Obscurity Stories

Another nightmare, the third, but this time is a different story. hope you'll like it.

"...Uncle, why....?" "Mum, dad...where are you...?" "Dear diary...I think I'm not a human anymore."

With wounds and scars, she tried to live. With him around, she continued to breathe. She didn't think she needed him. Even after two trials, it was still the same answer. And it all happened so fast, almost like reflex.

A collection of elegies about heartbreak, pain, and betrayal. Mostly base about my life. Hope you enjoy them!

Winter in the small, normally quiet and shy town of Hilaris. And in Hilaris this year, the whole entire season of fall has been a bad one, a cold one. Some of the families have been able to escape the town before the snow blocked off the roads. But the unfortunate children and families who have to stay in Hilaris, are pretty much stuck. There has been lots of drama. Everyone had a reason to flip out; the cold weather, the constant snow, the fact that there was no where to go to escape anyone you hated, the fact that everyone STILL had to go to work and worst of all; school. And on one school day at Hilaris Highschool, something happens. Something expected, but something unbelievable. One student snaps. But which student? Why? Everyone's in danger as students start disappearing one by one. Fingers are pointed at everyone, and even the best of friends are skeptical of each other. Anyone could be the killer. Snowed in, the kids of Hilaris High have to find out who's the one who started it all, where the missing students are; but can they destroy the killer before destroying themselves?

Sometimes I'm crying out in pain. I wonder if anybody has been through what I've been through. Can anyone relate? Abusive friendships? That I couldn't seem to let go? Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck, and I should do more. I don't need to dwell on this pain, but I do need to cope. I need therapy. These words are therapy for my soul.

IDK

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In a world where magic has always belonged to fairies, now it turns out that even specialists may have powers not yet awakened. Secrets kept hidden that are about to be revealed and new dangers are about to strike Alfea. Despite the general happiness not everyone is thrilled......Riven with a dull look watches the leaves fall from the trees, alone in the woods. "Why is everyone so interested in magic, everything was so much simpler when there was one division between fairies and specialists. Why does everything have to change?!" He is the only one in his group who does not take classes and seems to have no special talents, but is that really the case? Will he be able to keep his secret hidden for much longer? Will he be able to conceal all his doubts and suffering in indifference? And what will happen if the whole truth comes out? This story takes its cue from Fate: The Winx Saga, the characters belong to the series I simply wanted to create a story that could give space to one of the characters that in my opinion has not been deepened enough in the series.

Just the average run of the mill unnecessary thoughts drafted down because it's healthy to know you've got issues.

Thoughts at 4 AM.

Come and have a sit, here in the head of a psychopath, just for a while. This is a short frame of what may exist - or not - in this mad, big world.

It's not a lie. I use to have bad nightmares at night and often they follow me in the other dreams. This is the first I wanna write down here.

Sam, who is hospitalized, encounters the hospital rules on the paper attached to his hand when he regains his consciousness, and things start to get interesting after that.

A impecunious book reviewer gets disheartened after reading the latest novel by the famous Henry James . . .

So unlike a Ghost, her experiences have shaped who she is. Can you really know others if you are unknown to yourself? Could it be Pride or Trauma? or... Is it the Obscurity? Author: Yours Truly, Manri.Luisaelena or LeMz