Damged Stories

The only way for Charlie to be free was for Noah to die.

My fading mind. Records of a psychotic patient Star-crossed through difference - his psychiatrist might just be what he needs to be in reality.

Nicole's damaged. She thinks that the only way to fix herself is to make her best friend Sebastian fall in love with her. She's had a crush on him since the day they met but Sebastian only has his eyes for the goody two shoes Heaven. What will happen in Nicole's life? Will she be able to make her best friend fall in love with her or will she finally give up? Will she always be called a slut because of a party gone wrong in 9th grade? Will anyone ever see how damaged she is? Will she ever be fixed? Will Sebastian finally fall in love with her and see how much damaged she is? Will he be able to fix her? Or maybe, just maybe, some other guy will come along and make Nicole fall in love with him instead? All you have to do is to read to know what will happen next. ATTENTION: this story may be kinda depressing (I'm not sure yet cause I haven't fully figured out how this story will go) and It'll probably contain strong language (you know, curse words and so on) but this story probably won't have sex scenes. Unless my best friend hears that I'm writing a story and write sex scenes herself. Okay so thanks for clicking on this story, i really appreciate it.

************************ "Leah I love you" he said as he looked into my eyes with so much passion and confidence "but I need you to let me in". I looked at the man that I had come to love and said the words I knew would change things forever. "I can't" ************************ Leah Carwell has alot of hidden secerts and has given her heart to someone who left her heart open for all to see and who would never be coming back. Michael Walker is a player who wont change his ways for anyone. When it comes to his past he isn't proud but for the most part he isn't sorry. When Leah and Micheal meet under a compromising situationY will they open up about each other's past, or will they carry their secerts.

"I need to let you go." "Why?" "I'm damaged, Hermione. Way beyond repair." "Obliviate."

I would say that I didn't care, but then again, I would be lying. This isn't a story about a few fictional characters that ends with sunshine and rainbows. This is a story about me and my life so far, and my experiences with pain, lies, and depression. And look I'm not asking for pity, likes, or comments. Heck, I'm not asking for people to even read this story. I'm not asking for anything. I just want to write to get this off my chest. Thank you.