Flashes Stories

For all Hendery Castillo knows, Dustin Rodriguez is the only person in their neighborhood he's not close with. Aside from having different ages and family classes, he... just doesn't know who Dustin is. Not until after spending a party with sex he met the most mysterious person just beside their house. Hendery or Henry has no idea why fate took decades before their stars crossed. No things in the world love can't melt-Dustin gave in and started talking, and going out with Henry despite hiding a secret behind his pale mask. A mask Henry immediately learns along the way. Now that Henry, unconsciously, learned about what his Dustin is hiding, will he be able to completely hide it and continue liking the person he used to know as innocent? With a suspicious Uncle from Korea, fate has more enormous plans for both of them. There's no secret in the world that remains a secret. There's no thing or person will remain hiding behind their closet and their curtains... With their own problems to solve and external problems that will test their trust and love... Will Henry succeed in pulling Dustin away from the behinds of his curtain or they will remain hiding and keep hurting for the rest of their lives?

This poem perfectly describes the 'flashes' of the past or present that others get (more after having gone through a traumatic experence) while going through an day-to-day routine.

30 October 2020. A day before Halloween. And A day when all came crashing down for seven friends who were enjoying and getting drunk on their school's abandoned terrace. They came as 7 but went back only 6... What happened that night...? Was that night is the reason for the School's haunted Tag...? Everyone can forgive and forget except Karma... cause it certainly doesn't forget and definitely never forgives. Years after some events bring back this friends group together and they need to pay the cost of happenings... The book contains: Author's craziness Funny Wicked shit stuff High school drama Slight shipping Unnatural and uncanny reveals Dark magic Blood Gore Agnst Supernatural elements Past flashes Souls connection Mentions of suiside Mentions of death Extreme low fluff Main Character's death Trigger warning ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Read at your own risk. Plagiarism is a crime. So, please do not copy this story as it will be a hard work of some mixed minds 😵 (Warning: author is one of those dirty mind but can't write any of those so please excuse me. Hehe)

Pickle was jumping on the bed, never feeling sleepy, until Crusher tried to help him fall asleep. However, the thunder flashed louder, causing a loud thunderclap that scared Pickle, making her stop jumping and lie on the bed. Crusher thought that Pickle was afraid of the thunder, but Pickle pretended that he was not scared of it.

A Halloween Dark Humour Short Story depicting the change of mind following a minor unhappy event as opposed to the bringer of the little misfortune from a more seriously unhappy a place.

The days in the past come in flashes. And the present days are non-existent. I’ve no idea of time, no clocks, no windows, nothing. I fear that the future will never come if I can’t remember more than flashes.

IM REDOING THIS LOL

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7 minutes. 7 minutes before you die. 7 minutes for all your life to flash before you. So what will you see in the 7 minutes?

Sometimes questioning the facts of thoughts is not on the agenda. look at objects, the mind automatically makes up a story of how it got there or who it came from. These are all those stories! (Note: These stories may or may not be the objects true story. You never know.)

It is called this because the entire story is told in flashes and pieces. It will not make sense for a while, but this is something I've wanted to post for a while. A genuine story written by me. Not fanfiction, just my own words. To actually find what this is about you actually have to read.