Sickandtwisted Stories

Again a job. Again a motel. Again alone in a shabby room. Dean lay on the very uncomfortable bed and stared at the wall.

A story I challenged myself to write in less than 30 minutes while in my Discrete Structures class. Features the pseudo canonical and elusive Bling Bling getting tied up...

this ia a true story about how i was rapped by my step daddy until i was 4 its a bit scary to share this experience but i need to talk about it. :'(

"But is it all worth it?" "was what worth it?" I asked, still staring at myself in the mirror. " It. Worth. It?" my reflection waves her...