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-YANDERE-AILEN-- Reads 27
- Parts 1
You don't know if you're still alive or if you've ever been, you feel wrong. .... But you'll get by some how. ---- "I'm doing my best." "Try harder" "..." (This is me practicing my writing so read as you will)+13 more- Reads 27
Cr0k2p0l- Reads 79
- Parts 7
(THIS BOOK HAS BAD GRAMMAR! First part was made in 6th grade, really long ago! This book is an original story that is still a work in progress. ) Follow a boy name Chi whos 16 years of age! He doesn't know where he is at all. An neither is he a normal boy, he's weird boy. but this story is involves a change of point of view!+8 more- Reads 79
KeepItASecret_Ok- Reads 219
- Parts 3
Thought about this a night don't judge... ... ... ... ... ... ...OK judge a bit.+8 more- Reads 219
queenKharrypotter- Reads 113
- Parts 11
Happy endings? Earth? Life? Existence? Boredome? What is it really? I promise this isn't some conspiracy theory thing it's just an honest interpretation (or at least my opinion ) of the aforementioned subjects. Along with a few others ...❤❤- Reads 113
Ariel_Le_Mermaid- Reads 41
- Parts 3
This is literally just me going on about *gasp* you guessed it, all of my existential crises. But more specifically the one I'm having now.+2 more- Reads 41
demonicpotato2016- Reads 11
- Parts 1
She had never seen the sun, felt the wind on her face, or felt soft sand between her toes. The only life she knew was the cold, soggy basement. This is the inspirational beginning of a life, of a girl; Poot.+6 more- Reads 11
Asdk2002- Reads 32
- Parts 5
Many people are naive and think that they have it the worst and wish for pity. But sadly, no true person wishes for pity, only the mask of a breaking person wishes for such terrible things.+5 more- Reads 32
Alliciana- Reads 2
- Parts 1
A story of another Me, another life where I am not myself, but am another person, a shadow of the person that I am and who I wish to be.- Reads 2
defnotahumanlol- Reads 13
- Parts 8
identity, dissociation, and becoming something else. Lucy thought she understood the world. She thought daylight meant safety, family meant protection, and goodness meant survival. Then Layla came-and everything Lucy trusted began to unravel. In a house that remembers, in a body that betrays her, Lucy faces a force that is both stranger and intimately familiar. It bends reality, warps memory, and demands a choice no one should ever have to make: uphold her morality-or survive at any cost. As blood pools, mirrors reflect more than appearances, and trust becomes a weapon, Lucy realizes that the true horror is not what she can see-but what she might have always been. A story of identity, morality, and the fragile line between hero and monster, The Shape I Cannot Escape is a relentless exploration of fear, memory, and the costs of being good in a world that refuses it.+4 more- Reads 13
