Hopsital hikaye

Medically Induced Nightmares and Dreams - because the only thing to keep me company in the hospital was my mind, and I got stuck there way too often.

Dear Hope, Sorry to disturb you, but I really need your help. I feel so lost without you, and I don't know what to do. Please, please, come over anytime. The door is always open for you. I've messed things up for me and Sally and Jemma and Alyssa and... I've messed up. I feel like everyone's going to leave me. I need at least something to lift my spirits. And that's you, Hope. So please. Save me. Sincerely, Hopeless girl THIS BOOK IS UNDER AN EDITING PHASE NOTE: All places and people are fictional and not based off anyone or anything. Cover drawn by me! :D *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"I don't want you to split up" "We'll be happier this way."

Four friends in training to become the best doctors yet.. but they don't know the struggle that awaits them...

Angie, If you’ve found a large stack of written neat letters and you’re reading this now, then I’m smiling. I’m really glad you’ve found all this hidden in my room. I wonder how you’re coping with me gone? I hope you’re okay, and I hope my Mum and Dad are as well. So before I left, I wrote about all the memories I can recall about us on these papers you‘ve just found. So you can remember them too. I hope this will help you in some way, not only to remember me but to remember the times we spent together. Each page I have written for you is a memory from our childhood, our high school life, my feelings for you, the good times and the bad. Angie, read one page everyday, don’t rush into it. And once you have read all these memories, I want you to burn each paper on the day of my 1st Anniversary. Burn them at the time of my passing. We’ll both see the memories written on paper dance visually in smoke as you set them alight. Don’t feel bad about it. These papers are just papers with words on them, don‘t depend on them. The real memories come from the mind. So Angie, can you recall the earliest memory of us? If you can’t, I can. Read on. From heaven, always watching you, Sailor Boy.

They say that 'hope' is what brings back life to the dead lands. What makes you continue your life. Hope Adams is suffering from a disease which can lead her to death, she always thought that luck was her biggest enemy and she lived to have a tragic life. Her home is the hospital where she does everything there. She studies, eats sleeps and writes a diary which she can read later after she is out of the hospital and fully recovered from her disease. But will luck play games and give Hope what she always wanted a true love? And will it get her out of her prison?

He was a boy She was a girl Can I make it any more obvious? He was a punk She did ballet What more can I say? He wanted her She'd never tell Secretly she wanted him as well But all of her friends Stuck up their nose They had a problem with his baggy clothes He was a skater boy She said, "see you later, boy" He wasn't good enough for her She had a pretty face But her head was up in space She needed to come back down to earth Five years from now She sits at home Feeding the baby, she's all alone She turns on TV Guess who she sees Skater boy rockin' up MTV She calls up her friends They already know And they've all got tickets to see his show She tags along Stands in the crowd Looks up at the man that she turned down He was a skater boy She said, "see you later, boy" He wasn't good enough for her Now he's a super star Slammin' on his guitar Does your pretty face see what he's worth? He was a skater boy She said, "see you later, boy" He wasn't good enough for her Now he's a super star Slammin' on his guitar Does your pretty face see what he's worth? Sorry, girl, but you missed out Well, tough, luck that boy's mine now We are more than just good friends This is how the story ends Too bad that you couldn't see See the man that boy could be There is more that meets the eye I see the soul that is inside He's just a boy And I'm just a girl Can I make it any more obvious? We are in love Haven't you heard How we rock each others world I'm with the skater boy I said, "see you later, boy" I'll be back stage after the show I'll be at the studio Singing the song we wrote About a girl you used to know I'm with the skater boy I said, "see you later, boy" I'll be back stage after the show I'll be at the studio Singing the song we wrote About a girl you used to know

#thegrudgecontest "I like to play with fire, come join me.... forever" she rasped. ---------- A poem/Rhyme that suits horror best A little boy experiences horror in less than 500 words. Get ready to come to reality #TheGrudgeContest Disclaimer: I have not entered to the competition, I just wanted to see how it went.

This happened to me last year, and I wrote about it on that very day, but for some reason I completely forgot that I had written it. I just discovered the writings a few hours ago and thought, "hey, I wanted to put this up on Wattpad anyway so... why not?" It was a painful night, but I recall the event with enough clarity and cheesy humor for it to be an enjoyable read. I hope. With all that being said, enjoy the story!

Eliza Montgomery has always been a bit strange. I guess getting your medical degree at eighteen would do it. but everything changes when she meets Blake Frost and his two year old daughter Rosalie.

Ruggie Flynn, a 17-year-old boy who is learning about himself and the world around him. He has his troubles, or more to say, a rougher point of view. His personality isn't all that great, people think he's lazy, rude, and a total introvert. But once you get to know him, will you think he's not worth it or worth more than a thousand suns. Can Isaiah Woodard, another 17-year-old boy, who's popular amongst his schoolmates, change his life and Ruggies?

the story where choi ja wants to fight everyone and meets lee jihoon, a really cute nurse who surprisingly has a crush on her, and both jihoon and ja learn what it means to really fight一for some(thing/one) you love [warning: it's pretty cringey (written when 14 yrs old) and a little embarrassing!!]

When the car crashed, I thought it was the end. His hand clasped to mine pulling me away from death's greedy fingers. Now I watch him day by day, on a hospital bed. Hooked up to a beeping machine. The doctors says there is still hope but it's leaving me slowly. He used to send me postcards. We would exchange them like lovers and I would die of excitement waiting for the next one. Now I can't receive any from him, but I will leave him mine. My dearest Liam, I wish you were here.

Another song that describes a girl. She's crazy and bipolar, and she's sick of the medicine she's taking. She can't control over herself anymore -- -- Hope you enjoy! :3

Hey idk who is reading this or why but thanks for bothering to Please like so this gets far...or don't up to you hehe I'm too nervous for people who I know to read this Idk why I'm writing this but it's all true except I'm going to change names due to privacy reasons So here's the story about the 13 years of my life Btw the cover has nothing to with me I just dont want my face on it hehe ❤️

This is a collection of impressive stories. Most of them are people who I actually knew, but some are fictional. These people are all strong because they went through horrors we cannot imagine. Please don't forget them. *There are songs to go with each story, I recommend listening to them while reading*

There was a place in Greece, a place for the troubled. The Asylum was open in the 1700's. It is were Arabella is sent when her freak accident happens and her family cant bear the shame, it is Here that she meets Damian a boy who doesn't seem to want anything to do with her but she cant help feeling drawn to him. If her parents had known the horrors that took place here maybe they wouldn't have sent her but she cant stop her self from seeing the Shadows that never leave her alone

A short verse story about a person and they ideas/relationships on they memories and the idea of memory all together.