Strangepeople Stories

Today I was getting some strange noises from my kitchen so I went to go look in the kitchen and it was a thing I was using making noise refrigerator it was the icemaker has a really stupid Bye

This is an interesting story of a girl with incredible imagination, huge love and a broken heart.

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This is just a little something I wrote for my drama class, it's not great but I spent a lot of time on it so I felt as though I should share it with y'all. In the future I will edit it again but below is an actual description. Jason is a damaged kid that has lost too much before. However, after discovering some horrible things about people that he knew and trusted and having his best friend go missing, Jason is put to the test to find out what happened to his best friend before it is too late. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ : This Story Contains Mentions of Rape/Sexual Abuse enacted against teenage characters. Do not read if you can not handle mentions of that (even though they aren't detailed).

The most horrible things in some children's lives aren't the monsters under the bed, the mocking children at school or the studies that threaten to pile up. It's the memories they've never been part of. The memories that were never theirs and the memories that led to their existence.

This is about a girl who's different than everyone else and she's always thinking. But she doesn't care what others think of her. This girls name is Paisley.

This being my first book, so far i think it is very creative. I don't think i should spoil the fun and the mystery for you. I honestly hope you all like it!!♥

The town that is shrouded in mystery will fall first.

I am just explaining a few things

I woke up in a room tied up. I could undo the ropes easily, they were certainly no Gordian knot. There's other people here, we're underground. Memories gone, some coming back. All I know is, that this is all going to hell. The traitors are winning. God help us. A/N: if this story is similar to anyone else's i do apologise but I didn't copy. This work is my creation and I would appreciate if it wasn't copied.

I stared up blankly at the ceiling and listened to the sound of the storm clouds rolling in. The air was full of static and the heat this year was overwhelming. The small fan on my chair definitely wasn't going to cut it.. I sat up and stared out across the housetops that were scattered into the distance. Looking back, my life had been like that of most other teenage girl's - Spending time with my best friend Alexis, listening to music on my worn out ipod, and staying up late to sit in my window and watch the night sky. But after the previous weeks events, my life seemed anything but ordinary. A sudden streak of lightning only added to my endless list of questions. .. Would a seemingly innocent June storm hold the answer to my questions? Would I able to get back to where I found myself before... A more unnerving question, however, was weighing on my mind... If I hadn't been dreaming, did a world really exist other than the one I'd always known, and if so, what did it have to do with me?....

He analyzed me from across the room. It was in that weird, self-aware, psychological sort of stare. *** How do you deal with a blood thirsty psychologist? Look no further. She does.