advice... Don't read this at night.
Well these are all my poems. I hope you like them. If you have any suggestions I'm open haha. Well yea.
These are stories, True? Maybe. You find out yourself. So grab a blanket, turn out the lights... It's Creepy pasta time! I don't own any of the stories and the credit goes directly to the original owners.
"Do I know you?" He whispered to me.. "No, but you will soon," I replied as I turned and walked away...
Maybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, because in reality... we are society. I've come to realize that just maybe...
Lilly found a girl who she thought she could share her life with. A girl with long black hair and bright eyes but there was just one little problem. That girl didn't know she liked girls -- a girl who said she was as pin straight as her ebony tresses. So, this was going to be harder than she originally thought. Still...
