Skitzophrenia Stories

He was the best and worst older brother. I thought I'd never be able to say, "hey, you turned out to not be a complete douche". His smile was the best, his influence changed my world. His death knocked me off balance. he died for a monster named Heroin, and I'll never forgive him completely for it. Yeah, miss him? Tons. Never forgive? Possibly. At the moment, I don't know what to think. That's why I'm trying to sort this shit out. I'm going to find forgiveness somewhere, but he'll have to work for it. Dead or alive.

story completely my own characters and setting. A young girl wakes up in a strange world, nothing making sense, nothing is safe. She encounters strangers along the way, warning her in their own ways. Finding out she is a patient with schizophrenia and is housed in a phsycward, she freaks out, still believing everything she saw. But maybe reality was the dream all along. And maybe there's a way to wake up after all.. ⚠️ Trigger Warnings ⚠️ Mental illness Depersonalzation Derealization Nightmares Gore Death Dark Themes Restraint Phsycward Hospital Weirdcore Corrupt treatment methods enjoy lil psychos 🤎

In London lurks a serial killer out to avenge his mother. He doesn't except to be weakened by his heart who begins to beat for his victim. A/N: this is a short story that I had to write in my creative writing class and I was really proud of it. And it is also a requirement to publish them somewhere because we are graded on that so I posted it here. I don't own the cover picture

another original creepypasta by your friendly neighborhood trash can.

You grew up, anti social and afraid of leaving your house thanks to your 'childhood' upbringings. Your dearest 'mother' told you from the very beginning of your life about how bad and scary the world was, making you watch TV shows and documentaries; showing how terrible the world really was. From rapists, murderous, paedophiles and so much more fucked up shit. And, it honestly terrified the fuck out of you, to the point where you happily stayed in your house and never left. Sometimes it got to the point where you didn't even trust your own parents... ____________________________________________ ∆Trigger warning∆ Talk of a wide range of mental illnesses, disorders. As well as, me a person with no experience in a mental hospital wrote this. So lots of things mentioned are unlikely to be real, or similar to real life. Definitely lots of profanity, likely not a lot of romance: I'm mostly basing this off of two people that have psychotic tendencies, that also have a weird interest in one and other. Slight mention of other creepypastas and marble hornet characters. ____________________________________________ Respectfully I'd say this was a 15+ but none of you will listen anyway.

"raja el barak apa acha ini gila ?" "acha ko ngomongnya gitu" "iya, temen-temen sekolah acha pada ngeledekin acha, kalo acha ini gila" "acha, acha ini gak gila ko, hanya ada kerusakan pada saraf otaknya doang" "raja el barak, apa bunda maria akan ninggalin acha, sama kaya papah ray yang ninggalin acha" "acha bunda itu gakan ninggalin acha, asalkan acha jangan pernah nangis dan sedih" "raja el barak apa cincin yang dikasih papah ray untuk acha masih ada?, tapi cincinnya kebesaran banget dijari manis acha" "acha cincinnya masih ada ko, suatu saat nanti acha yang akan memegang cincin itu, ini udah malem sekarang acah bobo ya jangan lupa cuci muka, kaki dan tangan dan gosok gigi supaya kuman-kumannya tidak bersarang dibadan acha" "iya raja el barak" acha mengangguk patuh lalu pergi menuju kamarnya, tidak lupa untuk cuci tangan, cuci kaki dan gosok gigi dan bersiap untuk tidur. ~terkadang aku hidup dipanggung sandiwara, hidup yang tak pernah nyaman, seperti anak lainnya. Aku cape hidup seperti ini, hidup dengan penuh teka teki dalam panggung. Hidup yang lebih banyak saling membunuh, hidup yang lebih banyak disiksa oleh ayah tiri dan kakak tiri, mereka jahat. Ini bukan kisah seorang psikopat yang membenci keluarga ku, ini juga bukan kisah cinderella yang disiksa oleh ibu(ayah) tiri dan kakak tiri. Tapi ini kisah acha, kisah yang penuh sandiwara keluarga dan sahabat. Dimana lebih banyak konflik bertengkar karena aku. Lebih banyak kisah lucu, disini mengajarkan kita untuk bersabar seperti aku, mengajarkan kita arti kehilangan kasih sayang. Mengajarkan kita apa arti rindu dan cinta. -ACHA

Trying to attempt to write something that's actually good...

The story of a girl who is only 15 and has went threw more down days and lost more than most people do in a lifetime.Had a bad past she finds a way to numb the pain but it was only regret she felt after it her wounds were deep and the scars wouldn't fade.she lost her farther to drug addiction and lost her best friend to suicide she has nothing left to give just stuck in a never ending loop of Toucher.

Have you ever done drugs? So badly you enter the drug world? Here's to a true story about what that leads to...

5 Stories all connecting in someway A lost memory Broken Sharp as glass Colourful figures Eternal night

Demons. Monsters. To most they can't be real, but what if they were. What if there was someone who could see them. Nate Jackson can. This is his pov of his for say ability.

Talutah is a little strange, but the only one who cares about me. Unlike my mother who takes out all of her drunken rage on me. Like me, Talutah had enough of her. Unlike me, Talutah is not afraid to kill. She is insane, but she is still my best friend. No one belives in her existence. Nobody understands. Text in bold- voices in head Text italicized- Talutah talking (Text in bold and italicized is Talutah's voice in head. Same for Sully. y/n- your name h/c- hair color e/c- eye color f/s- favorite candy My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

There is a palpable sense of struggle and inner turmoil conveyed through the narrator's dialogue and private reflections. The unseen "companion" seems determined to keep the narrator in a place of self-doubt and loneliness. Exploring their motivations and origins could add an interesting layer of mystery. Perhaps in a moment of clarity, the narrator begins to suspect this voice does not have their best interests at heart. Some of the key elements that point to this: - It explores complex questions about identity, loneliness, and the human psyche. The narrator is grappling with who they are at a deep, introspective level. - There seems to be an element of uncertainty about what is real vs. what is a product of the narrator's troubled mind. The unseen "voice" could be imagined or could be external - this leaves the reader questioning reality alongside the protagonist. - Mental/emotional distress and interior conflicts are central to the plot and character development. The narrator appears to be suffering from loneliness, self-doubt, perhaps other psychological issues. - Mystical/supernatural events (the voice) are left open to interpretation. They could be literal, or they could be symbolic of the narrator's internal struggle personified. This psychological/interpretive angle is common in this genre. - Prose has a subjective, stream-of-consciousness quality that draws the reader into the narrator's fragile mental state and highly personalized perceptions. So in summary, I think this blends psychological complexity, questions of reality/identity, and interiorized storytelling to qualify it as a work of psychological fiction. Of course, other genres may also apply as it continues to unfold. But so far the focus on the narrator's psyche seems the defining element.

Dealing with family issues and mental disorders, Leila is telling everything about her. Inside her mind are demons and disruptive plans. She experiences hallucinations throughout the day, which she has grown accustomed to, the voices in her head never quiet down, which she tells no one of except you, the reader, and she deals with physical and mental abuse from her family. Inside My Mind is really just a glimpse into a mentally unstable teen's head.

Welcome to the twisted world of how two friends met in an unlikely way.

once a year I got shipped off to boring Delaware. My grandma who I am forced to stay with, lives in the tiniest town of Bridgeville. At her house their is no Wi-Fi, no TV, no Computer or any sort of electronics. Everything there looks like it jumped out of the 1970's. Every summer I get to spend 2 weeks at home before my parents fly me to Delaware for the rest of summer. I mean it's not that bad. Like the highlight of my summer is going to the fair. I get to hang out with my mom's friend. My parents used to live there, until they moved to California. Everyday I went down to the library. Reading books or using the internet. Everything in that stupid town was of biking distance. On Sundays I had to go to church with Granny, and her friends. This town literally holds no people near the age of 15. You probably think this sounds like an incredibly boring summer And you are exactly right. I am thinking of calling it the Boringest summer ever. I may be a little exaggerating.

Vincent, he was happy for once. Painting, drawing, being who he wanted to be. Everything was normal, until she wrote in his notebook. Ferryn, it was just another summer at Mons for her. Another boring, uneventful summer. Everything was exactly the way it should be, until he wrote in her notebook. It was just a normal notebook. Or they thought it was. _______________________ A modern twist on the life of Vincent Van Gogh.

4 teenagers Kara, Kory, Rebecca, and Brandon struggle with many issues mentally and physically. Until they meet Ash. Ash takes them to a world called "Tenebris" Where they have to fight off their struggles... just one catch. The struggles are real, right in front of them, they have to save themselves.(TW:/mental health issues/eating disorders)