Mentalpain Stories

I don't even know my real name anymore. I am always and always will be called eggnog. The only thing people know about me is that my name is eggnog. I don't even know what I am anymore, a girl, monster, goddess. Am I even alive, am I death, or just delusional. I don't remember how it stared, or how it will end, but I know it's her fault. She did this to me. To my face. To my arm and back. Everything that was mine is now given to them. She did this to my life. Now it's her turn. But please, remember, it was the my only way out. ---------------------------------------------------------- Eggnog thinks she has it bad. But little but she know that her sins granted her a gift that only others dream of. She is a goddess, but at a cost. She must save a world unknown to her. A world filled with unknown danger and creatures that made nightmares look like a walk in the park. A world that fears her, but they don't know how much they need her. Will she fight to the every end to save them, or kill them all in revenge for what they've done to her. Who knows?

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Once Cyrus was a slave to some greedy pirate, but when he shifted his eyes it soon all changed. Glory and fame came, while treasures and riches all spilled around. Soon he became the King of the Sea. Or so it would go. In truth, Cyrus truly was a slave who manage to get away from a pirate, yet he manage to find himself right back out at sea. A life filled with hope and despair, everything would be alright, right? But, no, it was not. Forgotten and alone, he went away from the sea, his title long gone when he was found once more. A broken soul in a broken world that fixed itself and tended to its own wounds. So, care to look a little deeper and see how this child truly is? ------- Cover does not belong to me, credit goes to artist.

Another set of poetry that I'm shamefully burdening you with. Sorry for the pain

Heart racing. Clammy palms. Stomach exploding. Breathing impossible. 16 year old Alex receives the trouble that her father had caused and see's the pain that he caused people.

Everyday is a struggle

Things I have troubles with and wrote about. Some of them will be poems, but a lot of them will probably be rants that have a somewhat rythem. Trigger warning: touches sensitive topics. A different warning: I'm not looking for help. This is simply a way to express my emotions, and some of these are already resolved, I just like what I wrote. I am currently in therapy and again, do not want help for my mental state from wattpad.

Emotions and thoughts that are hard to speak, put down as poems to show the mind. Some are painful, some are confused and some are silly.

A collection of diverse poetries and short stories made by me.

This book is filled with stories that have touched my heart which I hope can do the same for yours . Hope you enjoy ♡︎

Fluoride Walsh got lost and some cannibalistic creature saved her life. She took him in as her own and helped him survive. She named him Scar by how many scars he had including one over his eye. He is very defensive over her. What will happen when he forms into his predator form for the first time?

A Day in a life of a Bestfriend

The story speaks for itself

Me talking about my depression

A description of my depression, and my unhealthy reliance on others.