Asseylum Stories

"He was deemed untreatable. She thought she could save him. She didn't realize she was the one walking into a trap." Dr. samantha vincent prides herself on her clinical detachment. As a top forensic psychologist at Blackwood Sanitarium, she has handled the worst of the worst. But she is entirely unprepared for zade frosent. Brilliant, violently unpredictable, and utterly devoid of remorse, zade has driven his last three therapists to early retirement-and one to the brink of madness. When samantha takes his case, she vows to remain the one in control. But zade doesn't want to be cured; he wants to play. As their hourly sessions turn into a dangerous game of psychological warfare, samantha's professional boundaries begin to fracture. Because zade knows her deepest secrets, and he won't stop until he tears her pristine mind apart, piece by piece. ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of intense psychological manipulation, psychological warfare, and depictions of institutional violence. Reader discretion is advised.

Hi. I'm Mitchell kale. I don't know what ice cream tastes like, I swear I used to but I just don't anymore. I like tasting lips and wearing my hair loose, I also enjoy ice cream, not as much as tasting lips though. My sense of humor is none existent but I guess it would be expected if you were described as insane all your life. Shhhh! Don't gasp so. Loud, yes! I'm insane, now let's move past that. I am Mitchell kale and this is a story of how I died. Neh... I'm kidding, see? I think I get that sarcasm thing... or isn't it?. I'm mental but technically, we all are. Several murder cases, a nut job on the loose and mathematics exams to deal with! Life is truly unfair to Mitchell kale, follow mitchie and her friends as she seeks to solve the mystery behind her past and tries to resist the alluring Nickolas in the process (Chapters 10 and 9 got mixed up so you have to read nine before ten now. Sorry.)

"What have you done to me!?" my voice growing shrill by the minute. "What do you mean?" replied Amy, her back to the crystal-black wall. I walk closer to her glowing, almost real, body. "I'm fading." I seethe, my voice barely above a whisper. All of a sudden I fall to the ground, feel my body go strangely numb. Shaking uncontrollably, i looked up to see Amy, now facing towards my vibrating body. Her eyes smiled no more, and her crooked mouth turned down at the corners. She reminded me of a lost girl, searching the street for her mother. "Nothing I can do about it." she snarled. I choke with the heavy amount of blood that rushed to my mouth. I stare dazedly at my hands and realize it that it was not blood. It was my soul. "I'm sorry Tegan." murmured Amy, her ghostly body hovering just inches from mine. That was the last thing I could remember. Before I blacked out...

Mary Jane was insane and everyone who knew it Would stay away until today When Kyla Jennings blew it. ------- Kyla Jennings decided that she wanted to go into the insane asylum. The one that had been abandoned for over a hundred years. The walls crumbled, the beds, the bathtubs everything. Her and 3 girls decided to stay the night. Good idea? Here is the story about the 3 stupid girls who stayed the night in the Stoney creek insane asylum.

The only way you'll escape him is if you play along with him... A young woman is missing. Another woman is found dead, with a vial in her mouth containing a cryptic message. Following this is a string of murders in Sickleton, all with a twisted connection... Detectives Cole and Ashley face their deadliest case yet, finding that they too have become caught in the web of the twisted mind of a murderer, and realise that the only way to stop the brutal killings and kidnappings spreading across Sickleton is to play along with the killer... The body count is rising. Time is running out. And it seems the enemy has the upper hand.

My first Horror short story about something that contains white, death and numbers.

'What are we?' They were the odd ones. The people who was not 'normal', the one with mental illness. 'Was it our fault?' No, the one who made them like this were the one at fault. The healthy, normal people. 'What will happen to us after this?' Death. It was the only thing that awaited them, the sole option they made for themselves. 'What will you do?' We would offer you our help. We didn't understand you, but we would like to try and help you. We would do everything to 'cure' you. Because, no one was better in this field than us. Because, no one could love you more than we did. Because, no better place for you to come than 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐦. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a story of patients with mental problems and their psychiatrists. I don't know much about mental illness and all, but i'm taking on the challenge to write this genre. English is not my first language, so excuse my grammar and other mistakes along the story. Lastly, enjoy the sessions (｡•ω•｡) WARNING : WHILE I WON'T DWELVE MUCH INTO THE ISSUE DUE TO MY LACK OF KNOWLEDGE AND EXPERIENCE, BEWARE OF ANY TRIGGERS.

These are storied I wrote during Driver's Ed. I thought to myself while I was sitting in class, 'I already know this...' So I puled out my pencil and notebook and began writing. I started with Exodus of the Spoons and wrote plenty more random stories :) some are funny and others belong to a blog that is nonexistent... But I don't write funny stories so they're just stories :)

Devon Riley has no aspirations, no dreams, and a pretty dull life. However, when Lacey Abrams crosses his path, this all changes. Devon, the high school dropout, is now on his path to becoming a successful psychiatrist in NYC, but at what cost? What happens when the man who was once saved by an ambitious, kind girl must become her savior? What if failure becomes his only hope?

This is a historically accurate version of the life of Alice Cullen whilest still in the mental Assylum she has no memory of. It is supposed to be upsetting so this is a warning to those who don't know anything about the treatments of these, often innocent people. I wanted to put it up even though my other short story has been basically ignored but please people if you have five minutes have a read!! And please read Meaning Of Soulless too!

Asher Brodson ends up in a mental hospital, has no clue how he got there. This is his attempt at escape.

An exciting story about drama, asylums, diseases, and underaged drinking. Coming to you live from the stupid class of creative writing <3

a crazy one shot xo

Ella is a typical 17 year old small town girl. She'd lived in London, Ontario her whole life, but she wanted to see the world, luckily a scholarship to Oxford made that easier. Although her life is turned upside down when she gets a once in a life time chance to work backstage at a One Direction concert in Toronto thanks to her sisters boyfriend. In 2 days she is faced with trauma and loose but also finds herself falling for a certain Irish lad. Niall and Ella both make mistakes, some more forgivable than others... Will they be able to take a chance on each other and over come all the tabloids, rumors and drama, or will they fall through?