Everybody has a tale of how they came to be - some tell the journey to strength, some tell the journey to happiness. Some happen to involve cruelty and torture. This is the story of the crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ PUPPET BOY PREQUEL created Nov. 30, 2015. IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT

Bethany started Wrestling to finally let out some aggression. She was not expecting to find her person and make some enemies on the way.

"At this point, you'd know the boy is going to win, you're rooting for him. But, you find yourself secretly wishing that the girl in the wrestling shoes would win." "Cobra." I say outloud. "Cobra?" He asks, puzzled. "It'll be the start of a female wrestling legacy." "Man's oldest sport, it's not just for the boys anymore." - unknown

Just a whole book full of different scary stories to entertain you, the reader, none of it is my own work. Enjoy!

[first book in the 'sad' series] highest ranking: #8 on short story (omg what. thank u so much. this means a lot. i love you xx) note: if you don't read girlxgirl stories and you don't like them, then don't read this. you don't need to hate (: all rights reserved. © calumisnotasian (2015)

Yup, as your eyes glanced at the title you must've guessed what this book is about--skinny girl problems. Now you all are probably: "What the hell, who would they complain, sluts!" Um, the fact that we're thin means nothing, we still have questions asked everyday, statements that make us roll our eyes and plead to slap the one who asked. And yes, since you're probably wondering, I am one of those 'sluts' and I have problems to share. If your thick or thin, this is the book for you, you think that all the thin people have it easy? Dead wrong. You are thin and you're reading this? Good, nod your head in agreement. --- Problems that skinny girls have, statements that they're tired of hearing and questions that they're tired of answering. --- #FreeYourBody

When Rena meets Brent, he is a dream come true. He is a real gentleman, funny, caring and even her overly protective father likes him. But then, she discovers a different side of Brent - a violent side that scares her. Promising that this had been a one time slip up, she forgives him. After all, he is the love of her life. She dosn't see the signs -- the controlling, the alienation from her friends and dad, the obsession he has with her. She is like putty in his hands. Over time, she learns about the Cycle of Abuse the hard way and she even tries to break free. But in the end, she only sees one way out and it will likely cost her everything. Best Ranking: #2 in ChickLit Winner of the 1st Corner Booth contest Authors Note: This is a story about domestic violence and can be disturbing at times. Even though the people in this book are fictional, abuse at the hands of a loved one is real. It is something that can happen to any of us, even to teenagers like Rena. Please do not read this book if you find this topic disturbing. It is not designed to upset anyone but to raise awareness. Copyright©2015 by Sally Mason All rights reserved Cover by @lucyface Image "Girl"; courtesy of Rolands Lakis

for the guy i see every so often but i'm too shy to talk to