Expressionless Stories

Very 1st book by me. @Kaylee210903 This can be about my life, your life or someone else's life. I'm sure there's someone in this world who can relate. Dedicated to my future self and to someone who doesn't even know my existence ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

*SLOW UPDATES* *INCLUDES CREEPYPASTA* (Duh) Not that crappy "I'll try writing a story with gore and a murderer!" *Labels it Creepypasta anyways when it's just ridiculously unrealistic* I'll be putting famous Creepypastas and some unknown ones. I might post (maybe) one of my own or even yours if you want me to. Pictures/videos included in most chapters! Ps. If you DM me one of your Creepypastas, I will include it under your name. [Most credit goes to Creepypasta.com or said otherwise]

Here are the monotonous monologues that continuously reverberate within the confines of his modest mind, offering a glimpse into the intricate web of thoughts that shape his literary world.

expression

Short Poem This is mine and mine alone. No to plagiarism.

A letter for a very special person.

There are questions that can't be answered, some of my questions are why do people hate me, but I know the reason, who were my parents, are they alive, to be honest I don't really care about finding them the only reason I entered was out of boredom but two boys changed my life. But my number one question is DO I REALLY LOOK LIKE A GIRL. I HAD LONG HAIR AND I TIED IT BECAUSE IT BLOCKS MY VIEW AND PEOPLE THINK I'M A GIRL might be yaoi if I feel like it meh 😕😕

'As my soul left my body, 'All I could think about is that I deserved it. If I was never born mother would be happy. the look of hatred on her face broke my heart more than any knife could. I didn't care about anything I didn't care about anyone but as soon as you looked at me with that gaze of disgust. I felt so empty. ... I don't like these feelings. It always gets in the way of stuff. ... It doesn't matter, if you hate me all I want is for you to be happy. I didn't tell you the reason why I always walked to the house with bruises. Just so you didn't worry. I told you that I fell down the stairs at school. that's not what really happened. ... I tried my best, in school but I could never get good grades. I went to therapy but, I don't think I need it. Now that I am dead, you can finally be free mother. You don't have to carry the burden of seeing me hurt, anymore. ... I wanted to die. ... So I want to know. why, am I still alive and in another World. but I won't kill myself. I have a new little sister that I have to protect. I will protect her just like you protected me all those years. ... At any cost. ... It doesn't matter who I have to kill. I will protect her. Even if it costs me my life. but it seems that I have made friends along the way? And admirers? what is wrong with all of you!? My name is Naruto Uzumaki and I'm going to be Hokage believe it. OC POV: okay. "Tears and rain, fall down on my face, my body is unable to stay, yet my heart is unwilling to leave." OC POV: good for you emo duck. Stay away from Sasuke-kun!!! OC POV: okay Bubblegum b**** "Sometimes I wish I was a cloud. ... OC POV: And sometimes I wish I could kill the Hoka- "..." Sasuke-Kun!!! OC POV: another fangirl, I feel bad for him. Would you like a chip. thank you? A smile is the best way to get through something even if it's fake. that's true I guess. ... why are there people stalking me? whatever. as long as they don't hurt my little sister I don't care.

for you.

Update book. Anything else is random updates and other shit

The story of a person who gets inspiration to create just to lose it again when pulled out of misery.

okay so I know this is like bla but I'm a depressed shit so I'mma do this since no one will read this. woo

>>> slice of life <<< >> deep expressions >> different aspects on life >> things that go on during this time >>> beware <<< >> some of this may not be what those want to read

Poems I write

days

Elvira Clifton wanders around between the real and spiritual world, as she's doomed to forever search for innocent lives to steal. Once a dreadful, cynical soul now cursed as a soul eater after committing the unforgivable sins due to her uncontrollable spiral of insanity and depression upon confiding in with the haunting terror of the devil. Is she truly sinful or was she so lost she saw no way out of her "visions"?

just a girl expressing her feelings on paper

"What's your name?" The half-blood blinked-she'd never heard that one before. "Get down on your knees" and "Hurry up" and even "DIE YOU FILTHY SCUM" were the usual ones for her. But "What's your name"? What a commodity. "Why aren't you speaking?" Again, she blinked. Had he never owned a slave before? How unusual-why bother getting one in the first place if you are ignorant at how to treat it? Furthermore, she had yet to see any of the items that were characteristic with being a slave owner: whips, clubs, hot iron, etc... The only thing he could really punish her with could be the stoker for the fireplace, but even that seemed like a minimal threat to her. Seeing his mounting confusion and fascinated by his lack of domination, the half-blood eventually pointed to her collar, in hopes of reminding him of what the handler had said. Realization overcame his young face in the form of a blush, and he questioned with a stutter, "You need permission...? Oh! I-I apologize, I've never done this before... Um... you may respond. Please answer my question..." She stared at him with a fascinated expression for a bit longer, and then nodded, tilted her head, inhaling and exhaling the air with freed relish for a little bit, and then, with a voice that was like vanilla in its sweetness, spoke: "I don't have one." ----- Hated and despised for being a halfblooded vampire, she eventually is bought and saved by a rare pureblood. It is there she gains a name: Ilene.

"The eyes that seek mystery know my secret"