Assylum Stories

Random shit i wrote

'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.

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.)

this is an Evan Peters fanfic.

ℑ𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔐𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔶, 𝔚𝔬𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔰!!! "It was all a lie.....IT. IS. ALL. A. LIE!!!!" I screamed, crying and regretting. "Never" was all he could say at that time while being a crying mess......

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?

She's a bad bitch Hes bad ass. she's fierce. He's ferocious she's crazy He's insane

This will be another story of my favorite couple from the TV series "The Flash", the Snowbarry couple. In this plot, Caitlin goes to work, against her mother's wishes, for Central Ciy, in an assylum for meta-humans, and there meets Barry Allen, an ex-superhero who is shattered due to an incident with his last mission. Cailtin's job is to help Barry with whatever it takes and she will soon discover that what he really needs is to go back to being the superhero he once was. Will Barry Allen go back to his superheroic life? Will Caitlin Snow adapt to working in an assylum? And when these two begin to get closer... Will a friendship be just that? A simple friendship? Or could it be something else?

"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...

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

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!

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.

Abandon at a mental institution by her parents and left to be traded off with the other girls Emily Nurse has never wanted to die until now. Desperately wanting to escape this twisted fate she discovers she is a recarnation of the Rebecca Nurse from the salem witch trials along with four other girls who are trying to escape as well but its not easy when the handsome Erik Ipswitch is sent to kill them.

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