Parentalabuse Stories

The brothers deal with a lot of feelings about their mom.

The perspective of a teenage girl with a scrambled mind. She has everyone's back yet no one has hers. She get walked on and pushed around, but she deals with it. She wants help, but is to afraid to ask for it.

Generational trauma is the followed footsteps we can never break free from, no matter how hard we try to fight that inevitable fact. Growing up, we have said the words, "I do not want to become like my mother/father." Then one day, in a blink, we come to the realization not just how much we are like our parents, but that we are our parents. I sit across from my mother, that blink of realization only hours before. She's going on and on about lord knows what, and all I can try to do is to break those followed footsteps one last time, but like every other time I have tried, I will fail. When will the time come that I simply embrace the fact that I am now coming to accept.

Abusive

Every 20 years, a peculiar event happens in the world, most people call it "The blood moon". When the sky turns dark and the moon red. They say a beast will come hunt you at night, a beast born from your worst nightmares. Every 20 years, a genocide happens, no one ever being able to understand or stop it. It was during one of those specific nights that Shane lost something precious to him... but for some reason... he can't quite remember. WARNING: CONTAINS CHILD ABUSE, GORE AND THE USUAL TRIGGERS, READERS BE WARNED

A man and his therapist entrapped in a room of quiet only guided by the small dim of a florescent light. Ivan Lee and Dr. Roy a renowned psychologist from Manchester are on a quest into the ghastly mind of Ivan Lee. A memory that ended in a brutal show down that somehow Ivan was muddled in back in 2001 that may have led the police to realize they had the wrong man 21 years later. A short story into the mind of Ivan Lee and what may have actually happened that night and through his life in the past.

"Do you understand that boys pain" "I understand that boys pain" The words spills between his lips almost hesitant. It's raining heavy and it's cold when it meets the exposed area of his skin.. He understands the man's pain, but that gives him no right to be a monster.

This story moves the way it does because it follows the logic of a child's mind rather than the logic of the plot. Sunday drifts through memory, sensation, and small observations because that is how she survives what is happening around her. The meandering structure reflects the emotional truth of childhood: children do not experience pain in neat, orderly arcs, but through fragments, images, moments of fear, and unexpected pockets of beauty. I wanted the story to feel lived rather than arranged, so it wanders the way memory wanders-returning to what hurts, lingering on what is gentle, and holding tightly to the small kindnesses that make endurance possible.

We are children and teenagers who have no one. Who have no shelter. Nothing but the streets and the fear and the apathy of the well-fed and sheltered. Nothing but hunger and poverty and pasts we would rather forget. But despite all that we have each other. We always make sure to have each other. Because in this world full of apathy and hate, kindness grows only when you plant it. And I will do anything to protect my family. Anything.

Martin Collins is not his real name. Neither is Lucas Martin or a dozen other names they have called him for years. He has reached a point where his name doesn't even mean anything to him. Because no matter how many times he changes all of himself he still remains with the same darkness of his past in his heart. He still is the boy with six fingers, the boy with unhealed scars. Andrea Lauren is not a runner. Yet when her past mistake follows her all the way to college all she has is her two legs to trust. She knows her time is almost up. She knows it is only a matter of time before everyone she loves turns against her. And there isn't a long enough road to run the fear off of her system. Arda is a run away,stuck with his idiotic,stubborn best friend. His scars tell him he is a survivor,his family calls him a dissapointment. What does his heart say? Perhaps he doesn't even have one anymore. Linda is not her brother. She is self centered and too honest for her own good. She doesn't know what it means to be compassionate. Is it something she should've learned until now? Or can a 13 year old be excused for abusing everyone around her?

Ansh simply can't navigate logic between the coiled grooves of his brain. Sometimes he wishes to be a woman and other times, he wishes to transgress boundaries of gender and become a synthesis of all the mistiness he feels inside. Feeling entirely 'man' is the last thing his heart can agree with. Ansh is confused. How does he articulate his feelings to the boy he has come to live with? - - - Features a uranic/mascic and non-binary (bigender) lead with elements of the agender identity, a non-heterosexual cisgender love interest, descricbes typical responses of a person with an avoidant attachment style, all while being Indians and set in India. #Featured on the FreeTheLGBT page under the Diverse Lit reading list. #Featured on Wattpad India's Pride 2021 reading list.

This is a Compilation of my originals poems, mostly drawn from my real life, some inspired by others'. From happiness, motherhood, sadness, grief, anger, this compilation of works really covers emotions and thoughts covering a wide range of experiences that I hope most will relate too.

Being the eldest sibling is hard, especially when you have no parents to raise your younger sisters. In this story, that's just the case in Adagio Dazzle's life. Unlike the Dazzlings we've come to see so far, this Adagio and her sisters have always lived on Earth, showing just a peak into the human counterparts' lives. During a normal night at home, Adagio has to remember the thoughts of her mother, all while keeping her promise to keep her sisters happy. Life can be unfair at times... ------------------------------------------------------------ This oneshot has been on my mind a lot and I've been wanting to make this into a full fledged story, but I want to see how my audience reacts to this type of prompt before I write something like it~ Please tell me what you think of this dynamic and enjoy the show!

Like most people, Hope Mitchell wanted to be loved by her parents. Hope goes to Virginia to find her birth mother but ends up meeting the man of her dreams who so happens to be the extremely handsome Asher Logan.

These are little bits of my life I chose to write like a story. They are some pieces from the darkest and lightest highlights of my experiences. Some may seem trivial to others or possibly beautiful. If you don't like them, sounds like a you problem.

This is just an authors note

He was on a bridge about to jump, someone saves him. But who? Read and you'll find out

This is book is somewhat inspired by the submersible incident going on. Luke, a 19 year old is forced to go on a death trip by his father. The trip includes 4 other men then him, but when Luke meets a particularly cute blonde, he doesn't hate this trip so much(even with his fear of water). How will his father react? Will Luke and this cute blonde make it? Read to find out. Also please read tags for warnings