Depressedaf Stories

Ivy Morris looks perfect from the outside. A straight-A student. A dedicated ballet and competition dancer. Quiet, composed, untouchable. But perfection is just a performance. After her mother's death, Ivy's home becomes something she survives instead of returns to. With a controlling, abusive and alcoholic father she hides behind practiced smiles, Ivy learns how to stay silent. The only person who truly sees her is her older brother, Lucas. Then there's Bennett. Soccer player. Sharp tongue. Constant irritation. They're enemies by circumstance, by misunderstanding - until they aren't. At sixteen, both carrying more than they let on, Ivy and Bennett are forced closer than either of them wants. And somewhere between late nights, broken walls, and quiet confessions, enemies begin to soften. Because sometimes the people who seem the strongest are the most fragile - and sometimes love starts where you least expect it.

Y/N has always been bullied for many things. Her height, the way she looks, the way she acts, the way she speaks and sounds. But most of all, her dad died. People would rub it in her face that they had dads and she didn't. Little did they know it would drive her to do the unthinkable.

I am a Rose Embrace my Thorns... Read more and find out what's next.. This is just a compilation of short stories and poems that I've made... Warning: Lots of grammatical errors and typos. Reminder: I'm just an amature writer so don't expect something really great. And this is just made for fun.

just me yapping about everything thats wrong with my life - if you're homophobic, transphobic, or anything else like that - (respectfully) go fuck yourself. Im gonna talk about all of that here, so do everyone a favor and crawl back into the hole you came from. TW : Mentions of self harm, lgbtq, swearing, and depression - don't read if uncomfortable

Uuuhm yeah, pretty much just the title. I just wanted to post my crappy art lol.

So Uhhhh I don't think anyone likes my 1xnoli one shot book so I will make just all forsaken but I still will continue the 1xnoli fanfic

It's a poem about a kid who lost their soul, it's about me, and how I feel, it's about that depressing feeling, when you've lost your way back to your soul but you have no energy to look for it. But you still wish it would come back, you miss the old you. I have never written a poem before, and I really hope I wrote it well. Anyway, I just wrote it out of boredom, and I badly wanna know people's opinions on it 🙃

Adelle Myers has been going through a rough patch lately, inconvenience to her dad's death. Her mother is in debt and in-search for a job. Due to all this stress getting to her, she starts to lose motivation on everything and seeks comfort in drugs as she believes it's the only way to forget about everything bad that has ever happened in her life. Unfortunately, her mother is unable to pay for their house and food. So, she arranges Amie into a marriage with a quite wealthy man, hoping he would guide Amie back to her senses, things happen.

10 minutes left till 12.00, the new year. Jisung sits on the edge of the roof, savouring his last 10 minutes alive. Suddenly, he hears a rustle and looks behind to see another boy with the same intention. The clock hits 12.00. Both stand. Both not ready. "What if we don't jump?" •◇●•~♡~•●◇• -THIS STORY HAS BEEN TRANSFERRED OVER TO AO3-

Four best friends. One unbreakable bond. Tiaraoluwa once believed nothing could fracture the connection she shared with Jake, Amy, Ayee, and herself-the group they called JATA. They had dreams spoken aloud like promises they believed the world had no choice but to honor. But the world doesn't always honor promises. Everything begins to unravel in one devastating year when a single rumor becomes a weapon sharp enough to cut through friendship. Jake, the quiet anchor of their group, is pulled away overnight-his name twisted, his identity questioned, his presence erased from the circle that once revolved around him. At the same time, Ayee's life takes a devastating turn when a secret relationship spirals into pregnancy, betrayal, and public shame. Under the weight of stigma and silence, Ayee fades into herself until she is no longer able to survive what the world calls consequence. Amy leaves Nigeria for California, carrying grief she cannot fully name, cutting herself off from the place where everything broke. And Tia-left behind-becomes the last thread holding JATA together, even as her own life begins to collapse. At home, nothing is stable. Her parents' marriage fractures in slow, painful silence. She fails her UTME, a result that feels less like an academic setback and more like confirmation that everything in her life is slipping beyond repair. JATA is a raw, emotionally charged Nigerian young adult story about friendship, betrayal, faith, stigma, and the unbearable cost of silence. It follows four teenagers bound by love and fractured by circumstance, asking a haunting question: when truth finally comes out, who survives long enough to live with it? Some bonds survive breaking. Some don't. And some stories begin only after everything falls apart. #11in depressed #2 in Africa #1in WattpadAfrica #7 in friends forever #8 in Wattpadauthors # 17 in friend fiction #13 in Nigeria #6 in Christian fiction

A continuation of the original Diary of a depressed nation. I don't think its required that you read that one beforehand, but it helps [[Updates are kinda slow]]

„Do you still hate me?" he asks, making me stop and turn around. „Why do you want to know that so badly?" „Because I want you to feel at least something for me." . I'm Rose Anderson. A girl with a heart disease and too many problems to handle. How I got to meet Shawn Mendes? That's a longer story... -------------------------- !Warning! - This book contains sensitive topics and vulgar language.

“What’s more selfish, Louis? Committing suicide or keeping me alive when I don’t want to be?"

Book 1 of the Saints and Sinners Series

Blair Everty has a dream: to be a famous singer. She gets tickets to her idol's concert, Hot Chelle Rae. Those 4 boys have made her life worth living, with the depression and abuse she's gone through at home. She never thought in a thousand years that she'd be meeting Ryan Follese, let alone have strong feelings for him. But the problems they have to face make them wonder if their feelings are really worth it, and her family struggles just keep getting worse.

Tyler Joseph- Depressed, suicidal boy. He was about to jump but someone stopped him. Joshua Dun- Spiritual, abused, and depressed boy. He was walking and saw someone about to jumped. He stopped them. Depression meets Depression, but they make each other better. This story may trigger you. It mentions suicide and depression

"The Bride" delves into the eerie realms of dreams and the supernatural, where Fuyuu and Kimizuka are haunted by recurring visions of a bride, a bouquet of blood roses, and a looming tower. Its a haunting tale between two unlikely allies drawn together by wretched nightmares, recurring dreams inorder to find the truth in their never ending madness. As they uncover dark secrets and unearth their own abilities to communicate with the dead, they must confront sinister forces that threaten their very existence. . But as they peel back the layers of this macabre mystery, they realize that confronting the truth may come at a terrifying cost. Can they unravel the mystery before it consumes them? This story is based on my dreams. I used to get them everyday. it started on 2020 and it went on till 2022. the dream is still not finished so I'm still curious what it's actually about. I'll update whenever I can. Also this is my first story so the writing isnt gonna be so good. Me and my friend @LivYoichi9900 had the same dream so we decided to write it together. She will also be posting on her acc. #739 in Bride #49 doesntmakesense #114 slighty #795 anotheranother #80 losingmymind #18 thebride #839 sleepdeprived #749 anotherdimension

I'm sick of crying tired of trying. Yeah I might be smiling but inside I’m dying. They don't know me or what I've been through, yet they still judge me. I've been through hell and back. I've seen and heard awful things. After what I've been through I dont see how they affect me, but they do. They call me the mute emo dork. I guess why it hurts so much is because its true.