Firstpersonnarrative Histoires

Two years before the official end of the Prohibition Law, a budding writer stumbles upon a mysterious apartment while searching for a place to stay. There she discovers a long forgotten letter that sends her spiraling into a story of an old age war of revenge, deception, betrayal, and atonement... Disclaimer: I own nothing. Credit goes to its respective owners. Also note, this is my own take on the open-ended scene in Day 12 of the anime and is in no way canon.

Everett Tornhill died three years ago. Living with it has been... complicated. Ever since that night, he's had a foot in two worlds, and a silent companion that refuses to let go. When darkness takes shape in people's lives-whispers, shadows, things that crawl out of emptiness-Everett finds himself drawn in, whether he wants to be or not. But as he delves into his cases, he finds himself wrestling not just with strange entities, but with questions that linger far too close to his own fractured soul

In a world where a mysterious pandemic has caged humanity for years, Samara clings to sanity, family, and forbidden curiosity. With a ticking in her head growing louder each day and government secrets lurking in every corner, she stumbles upon a truth that could shatter everything she knows - including her family's past. "Patient Omega" is a gripping tale of rebellion, conspiracy, and the fragile hope that survives in lockdown.

Actually, that dusty old book is an head-shattering, fire-busting, action-packed novel series, and if told from a first-person pov, woah- you'll be absorbed. Here's a random pick, and more to come. -SNIPPETS- Some of them are picking up stones. My own people, some of them my own family, are picking up stones. .... I'm already on the floor; I kneel. Tears---and I'm weeping. Why? Why all of this, and why me. .... Nobody talks on the way to the rock.

On the verge of insanity, a young man begs for salvation from his hostages.

The story follows Eleanor Whitford, who tells firsthand about life in Valemont: dancing, gossip, social obligations. When Lord Harroway arrives in town, Eleanor finds him arrogant and presumptuous. However, over time, he will discover that behind his coldness hides a sensitive and fair man. Between misunderstandings, secret letters, elegant dances and intrigues of friendships and marriages, Eleanor will learn that true love is never simple - but that is precisely what makes it valuable. Main characters: • Eleanor Whitford → protagonist and narrator. She is 19 years old, intelligent, proud and with a sharp tongue. • Lord Nathaniel Harroway → a rich landowner who has just arrived in Valemont, apparently cold and detached. • Clara Whitford → Eleanor's younger sister, romantic and naive. • Mr. Edmund Greyson → charming young officer, much loved by the girls of the city. • Lady Margaret Ashwell → family friend, very snobbish and gossipy. • Sir Jonathan Whitford → father of Eleanor and Clara, a kind but distracted gentleman.

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A NON-fictional story by Charlie Evans. One house. One legend. Will this group of five friends make it through the night?

Based on happenings that actually happened. What's the deal doc? An example of how my autonomy has been affected, since my collaboration with "mental health professionals." Its an entirely reasonable account on how my actions are above reason. In fact, above reason, confounding the reason of the good doctor. Normal is what? Please point them out to me, that I might have a model, someone to make imitation.

I don't know, I'm making it up as I go

Description: On a foggy Halloween morning, two friends discover a haunted house that shouldn't exist. Inside waits Velmorr - a spirit who's been waiting for someone to see him. But escaping this cursed house isn't easy. Something darker lives in the attic... and it knows you're here. Will you survive the spirit world? Or has something followed you home?

A quiet summer, a first love, and the moment everything begins to change. When Mira meets Noah, she learns that growing up doesn't mean letting go of love-but learning how to move forward, even when it hurts.

This is a very slightly dramatized version of a true ghost story my Great-Grandmother told me from her childhood.

In a world where everyone seems to be racing toward something-degrees, jobs, fame, or love-17-year-old Ariel finds herself in an unexpected standstill. Freshly graduated from high school and grappling with a forced two-year gap, Now 19 ,she watches life pass by while her peers sprint ahead. A passionate writer with a heart full of poetry and untold stories, Ariel finds herself tangled in the complex web of identity. Born to a Spanish mother and an American father, she doesn't feel entirely at home in either world. Half of her belongs to sunlit streets and flamenco nights, the other to suburban stillness and Americana dreams. But she doesn't quite feel like she fits anywhere. Just when she's beginning to lose hope, a letter arrives from El Sueño University, a quiet but prestigious institution in Madrid, Spain, offering her admission to study law. It's a chance to start anew-far from her home in l.a and far from everything she's known, but closer perhaps to the half of her heritage she barely understands. In Madrid, she meets Raúl Ruiz, a 20-year-old junior, the shy and soft-spoken captain of the university football team who sings at dive bars when no one's really watching. Unlike Ariel, Raúl has always known who he is-at least on the surface. But the more time they spend together, the more Ariel begins to suspect that he too is hiding behind roles, expectations, and silent songs. As the seasons turn and Madrid becomes a city of both discovery and disorientation, Ariel must navigate her fragmented sense of self, chase after stories that scare her, and figure out whether home is a place, a person, or something you write yourself into.

It's a story based on true events. And a spinoff of the original work called "Is it hard to let her go" by Rizy

the tale of the watchtower keeper

Some enemies wear familiar faces. Some truths are buried so deep, they forget how to scream. In a house where silence speaks louder than screams, one family teeters on the edge of collapse. A weary mother haunted by something she can't name. A father who vanishes each morning with the lie of routine. A little girl who smiles too wide and watches too closely. And at the center of it all, a narrator trying to hold it together-calm, observant, always watching. As the days grow darker and the cracks in their home widen, long-buried secrets begin to claw their way to the surface. Something is very wrong here. But no one says a word. No one asks the right questions.