Mentaltorment Stories

Sequel of - "My sticky notes are all about you" Aaheli couldn't call out Arran's name properly before. She never ever might have called him with his name. But her high school diary, half of it's page was filled with the name "Shahriar Arran, Shahriar Arran, Shahriar Arran..." Taki is in the middle right now, to forget or to forgive? Why can't do both? Does weeping help? She thinks - Most of her life has been wasted now. They say- to be known as a good person, you have to put up with unfair things_ What's the definition of being a good human? You just have to swallow everything up. Maybe a robot can do that. Years after years and after years and years and years and just years; for a pretty long amount of period. And they said family is chosen by Allah for testing us. And again they ask why they chose to take their own life. Maybe everyone has a perspective and can't blame elders, can't blame any classmates, can't blame relatives but only thyself; for losing patience, for being heart - out of control.

AAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! The laughter echo's through the small cell, bouncing off the brick walls and steel door. It is a insane laughter, a laughter that shows that someone has finally lost their mind. And they have. A blond mage hangs from chains in the middle of the cell. Her hair hangs over her eyes, casting most of her face into shadows. Her clothing is ripped and dirty, and she has a few bruises and scratches over her skin. Slowly a tear makes its way down her face, leaving a trail on her dirty face. As it drops to the dirt floor, her frown slowly turns into a smile as she starts laughing again, and this time she actually said something : " hehehe, HAHAHA, so I guess they never liked me anyway. I was just a replacement. Nobody actually cared about me. Everyone hated me. And I actually thought that they were my Nakama's. NAKAMA'S DON'T BETRAY THEIR FRIENDS!!!!! or so I thought..." That last part was whispered to herself. She lifts her face slowly, and her eyes are now completely emotionless. The once happy, bright Lucy Heartfilia of Fairy Tail was no more. ◾◾◾◾◾ Natsu Dragneel has finally returned to Fairy Tail, after a two year hiatus. Lissana has returned, and She and Lucy are great friends. Everyone knows that Lucy has a crush on Natsu now. Juvia is brilliant friends with Lucy, and all the ships except for Nalu, are official. Lucy plans to confess to Natsu, but before she could, she got kidnapped on a mission with Natsu. Everyone thought she was dead. Finally they realize that she isn't dead, but its to late. Lucy has been brainwashed, and now she hates Fairy tail. After escaping and training in the celestial world for a while, she comes back completely different, deadlier and even scarier then Erza. She rejoins Fairy Tail, intent on "revenge", but she starts to have doubts. Will Fairy Tail be able to save Lucy in time, before she destroys everything and herself with it?

For Dad-

friends camping trip gone wrong

I think there is no love story in any of the novels. They are just all kinds of sad, happy and sorrowful stories. I think we fell too fast, and the scattered rubble fell with us, like the stars in the sky fell like raindrops... It's hard to explain, what kind of theory is this? Am I very selfish? Human nature is selfish. Is it scary? However, it is more than just being scary and harbouring selfishness. "All suffering arises from desire" Aaheli thought... she always thought that! She had desired to live, but now she felt the opposite desire inside her, as inseparable as her breath. She knew that she would suffer from it, but she couldn't even begin to imagine the magnitude of the suffering required to achieve greatness in the chaotic, violent world outside. All she wanted now was to die. She remembered the philosopher Yang Zhu's belief that death should be neither feared nor revered, and funeral ceremonies were of no worth to the deceased. Perhaps death was the only way to escape the suffering caused by desire. And in the end , the desire was granted as a wish; maybe as a compensation. (Author's note: There's no connection with reality but some of its feelings are real. Don't mistake it to be some personal incidents. It's completely imaginary.)

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. So this story is about Phoebe and Elliot. Two teens who are completely different from each other. From sudden meeting to their daily routines their close depths of their minds have established an expedition of a lifetime. This story is not only bout the romance its also a stimulating story how one fights back from the penetration and the struggle. p. s. The title is kinda temporary we haven't fixed it yet.