Childtrauma Stories

"𝐀𝐚𝐩 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐢𝐰𝐢, 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐨𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡 𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐞... 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢." ~ Manav Kashvi Rajput "𝐘𝐞𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞... 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞." ~ Kashvi Manav Raghuvanshi --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a world of honor, legacy, and power, two strangers are bound not by choice... but by destiny. Kashvi Rajput - A girl whose life changes in a single moment when she becomes a replacement bride, tied to a relationship she had never imagined... not even in her wildest dreams. Manav Raghuvanshi - A man of control and silence, never thought to be in love, yet fate binds him to her. What begins as an Unexpected marriage slowly unfolds into unspoken emotions and unexpected feelings. But within the palace walls, with time, their bond grew stronger, filling every corner with a love neither of them had ever expected. A royal tale of destiny, sacrifice, and a love born in the most unexpected moment...

⚠ Warning : This story carries deep emotional intensity and explores heavy themes that may feel overwhelming at times. Please read with care. It includes elements such as harsh language, difficult childhood experiences, emotional trauma, anger, and mental health struggles. Disclaimer: This is a fictional story created for storytelling purposes only. It does not support or encourage any harmful behavior or actions shown within the narrative. Tropes.. ✧ Tragic Past × Broken ML ✧ Silenced Passion ✧ Betrayal × Shattered Trust ✧ Toxic Parenting ✧ Lost Innocence ✧ Revenge Arc ✧ Brotherhood ✧ Reborn in power Note: English is not my first language, so please forgive any grammatical mistakes. . . . Sometimes we hope for one thing, but fate decides another. Sometimes it brings happiness... sometimes unbearable pain. For Yoongi, life was never kind. He never knew a mother's love, and the home that should have been safe only became a place of coldness and cruelty. His childhood was stolen, his innocence shattered, and the scars he carries are invisible to the world. Every smile he wears is a lie, every day a battle he must survive, and every quiet moment is filled with the weight of loneliness too heavy to bear. Will Yoongi find a way to heal and embrace the light, or is his heart destined to remain trapped in darkness forever? The lonely boy __Written by flwerwrtx

Maraming ang nagsasabi na maswerte palagi ang mga anak na bunso dahil naibibigay sakanila ang lahat ng kanilang kahilingan, mga bagong laruan,damit , gamit at syempre minamahal ng tunay at wagas... Ngunit kung tatanungin ang mga bunso totoo ba? Ang mga paratang ito?

Famous quotes and lines from the characters. Feeding my IOTNBO withdrawals.. *butterfly hug*

y/n a 21-year-old girl who lived with her abusive parents... But before feeling bad for her, you should get to know her... Anyhow, she moves in with her uncle Nick and daughter Deliah and her "friend" for a while... What will happen when they find out her secret... "what's done in the dark will come to light..." ( this is based on the "springtrap and Deliah" comic.) (A/N This story is just for fun!)

What if you found everything you were looking for in a man you couldn't be with? A man with a respected profession and impeccable honor? A man who is, ultimately, a trap? But what if this man himself made the first move? Would you still resist? Emmanuela Besar has been numb to life ever since her father's infidelity shattered her family. As a child, she only saw her parents' grief and tears, leaving her starved for affection-a wound she carries into her adulthood. All Emmanuela desires is to feel loved and safe. She found this in a man who, ironically, made her life even more miserable. Will she choose to stay blind, clinging to the emotions she's longed for, or will she leave to heal and find true peace?

This is a short story of how I overcame trauma.

a story in which a boy named kim taehyung is the new kid in the neighborhood and school, he is the shy quiet kid, and jeon jungkook being the younger one, is the more social and smiley kid. Jungkook has a weird feeling that he has to be with taehyung and protect him, he wants to become taehyungs friend and see where their friendship goes, While Taehyung has a reason behind his introvertness,

Few stories that probably shouldn't have happened.

nct markhyuck ! • children have friends, but broken ones need someone else to compensate. • © astriixm lowercase intended

Another ordinary and boring high school day, 9th graders are sitting in class listening to their teacher ramble about another one of his weird topic. It was always unfair to them. They had an extra subject called "defence," which is only applied for them...how tiring, right? Yet they didn't know how valuable this subject became once the shining finally came... . . . Hello everyone! Author here to give a quick note: I've been planning to make this thing for a whilleeeeee but i never had the time to do so, it's an original work but it is inspired by some books, animes and manwhas bcs im obsessed with those (Ex. Pjo, Orv, TTIGRAAS) I am very happy to actually start on this and finally publish the first chapter! If this blows up, I'll be happy. If it doesn't, then that's fine! Idk if i can write every so often, but anyway, i hope you all enjoy this stupid little series i made -^-, (The draft for this was way more confusing, lmao) Also, take note that this is gonna be very long since i wanna make a chapter per character and have chapters with no specific perspective because i have some ideas, hehe....anyway! Stay tuned if you actually like this thing (Spoiler: This story includes universe and planet hopping)

This is a book that will keep you up all night and with a huge twist! Ash Crawford and Mathilda Westbrooke is meant for each other but they haven't meet yet until... Mathilda, 16 has growed up with lost of trauma and guilt that has made her into a loner she thinks but now it all changes.. Ash, 18 is a rich buisness mans son from france and has alot of guilt, lies and secrets behind his back. Hurt. Guilt. Lies. Blames. Working progess...

Finally updating this desc lol . This story contains / will contain the following . - Child abuse - Child neglect - Gore in graphic detail - Extreme bullying - Dehumanization - Derealization - Manipulation - Twisted view on reality and life Enjoy reading this small 9 y/o boy's story !!

"Who are You?" "what's your name?" " Are you aware that either you are a suspect or witness to seven brutal murders? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ She has been there. Always. None of the staff or patients has ever heard her voice. She sits there like a mannequin. Her identity was unknown. Who was she? What is her name? Where is her home? No idea. She was just there one day. ************************************************************************* Seven murders. Motive unknown. Killer unknown. Cause of death unknown. The police have no other evidence to investigate. Except for one person. A mysterious unidentified woman. Either a suspect or a witness. But what will they do when she doesn't even speak, she doesn't even respond. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He was a successful psychologist. He has saved people. Saved their dreams. His dreams were of a happy family with his love and their upcoming child which was going to happen soon. But suddenly everything just becomes a dream. What remained was the memory of a blood bath of the woman he loved dearly. He needs answer. And if the woman is the key, then he will make her speak. But is he ready to hear the truth? But again, Who was this mysterious woman? Who is this mysterious patient?

this story is a real story i heard from a friend and i got consent to write his/her story about him/her being abuse by the people around him/her but i changed the names for privacy

My name is Lumine. A name that sounds radiant, filled with light-but I feel none of it. I am nothing more than a doll, a puppet dangling from the strings of my parents' suffocating pride. They crafted me into their perfect display piece, parading me like a prize they won rather than a person they raised. Every step I take, every word I utter, every breath I draw-it all feels scripted, rehearsed for their audience. My life is not my own; it's a carefully choreographed performance. My parents are meticulous directors, their eyes sharp and unyielding. They've perfected the art of pretending, of projecting an image of flawless family bliss. Behind closed doors, though, the air is icy. My father's commands echo through the halls like thunder, and my mother's criticisms drip with venom cloaked in sugar. They don't see me as a daughter, only as a mirror to reflect their imagined perfection. I am their legacy, they say, their ticket to admiration and envy. But at what cost? I've forgotten what it feels like to have a dream of my own. Their expectations have choked every flicker of ambition from me, leaving only a hollow shell. I wake up each day, not with hope, but with a crushing sense of inevitability. I know exactly how it will unfold: the forced smiles, the heavy silence when I fail to meet an impossible standard, the cold praise when I do. It's a cycle I can't escape, no matter how much I try. I try to imagine a world where I am free, where I can breathe without the weight of their demands pressing down on my chest. But even that feels futile-like a cruel joke my mind plays on me. How do you fight when you've been drained of the will to even lift your head? The strings tighten around me with every passing day, and I am too tired to resist. My life, my choices, my identity-they've all been stolen, wrapped in a glossy bow, and presented to the world as something to admire. But beneath the facade, I am drowning. And the worst part? I don't know if I even care anymore.