Suicidalthoughtsandactions Stories

Sasuke feels like life just isn't worth living. Naruto wants to change that. ❦ 『warning: mentions of depression and suicide』

Bullied in school, abused at home, alone. Well, you thought that you were alone until you met Nick, your favorite YouTuber, and you were around the same age as him. What will happen? Read to find out! !TW! Self-harm, depression, abuse, suicidal thoughts, and actions.

Jade Taylor wasn't what you'd necessarily call average, most people didn't even know of her existence most of the time, as she never spoke, always hidden behind a Harry Potter book or her sleeves. She was one constantly under the cruel, judgmental eye of those around her, along with a kick or a punch. Not experiencing the childhood of most, she underwent one of abuse and hate from those around her, except for her only scapegoat, her twin brother, Mason, who was soon to have his life taken away under the foot of abuse. Now numb, her mind is blank from all the pain around her and only has one wish, the sweet release of death.

This is the story of a girl trying to find herself in a world where everyone is trying to make her into something different. As she struggles with everyday life she and her best friend Vincent are crushing the town next door. Read to find out there story. This story deals with eating disorders,ptsd's, abuse, and suicidal thoughts and actions. You have been warned.

This story is in the process of being written. I am going to be publishing chapter by chapter, and using guidance by readers to help create this story. For anyone who is struggling with suicidal thoughts, depression, anxiety, has attempted suicide, self harmed or is self harming themselves in any way, shape, or form - this is a trigger warning, but also intended to express how people who are dealing with these sorts of things are feeling. If you are interested in reading, I encourage you. If you like, and are interested in continuing or sharing your thoughts, I encourage you to do that too. Thank you, Ally ~

you lived on the street as a runaway. Running from your home,your abusive parents,your problems and, your powers. In your family there was a generation of mages. They all had different elements of magic like; Fire,Ice,Life,and Death etc. One of these mages had multiple kinds of magic coursing through her veins. The other mages thought it wasn't right and called her a monster or more preferably a witch. So one day she ran away from home on her own for years. Which brings is to you. That mage was your Mom. Something happened to her and now she's abusive just like your alcoholic father. So one day something inside you whispered ; 'I can take your pain away. You only have to do one thing. Cut'. This voice stayed with you and whispered things to you. Sometimes you obeyed but sometimes you refused. The voice you call insanity told you to run away from home to escape all your problems. so one night when your parents where asleep you took off running as far away as you could. Until a boy around your age came along with his family and took you in. you never told them you were a mage in fear of scaring them away from you. But you kept cutting yourself whenever you where upset and alone. Insanity is still with you convincing you slowly to kill yourself. But the boy that saved you slowly fell for you without you knowing. He also had a secret he wanted to tell you. Now years later you are 17 years old and he's 18 one year older than you. you started cutting on a daily bases. One day Andrew found you cutting yourself and was shocked. since then he's been trying to help you but you pushed him away. What will happen to you? to Andrew? will you two tell each others secrets or will your cutting kill you? Read to find out!! Warning triggering thoughts and scenes! If super sensitive don't read!

Zombies. Snow. And 2 teenagers. What'll happen when these 2 run into unexpected trouble and get rescued by a mysterious bow wielding man? Read and find out!

A trash heap chalk-full of discarded peoms. Left to rust and wither away as time passes by. My poems, My thoughts. Randomized. Don't steal my stuff(Not like you'd really want this trash). I will find you, stab you in the eyeball with a fork, and stick a pole up your ass(If there isnt already one up there).