Apathetic Stories

He wakes up in a van, with no recollection of previous events. There are 4 other people he is with, can he trust them? Or is it some sort of dream? Get to reading if you really want to know. ~~~ You can imagine what they wear. However, I gave a short description of their hair colour and skin tone. Btw this is my first time writing a story. So you can give me pointers. Much appreciated.

He's beyond perfect. His domineering presence is undeniably formidable as he stood tall and proud towering all over us. He has a sleek hair that shines like silver it radiates a dainty source of light. When he smirks, it's wicked - enticing yet devilish. Everyone might find themselves get enthralled and he seems obviously aware of it. . . • ° • • ° • • ° • Under his mercy. . . Such a wonderful morning to behold. He will never forget her panic-driven face. Wrapping his arms around her - touching, enjoying and taking all advantage. The moment he cradled her, there's an overwhelming spark it strangely struck him all over. He felt her warmth - her genuine heart. Without hesitations, she clinged into him as her safe refuge. This is - He didn't expect this. He didn't want this. He just wants to play! * * * * * * * * * Faithfully sworn a sacred oath. . . Attaining ascension, destroying a curse . . . However, upon reaching a long-awaited chance, intention becomes a burden and oath is meant to be broken. When emotion hazes a resolute mind, resisting becomes a struggle. Bordering between oath and love, does altering the fate defeats an inevitable? Does heart prevails and strong enough to endure?

Never thought I'd join Blue Spirits, but you know what they say, when stars align, they shit on you. When I was a kid, life was all about my sister. Everyone I'd ever known growing up had some poik spots somewhere. It was normal. Then these freak kids were born who never got em. Clean, and my sister was one of them. Those kids started to disappear. It had to be the Supremacy, and since they had been coming around more often, I felt like I had to guard my sister with my life. No one ever really questioned Supra around here. They just kind of let them do whatever. But there was one kid who wanted to make a difference, and everyone knew him by his nickname like a Super Hero. Rebellion. The Kid Crusader wanted to be behind it all, and for whatever reason, he wanted me to join him. Blue Spirits? Well that comes later. Just let me tell my story, for cryin' out loud. This is my story. It's kind of slow, but it's still mine nonetheless. Buckle up, kids. -Alex This book takes place within the Inherited universe *See also Locus: The Age of Spring, for another book/series in the same universe that has mention of this character. It is not necessary to read it to enjoy this book. Content Warning: This book will include violent scenes, death, and deteriorating mental psychosis.

Yeah sorry gained an idea on if someone became swap Gaster Also they may be apathetic or just confused on their feelings and MAYBE Autistic, I may be a bit wrong on apathetic or not completely accurate idk yet And it's a huge maybe on the autistic part it might be mentioned at some point or not I usually don't do this kind of story on something like using apathetic and perhaps autistic but i decided I wanted to try. And the maybe confused kind feelings is not knowing what they feel or if they even feel anything and all

A collection of my brain rambles, hastily written. Frantically thought up.

The world is ending and Angie is late for school. Angie is an odd kid. She still is, even if the world is gonna end. Shes always been like this, even from birth. "I'm not sure if I'm odd in a good or bad way, but I don't care what you think." - Angie The fact she's calm and unbothered about this situation is off-putting to others, to say the least. No one really knows what's wrong with her. She's always been calm. Maybe she just can't register the situation. Angie is late for school and probably won't make it on time. Angie was bored, so she decided to take an empty notebook she had left over and titled it, "The World is Ending & i'm Late 4 School" She will document everything that happens during the end of the world from the war. "I'm not sure how many parts there are going to be to this story because this is kinda just a random notebook I decided to write in to document everything out of pure boredom. It probably won't even continue for long." - Angie's disclaimer for the notebook.

Imagine a place barren and cold. Empty, devoid of life. Merely existing amongst the many other fragments of life. Sitting idly by, watching the world pass over. Imagine that place was inside a person, stored away deep in their heart. With each beat that barren and empty place is renewed, erasing whatever warmth may have seeped through. Now imagine this person being a weapon... ------------------------------------------------------------------ Phoenix has no control over the life she was thrust into, has never thought of rebelling against it. Yet there's a part in her that wants to, a part in her that wants to feel. She doesn't understand the dynamics that are her life, but she wants to. Come hell or high water she'll find herself again!

read the title again, slowly the only order is the order they're written

Day 0 she followed a stranger to his place Day 1 she asked him to pick a date for her death Day 2 She asked him to f**k her Day 3 She tried it on herself Day 4 She only cheered up under two situations Day 5 Bad Dream Day 6 She disappeared Day 7 Her wedding

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After drowning in alcoholism in her early-30's, Reiko Nova whose mind is constantly bathing with unnecessary thoughts finally succumb to her deathbed without regrets. Maybe there was one, and that was the thought that she could've drunk the finest tequila she tried to save for a certain occasion. Unfortunately for her, before she could belatedly have her eternal rest, a world that wasn't her own had thrust her in, forcing her to interact with people. But no, this is Reiko we are talking about. An apathetic antisocial prick, the woman was proficient in avoiding social interactions, but when the prominent characters, accompanied with their own halos, started clinging unto her, a character that was considered a "cannon fodder", destiny is what she has to fight against. However, evading these individuals with different obstacles that come along with them are easier said than done when the said people takes an indefinite liking to her. | ORIGINAL WORK | Baseline: May 2021 Endgame: --- [HIATUS] //school happened

Highest ranking : #20 in Poetry. This is my collection of poems. Poems about life, love, happiness, success and all other aspects of life. Poetry is art by means of words. It is a way of expression which cannot be portrayed by any other mean. It brings people together. It touches millions and changes lives... I have been writing from quite a long time and as many of you know I previously used to publish every poem of mine as a single upload. But now I've decided to bring them all together in a single book. Please do read all the poems, vote, comment and please share them. Your feedback will be extremely appreciated. -Viraj Rajendra Sanap.

A•pa•thy /adjective/ lack of feeling, emotion, interest, and concern. ~~~ I wake up and I go to work. I see faces, and I instantly forget them. Everyday, the same thing happens. Today, however, I see someone rush to a room, then more people. Then I hear screams. Then the police are here, asking me questions. I might have just witnessed a murder, but my lack of caring caused me to forget every important thing.

Ineffable - incapable of being expressed in words. A story in which I, the author, tells you about the real experiences a person with depression can go through. I've been diagnosed with depression myself for 2 years, I'm not writing this for my voice to be heard. I'm writing this so you know you aren't facing these problems in the dark with only yourself.

A college student encounters the tide when crossing a bridge.