Depraved Stories

The feelings of being trapped inside a cage has overtaken the mind. The feeling of trying to break free and the feeling of trying to find who I am and what I am meant to me. starving to get a little sight of freedom.

Crack

An industrious and determined city-dweller, Daniel, fresh out of Business School, takes a job that is too good to be true, managing the small town estate of an eccentric billionaire who established a Trust that requires that his massive property be maintained indefinitely, despite that fact that no one actually lives there. Daniel has sworn to his employer that he will never go into the mansion itself, which has been vacant for over 100 years, but he keeps hearing stories from superstitious, but well- intentioned, characters around the small town of a terrible tragedy long ago and a screaming woman who "lives" inside. Despite his ever-increasing fear of the house and this town, not to mention feelings that he is being watched by an unknown force, he is drawn to enter the home.

A collection of all my poetry that I have written from 2022 and onwards..hope you enjoy!! //most of them are in English but there will be some here and there that are in different languages// ///marked as completed because I don't know when or if I will add more poetry. You never know when inspiration strikes///

This is my poetry. This poetry, I feel, describes me as a human being. It may a so describe you, it may seem to you. But then again it may not... This may be triggering to some; yet it may not even phase others. Keep that in mind. Thank you.

Inside a dark room.... whip! whip! whip! and so on... "oh my little daughter" man said with a smirk. again started showering her with the whips. After 2hrs, With a satisfied grin. the man left.. "you look beautiful in those marks my child". leaving a fragile girl hanging to the wall with several chains ⛓️

"I hope stars and moon will let cross our path again and if that time will come i will treat it as a meant, that we were meant ." Are they meant or just a phase of each others journey? Hi guys please bare with me, this is my very first story here in wattpad hope you like it and expect typo graphical errors, grammatical errors, wrong spellings and whatsoever errors. If you're looking for a perfect story please dont read this nalang. Salamat and hopefully you'd enjoy reading this a lot thank you.

My poetry dumping ground. That's about it.

She keeps her world small on purpose. Quiet routines. Empty pages. A life built to avoid attachment. It works, until a boy with too much presence and too many questions starts showing up everywhere she goes. He falls first, without meaning to. She resists, without knowing how. As his need to understand her deepens and her instinct to protect him grows, both of them begin to unravel in ways they never expected. This is a story about grief that lingers, love that waits, and the fragile, terrifying beauty of being seen.

Short emotional poems, I'm no poet so don't come here to hate please

😥Me expressing my feelings😥

My random Narcolepsy, sleeping, dreamin, hallucinatin poems I'm doing for school!

dont know description. working on it

Poetry that reflects my thoughts, feelings, ideas onto "paper".

Short stories mixed with love, truthfulness, and sadness.

welcome to the most sleep-deprived book ever!!

Life is a struggle to get by. I just can't do it alone but also can't reside to the people around . So this will be a digital diary. I will tell you snippets of my life bit and bit and you'll dissect them and conclude to the type of person I am.

A short story... ~Elizabeth B. Sayler💕

يون بوم، فتى هزيل وهادئ، مغرم بأحد أكثر الرجال شهرة ووسامة في المدرسة، وهو سانغوو. ذات يوم، مع وصول هوس يون بوم تجاه سانغوو إلى ذروته، قرر يون بوم الدخول إلى منزل سانغوو. لكن ما رآه في الداخل لم يكن سانغوو الذي كان يحلم به.