10 days ago the apocalypse began. 5 days ago I got bitten. 2 days ago my heart stopped beating. Today, I live in fear of the "survivors" who kill all of our kind before even registering what has happened to us. Most of us fully "turned" and became savage canabalistic beasts but some of us are... special. We didn't lose our minds. In fact I feel even smarter than before, as if some button in my brain was pressed by the virus. Enabling thoughts and abilities I didn't even know I was capable of. I suppose you could call them "superpowers" - if you wanted to sound childish. Most people call it "The Gift" but the survivors see us as mutated monsters who should be exterminated. Tonight we make our stand. Written by TheGifted

if you are very easily triggered, please don't read this. i don't think this is very graphic, but please be cautious i don't want anyone hurting themselves. inspired by forest by twenty one pilots

The demons that haunt Elliott are turning him slowly insane, and the skeletons in his closet are begging him to play their sick little games. With an abusive mother breathing down his neck and horrifying secrets threatening to spill from his lips, Elliott is trapped. He knows he isn't allowed to love, but suddenly the thought has sparked his interest. Love may save him, but only he can decide who will help fight his demons. (highest rankings) #6 in Mystery/Thriller #1 in Horror *FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER: https://twitter.com/UWbooks