Trepidation Stories

Shiromaru Takani is the sole survivor of a destroyed nation, his village, the village hidden in the rivers, was assaulted by a single ninja, though hundreds of bodies rained from the sky. It was the work of a single man, a young ninja in his prime with hair as red as the blood he spilled across the nation. A single, dust covered man who commanded an entire army through a cavity in his chest, Sasori of the red sand, master of a hundred puppets. This is Shiro's story, a story of survival, anger, betrayal and perhaps even love as he is taken to the hidden mist village to undergo his training, but nothing is ever as easy as it seems, and the slaughter of his village may be just the beginning of his struggle through life, something he soon realizes when his team meets a strange, snakelike man who claims to know their past and offers help in his goal of revenge.

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A symphony of fading hopes , explores the depths of unspoken emotions with poignant reflections on lost love, heartbreak, and fading dreams. This collection captures the essence of cherished memories now reduced to shadows, and the raw sorrow of a heart wounded by silent battles. It delves into the resignation of dreams that have dimmed over time, and the delicate balance between fervent desire and fear. Through evocative verses, experience the ache of unreciprocated love and the quiet desolation of rejection. **"Apathwish"** is a sanctuary for those who seek solace in the silent yearnings that define our deepest feelings.

Trep came from an AU similar to Horrortale and Axetale. There was little to no food, threats around every corner, and a terrible Monarch on top of it all. The one thing he had going for him was his family. His brother, Portentous, his wife, Jasmine, and his six month old daughter, Bree. He felt it was all he needed, until the day it was ripped away from him by his world's Frisk, leaving him alone in despair. Dream came to him when he was at his lowest, giving him the safety he had always wanted for him and his family. Finally, he could mourn properly and heal. It didn't take long for him to find a group of friends within the Stars' Alliance, either. Then six months later, the war ends. What's worse, Nightmare and the core members of the Dark Alliance are moving in, throwing him once more into survival mode. Yet, seeing Nightmare in person...he didn't seem so bad...

I wrote this years ago and only reuploaded it in a desperate attempt for serotonin. Maybe one day I'll edit it but until then When you put a frog in boiling water it'll jump out immediately however, if you put a frog in lukewarm water and slowly turn the at up, the frog won't notice until it's to late. I guess that how it was for us, we never realized how deep we were until it was too late. Blythe Baker, Toni Sugg, Willow Morgans, Sam Johnson, and Lukas Jones. Five kids who never expected to be shipped to a college in Pensilvania. Five kids who definitely never expected to be caught up in a evil organization as old as time. Warning: Strong Language. Viewer discretion advised

What is your greatest fear? You might be able to find it here. What is the most peculiar situation you can think of? What would you do if you were thrown into it, from below or above? The best way to learn is by experience dysania will be found within these pages. A collection of fears I found tossed aside, Overcome, because their owners died. Simulations of situations that no one wants to be in, But you'll never know until the moment when you fall. If you fail to prepare, you prepare to fail. So what are you waiting for? What if the world got tinged with a color that could kill? It's a Red Maelstrom. What if you died like a cartoon character? What an Unfortunate Ending. What if you became a pop star? I'd be a Shooting Starlet. What if you were a bird in the apocalypse? How long could you Fly? Highest Ranks: #1 in Abstract #1 in Social Justice Awards: 1st place in The Peach Soda Awards

Oorvi Darshini, the best daughter ( as her mom says) had become weak in the sight of what lay before her. She stared at the email on her screen. Yes. It. Is. Just. An. Email. But enough to make her life- the life she'd worked so hard to build----begin to crumble around her. It costs a miracle to save the havoc. Was she lucky enough to get the miracle? In between who could be the one who caused the chaos?

{ One bed...and it's haunted } ~ warning : The following material is drawn off real life encounters & events. This is a story of fear, fever, and the strange moments when reality trembles just beyond grasp. #witwcontest 《 wattpad short story contest 》

"You did this, You did this, Its your fault, Its your fault, Why... Why... WHY!?" (Y/N) suddenly woke up . She kept crying, shivering, and thinking, 'What did I do wrong?' Then after a few seconds passby, which felt like hours, (Y/N) already forgotten her dream, and to why she is crying. She looked at her window, seeing its still nighttime. She looked at her clock, "It's too early." (Y/N) thought she needed more rest, so slowly but surely, bit by bit, (Y/N) fell asleep. Morning came. (Y/N) prepared herself to get ready for her part time job. As she was changing her clothes, she felt a strike of pain around her waist. "Ouch-" She looked at it but it doesn't show any signs that it was hurt. And there was it again. 'I felt it again.' Overlooking the pain, (Y/N) continued dressing up. After a short while, the pain disappeared. 'I guess I didn't had a good nights' rest.' (Y/N) went down stairs to see her brother preparing us breakfast. "Off to work?" Louis hugged (Y/N) and continued cooking. "Yep but I wouldn't want to miss breakfast, your food always makes me energize every morning." (Y/N) sat on the chair by the table, looking at Louis. "Anyways, here. I just finished cooking." Louis untied his apron putting it aside. "Are you not eating with me?" I asked. "I have a early meeting, so I have to go. Sorry." Louis tried being reasonable enough to convince (Y/N). I sighed. "Ok, but be careful on your way to work." "I will!!" Louis waved good bye to (Y/N), leaving (Y/N) all alone. "Ouch-" There is it again. Why does it hurt anyway?

Johnaly isn't coping. He can't cope. He doesn't realize he needs to. Luckily for him there are parts of his mind that are still connected to reality in a wet, goopy cob-web kind of way. But that's something, right?

Imagine you are stuck. Well not really stuck but lets just pretend. You are in a room. You have two demons trying to kill you. Luckily you escape, but you don't know how. You don't remember anything about the last 12 hours, but you can only remember a voice his voice and his name. "Jace" Now imagine this you wake up in a light room with two figures standing in the doorway. One rushes over to you when you whisper their name "Isabelle" These are all problems of her's. She needs to figure out what went wrong. And fast. Can she do it all before her relationship with Jace crumbles? Or will it be too late?

A perfect family who are forced to buy a new house for a reason , and it's haunted , seeing ghosts , nightmares , bad voices , but what if on of them is possessed? , facing many problems , love , family , school . Doing an exorcism for that girl . And coming back after a long time .

This is my very first piece of poetry

A bleak moment of true awareness.

A 7-year murder streak comes to a head when Poeniteo tampers with the wrong girl. Poeniteo is vindictive, it's true. But is it possible that the offender to give Poeniteo his comeuppance, is twice as heinous as he is?