Disturbing mga kuwento

No one notices when it starts. That's the point. This isn't a story about monsters, ghosts, or violence. It's about attention - and what happens when it becomes unnecessary. Each chapter changes something small. Not in the world. In you. There is no twist. There is no explanation. And nothing here needs to be watched to continue. You don't have to keep reading. But most people do.

We destroyed each other. Our love turned to poison, our fights to violence I barely controlled. The night I left her alone, something else found her first.

With trembling fingers, she picked up the phone, the line crackling with anticipation. "Hello?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. The response was cold and calculated, a chilling echo of the past. "Molly," Brendan's voice slithered through the line, sending a shiver down her spine. "I told you I would find you. Did you really think you could hide from me?" Her grip on the phone tightened until her knuckles turned white. "What do you want?" she managed to ask, her voice wavering with fear and anger. "Isn't it obvious?" he sneered. "To finish what I started. You think you can just leave me behind and live your life like nothing happened? You're mine, Molly. You always will be."

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ ᴘɪᴄꜱ ɪ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ~! ‼ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ!! ʜɪ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ, ɪ'ᴍ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘᴏꜱᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ. ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜ ᴍʏ ɢɪʏᴜꜱʜɪɴᴏ ᴘɪᴄꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴏ ʙᴜꜱʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. ɪ'ʟʟ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴜꜱꜱ ɪᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴ-ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ, ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ. ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ, ꜱᴏ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ʟ'ʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ.ᴀʟꜱᴏ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴘɪᴄꜱ ᴀɴᴅ art work and ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘɪᴄꜱ ᴏʀ ᴀʀᴛᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. Quick warning : ships, 12+ due to some pics, blood, gore,triggering stuff more warnings in the story !

As a young girl, the narrator spent Saturdays helping my father wash his car. While the driveway was filled with sunshine and soapy water, i was secretly traumatized by the "White House" across the street-a place with drawn curtains where a mysterious figure paced back and forth, day and night, for years. He keeps watching me. Is he a ghost or a human? Based on my childhood trauma.

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴍʟᴏᴄᴋ ʜᴇɴɴʏ , ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ .

This is a marble hornets fanfic You are Jessica's younger friend when everything starts happening in a blur, two masked men whisk you away and everything is mysterious and unknown to you. (TW: fighting, mentions of alcohol and stuff, paranoia) don't like, don't read

Tales of murder, the supernatural or random happenings, R.I.P Journals tell stories of those who broke the binds of reality and found themselves in horror. Wesley Park is a federal wildlife reservation, home to all creatures big or small, but a one Tom Alan is about to make the discovery of a lifetime, he's heard reports of a "Unusual" animal at the reservation, one with big red eyes emourmous sharp claws and an appetite for human flesh.

"You were comforting and quiet, how did love become so violent?" I know the plot is crappy, but don't steal it.

You're tired of being ignored. You're tired of being perfect. The only thing you could do is run. Run into the forest you were never meant to enter. The forest you should never have entered... where they wait. Hare, Fleece, Lupin, and Vixen. You're trapped between three choices, and each one could be your last. Can you escape them... alive?

⚠️Cover by diesel2b on Twitter. please note that this is a psychological thriller and will have many unsettling and disturbing themes tied in. if you have any triggers related to suicidal thoughts, abuse, and torture, please do not read!! ⚠️ Collette has just married the crown prince and is now the new Empress. she settles into her new life nicely. Her husband, Emperor Alaric, was not half bad, though a bit reserved. She wasn't picky. It could be so much worse. Things took a turn when the goddess reincarnated, Aria, moved into the palace. At first, Collette is honored to be in the presence of such divine women. that was until she noticed things were off, especially between her and her husband. her husband seemed more open and happy around Aria than he ever was around her. she tried to pay it no mind, but when he begins to favor her and disregards Colletes own words, she knows for sure something is off. . . . . If you like comics such as Your Throne, I'm sure you'd enjoy this book. It's similar in many ways and I plan to make this a comic on webtoon as well when i finish this book. It has romance and many disturbing elements I can't wait to dive into! I'll be changing the cover soon, the current one is a placeholder until further notice.

Good vs. Evil

**DARK ANATOLIAN TALES** *by Ecem Çağlar* After the death, the door begins to open. Each time she steps through it, she enters an Anatolian legend that has already ended. The drowning has happened. The bride has been sealed in stone. The girls have already jumped. She tries to stop them. She always arrives too late. Her house uploads what she never filmed. The audience grows. Objects from each tragedy appear in her room. Someone keeps counting. If these stories are over, why is she inside them? And when the last legend ends - will she leave the story, or remain in it forever?

A short story about an abandoned cemetery and the elderly man who works there every Sunday to maintain it.

"The tale of darkness, but also, of the brightness that lies beyond, The tale of misjudgments, but also of amendments, The tale of cruelty, but also of revolution, The tale of eternal sufferings, but also of assurance, The tale of derangement, but also of modification, The tale of destruction, but also of construction, The tale of eternal deterioration, but also of never ending improvement, The tale of random decisions, but also of directed hardwork, The tale of hierarchy, but also of true equality, Welcome, to this tale of humanity's relationships, Welcome, to the grand tale, of THE ANTONYM OF FRIENDSHIP." [updates- 1 ch./week]

⚠️Story contains disturbing parts ⚠️ This story was inspired by Mid Sommar. Shadow a black-furred hedgehog was washed up from the shore after a fight with the demons at bay, defeated by Black Doom's army. He was found surely after by the locals in the near by area. Awoken inside a tent, discovering bandages wrapped on his body. He'd realize he landed on small island. A cult with a biocentrism belief; claiming their life and soul involved around the natures of the earth. The leader told Shadow to repay their act of service by joining and marrying one of the members, in which Shadow heavily denied. The leader then offered that he can only stay for the cult's 7 Day festival. As the days begun, one particular hedgehog caught his eye.

mina and her husband live together and minas husband brought home liver to eat but it was so good that mina ate it all she lived by a dead person in a coffin what will she do to get the liver back?

things inside are complications of stuff of pure evil, what lies inside may shock you, huge warning for mentions of rape, torture, mutilation, manipulation, abuse and some real gross shit, to make it somewhat easier the term I'll be using for rape after the first story is getting roman'd. It's a term coined by a group of mine to make it easier on everyone there.

Just random short stories I make when I'm at my lowest. I'm sure others can relate and fill in with their situations. Enjoy!

A compilation of all the things I've ever thought or felt, written out. Hopefully, someone reads something they can relate to. And hopefully, it'll brighten their day, or at least make them feel less alone. All the poems you read here were written by myself. Please do not copy.