Gad Stories

Sometimes it looks like taking space. Sometimes it looks like choosing silence. Sometimes it looks like writing everything down because carrying it alone has become too heavy. This is not a story of knowing what is wrong. This is a story of still being here, trying to understand why that has never felt simple.

- "God Blake, you're a true enigma" Her eyes widened slightly at his words. "I don't understand" she claimed, backing up a step from him, which he had clearly noticed. And to her shock, he took a step forward, blocking the gap she had just created. "You seriously don't see what I was trying to do up there?!" he asked, almost in disbelief. "Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting to do that?!" she couldn't believe how loud he was suddenly. She had always known Lucian as a calm person with a soft, almost brooding voice that he never raised. Now it almost sounded excited, it was interesting seeing a new side of Lucian Black. - Something is happening at Cross Climb High-school Although it seems fairly normal, students going amongst their days unbeknownst to who they travel life beside. Blake Collins was forced to move schools, along with her four best friends. With her mother dead and her father in prison for attempting to murder her brother, she's in foster care, struggling every day with panic attacks and obsessive thoughts from a past of psychological damage. In her new school, she deals with not only her constant daily struggle to maintain normalcy, but also somehow becoming the director of the school play. Add a crush on the school's bad boy, Zac, who seems more interested in Stella, Blake's promiscuous best friend and also contending with another one of the school's popular boys, Lucian, chasing her constantly despite firmly keeping up her barriers. Everything seems fairly normal, at least at first. But, brewing nearby is a rage so intense that it's about to bubble over, and when strange things start happening around her, Blake can't help but fear the worst events will unfold and hope that it won't take the lives of those she loves along with her own. Be careful, because you never know what people are really thinking. - *Warning* Swear words, violence, thoughts of self harm, and spelling mistakes that I need to fix and I swear I will.

Based on a true story.

His eyes were like lightning. His voice like thunder. His skin against mind felt like a million rain drop kisses. He was my rainy day boy. - This is not your classic case of boy meets girl. (Well more like, boy slams into girl.) Meet Kit, she has what's called Astraphobia. This is also known as a fear of thunder and lightning. Her Astraphobia has lead to recently develop what's called Agoraphobia. Agoraphobia is where a person refuses to leave there home because of their extreme fear for thunder and lightning.

The magic of Rayloe is loved by all. It effects Olive in many ways like her teleporting farther and her very unique dog. With all its wonder and gifts it's hard to believe what it did to her mother.

i just pour my heart out about how love sucks

Hi, I'm Sumedh. This is my story. Not of a grand achievement or some fairy tale ending, but of simply surviving my own thoughts. This isn't about conquering the world. It's about living in it-while my own mind constantly tries to pull me under. This is a journey through GAD-Generalized Anxiety Disorder. A condition that brings fear without warning, thoughts of death without cause, and pain that no one else can see. But I'm here. And if you're reading this, maybe you are too. So let's begin-one thought at a time.

أفكار عشوائية لا تأبه الخضوع لواقع مزيّف خطّتها يدا فتاة قبل إنتحارها .

Short story capturing generalized anxiety disorder.

Hi! I'm a young teenage girl who struggles with ADHD, Sensory Processing Disorder, Auditory Processing Disorder, General Anxiety Disorder, Social Anxiety Disorder, Depression, and Autism. My therapist suggested that I keep a diary or journal of things that happen to me. I decided to write my journal online for three reasons: I want to share my story with other people, my life often sounds like a story so I'm going to make it a story, I feel like I need to contribute to Wattpad Trigger Warning: Anxiety Attacks, Depression, and Suicide will be mentioned

Seriously, we have to talk. You don't seem to understand me, my anxiety. So please just listen and I will help you.

<3 I'll talk about my self/random stuff

I'm just going to explain how a mental illness effects the brain and how someone can help, I'm also gonna leave some examples and coping techniques you can use if you or someone you know has one of these. *TW* SELFHARM SUICIDE SUICIDAL THOUGHTS DEPRESSION PANIC ATTACKS AND OTHER MENTAL ILLNESSES

When Emily, gets kidnapped by men she can't even see, she goes on a journey that is sure to cause catastrophic consequences if she doesn't cooperate with her strange and murderous captors who she soon learns to love for how she hears them, not by what they do for a living, which is killing.

*TW* Everyone has a story. Some peoples stories may be more eventful than others, but we all have stories nonetheless. No two stories are the same, they can be very similar, but never the same. Some of us choose to share our story, others decide to keep it to themself, but still, those who do and don't share all have stories. Here's mine. A 17 year old girl with a best friend and an older sister. Sounds normal, right? Well, sorry to disappoint, it's not normal. The sister had cancer. The 17 year old girl has mental health issues. The best friend is a boy with insecurities. All of these people have stories and emotions. Their stories, while they interlink, they are not the same. In fact, they're all entirely different.