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.

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 hands around "Yes. What do I have to lose, hm? " I look to the boxes then back at her. You know what? I'll stay if you give me one good reason. " I glare at her, waiting for something to keep me here but it was answered by silence. "Exactly, absolutely nothing." Once triggered, you will never be the same. Triggered enough times, you fall quick and hard into the deep end. Causing all progress in love, happiness, and hard work to seep away, leaving you desperate to escape the past and start fresh. Well... after everything that has happened to Hadleigh, she decides to do exactly that. She's now 83, and finally willing to tell the world what's the worth of not staying... p.s You might see some sneak peeks of one life that isn't mainly in the spotlight. Was this death real, or a distraction from the rogue mission?

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 with reader. Reader is female.