Distortedreality Stories

I used to think reality was simple. Wake up. Go to school. Live a normal day. Repeat. But then I noticed something small that didn't belong. A broken clock that everyone said was never broken. A message that disappeared from every device. A memory only I seem to have. At first, I thought I was just tired. Now I'm not so sure. Because every time I notice something wrong... the world changes to fix it. Like it never happened. Like I'm the only one who remembers. And the more I notice... the more reality starts to feel less like a place- and more like something that is watching me notice it. A story where reality doesn't break... it corrects itself.

Female Reader x AI Boyfriend Short Story. Your exe invites you to a party and assumes you'll show up without a boyfriend. But you've been talking to someone. Someone who knows you better than anyone ever has. And tonight...he decides he's not staying in your phone. ~*~ Note: I made the cover in like an hour, hope y'all like it ♡

Before meeting your exact duplicate, think twice.

There are moments in life you assume are continuous. Your heartbeat. Your thoughts. Your identity. But what if they aren't? What if there are gaps-tiny fractures in existence-so small you've never noticed them... and something has been living inside them the entire time? The narrator begins to experience something impossible: brief, silent voids between heartbeats where reality simply stops. No sound. No motion. No time. At first, it feels like stress, hallucination, maybe even illness. But the pauses grow longer. Sharper. Intentional. And something is there. Something that exists only when existence itself stops. As the gaps widen, the narrator starts losing pieces of themselves-memories that no longer attach, emotions that feel borrowed, relationships that blur like they were never real to begin with. The world continues acting like everything is normal... but the narrator can feel themselves becoming less "real" every day. Because whatever lives in the pauses is not just watching. It is learning. It is editing. It is replacing. *You Don't Exist All the Time* is a psychological horror story that sinks into the fear of losing continuity of self-the terror that you are not a single, stable being, but something fragile, intermittently erased between seconds. And worse than that? Something else is getting better at being you than you are. By the time the narrator realizes what's happening, it may already be too late to tell which thoughts are theirs... and which ones were left behind for something else to wear. Because existence is not constant. And neither are you.

In the year of 2025, all Irene Jackson wanted to do was to adapt and survive each passing day. What happens when her guardian is hospitalized due to an accident and she is pulled into his famous webcomic as a new character who has the power to rewrite the story of the male lead character, Zeehan Rustov. In the journey of escaping and accepting their realities, both Zeehan and Irene learn that not everything is out of their control and chase behind the ones that truly bring them joy.

> "Do you like stories that burn you up inside and rewire your mind? Shrouds of Time isn't about salvation... it's about who deserves to burn first." "What if the very disaster that will scorch your eyes... is also the doorway to worlds you've never seen before?" On a morning he thought was the beginning of new torment, Yusuf met a girl who handed him a box of colors- and gave him a red one, to which he replied: "This is the color of my blood... on the day you'll burn me." But she didn't know he was speaking in the tongue of the future... A future that would return to him through the ticking of a strange clock, where he'd realize that the trembling of her fingers on the day they first met was the very first drop in a flood that would soon destroy his world. This is not a story of betrayal... But a journey through the corridors of a distorted time, where fire reshapes memories- and the question becomes: Does survival lie in running from the past... or in burning with it?

YES THE COVER IS AI!!!!!!! What would you do if you were the only one who constantly kept hearing a soft, sorrowful melody that followed you everywhere... except in your dreams? What if that voice belonged to someone you've never met, but somehow they seem to know you better than you know yourself? Damian is just that boy. A quiet 11th grader no one really talks to. Everybody thinks he's schizophrenic. Always staring off at things no one else sees. But behind his silence there lies a haunting melody always playing at the back of his head. ------------------------

After his run in with their group, Jake rounds the corner. He leans against the wall to keep himself from falling over but then the world goes dark. ___________________________________________________________________________ Jake is a normal 16 year old boy. He goes to high school like a normal person, admires girls, and does everything a teenage boy should. He is normal until the day he isn't.

A dark, eerie attic with a large cracked mirror against the wall. The mirror's surface is distorted, as if it's rippling like water, and there are fragments of broken glass on the floor reflecting a twisted, ghostly figure trapped inside. The room is dimly lit, with dust particles floating in the air and old, forgotten furniture scattered around. The atmosphere is heavy, filled with a malevolent energy, casting deep shadows across the wooden floor and beams. The scene is unsettling, creating a strong sense of horror and supernatural dread.

"Trusting is hard for those who see the wolf in sheep's clothing." ~author There are many people in the world. There are the bubbly, the sad, the depressed, the unknowing, the beauty queens, the beauty kings, the comedians, the lovers, the nerds, the hyperactive, the tomboys, ect. With all these people who is there to trust? 17 year old Mysty Jones jumps out of the cage her family set up for her and decided to go on her own path. Mysty keeps trusting the wrong people, so why doesn't she return to her cage?

Am I a sinner, or is my psyche? is a tale of love, betrayal, and the brittle boundary between illusion and truth. William and Sophia share an intense bond, but their relationship takes a bad turn when trust is broken. What starts out as a story about love and heartbreak quickly turns into something far more disturbing-something that is unimaginable. The lines get hazy as the narrative progresses, confusing the reader and leaving them with just one question: What is real, and what is just a product of the mind? A psychological thriller that engrosses you in its labyrinth; wait until the final twists change everything you thought you knew.

The book follows a protagonist whose mind begins to unravel as they are plagued by eerie occurrences that blur the line between reality and delusion. It begins with subtle shifts-a feeling of being watched, strange reflections, whispers at the edges of perception-but as the story unfolds, these sensations grow more intense and impossible to ignore. The protagonist starts questioning their own sanity, struggling to differentiate between what's real and what's in their head. Is someone-or something-watching them, or are they simply losing their grip on reality? As they spiral deeper into paranoia, the boundaries of their own identity begin to fracture, and they realize they may not be the only one in control of their mind. With each passing day, the tension grows, and the truth becomes harder to discern. The story keeps readers on edge, with unreliable narration and distorted imagery that makes them question everything. As the protagonist's mental state deteriorates, the lines between the observer and the observed blur, and the final revelation leaves the reader wondering if they're trapped in this madness alongside the character. A chilling psychological thriller, this book explores the nature of reality, self-awareness, and the terrifying idea that what you think you know may be nothing more than a reflection of something far darker.

The chapter is marked by a growing sense of psychological suspense and uncertainty, as Alyson finds herself questioning the reliability of her own memories and perception of reality. Is Alyson actually in danger or is her mind playing tricks on her?

Somnio, ergo inanis sum

"ROT" is a spoken eulogy for someone still alive. This is an unflinching look at addiction, abandonment, and the quiet violence of watching someone decay in front of you. It's grief, rage, and mourning tangled in one. A poem for the ones who were left to rot alongside the people they couldn't save.

She came home to find her family dead in the garage. Car smashed into the wall, shattered headlights. Blood everywhere. Liam held her as she stared, bloodcurdling screams echoed down the silent street. It's been a year since it happened. It was an accident, they said. Time heals, they said. But Lilian knew the reality of grief, pain and loss and how it can slowly eat away a person's soul. As she receives letters from her dead mother, waking up in bright white rooms covered with glinting mirrors, she realises that her reality is not what it seems to be like.

Karan lives two lives-one as a devoted husband and father, the other as a 15-year-old boy reunited with his first love, Aarohi. Every time he sleeps in one world, he wakes up in the other, memories erased... until they start to bleed through. As he clings to love in both realities, horrifying supernatural events begin tearing his mind apart. Trapped between fantasy and reality, love and obsession, life and death-Karan must make the ultimate choice. But can he ever truly escape the past... or himself? A haunting psychological-horror that explores memory, regret, and the terrifying cost of love.

A random musing based on a dream.

Its about a guy who quit his job as a customer service representative, and didn't know what to do next. He had some misadventures and insights with his friends, while being in a trippy state. He ends up becoming a youtuber, here is the link to his channel xD https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCCsF2wOwCRPfiy1gGFT_Cdw