Trippy Stories

Just read-- damn I need a better description Warning some chapters will contain flashing images, ill tell you when its coming, don't sue me for ur heart attacks none of the images used are mine, and belong to their rightful owners, i apologize for not crediting the author for i get them off google and do not know who designed them

When seventeen-year-old Naya Porter moves from Boston to rural Georgia to live with her dad and aunt, she expects to be bored out of her mind. But there's something in the woods behind her aunt's house that has other plans for her. Something old and hateful that's trapped behind a twelve-foot-high brick wall that her family has guarded for generations. With the accompaniment of four new acquaintances from school, ranging from emerging crush to low-key nemesis, Naya must lead a deadly expedition through a breach in the wall where she'll encounter a nightmare-scape mash-up of horrifyingly real haunted houses. **New chapters drop weekly on Fridays!**

He had one wish, and he wished for a better version of himself, and he got just that, but not in any normal fashion, but by entering a different reality. Through The Hatch, Myca James Abell discovers many hidden parts of his long forgotten home town, but more importantly parts within himself he didn't know about. Adventure on a journey with the man who froze his town in place with his prescience alone. Fall in love with characters who are to real for the small town of Forest Ridge, and let the story and emotions of characters let you dive through the hatch along with them.

The book of cool and trippy things

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Static Drift - The Folded Layer Some doors open in reverse. Micah thought he escaped. He was wrong. The drift isn't over - it's evolving. Reality has begun to collapse inward, folding memory into memory, self into self. In this final descent, he must navigate echo-worlds, haunted mirrors, and the layered lives of the versions he never became. Time bends. Identity frays. And through it all, something calls his name - a voice from before the lightning. Before the split. Before he ever questioned what was real. This is the end of the drift. Or the beginning of something even deeper. A story about memory, meaning, and the spaces between selves - where love lingers, faith fractures, and every choice could be the one that breaks the universe.

»In which she was an exception to the world who forgot him« [COMPLETED] 【 SHORT STORY 】

Just a few short stories and poems that I've created thus far. Will possibly continue this if I get good ratings and a nice amount of views.

This is book is the best book to look at when high... (Trust me coming from a stoner herself) This book has the best videos, music, and just plane out trippy photos to look at when high. This book also contains stupid stuff I have said/done while high. Will boast high!!

Owen Foster is normal. He's a student, partygoer, friend to most. He drinks a little too much on the weekends. Normal. But he's jobless. So when a small, seemingly harmless poster is taped to a wall on campus reading: DO YOU LIKE MONEY? DO YOU LIKE HELPING PEOPLE? IF YOU ANSWERED YES TO EITHER OF THESE QUESTIONS, COME TO THE JUPITER CENTER OF SCIENCE AND MEDICAL TESTING THIS THURSDAY Owen was interested. But he had no idea that the Jupiter Center would change his life forever. But whatever, money is money, right? [hey, thanks for stumbling onto my story, I hope you find something to enjoy, or at least capture your attention. I'll try my best to add on to it regularly, life sometimes gets in the way. Any feedback in any form gives me more motivation to continue! Thanks.

This poem was based of some weird idea I got. No I am not suicidal. I would love some feedback. Thanks!

Just a place for me to write down things that come to my mind, poetry, stories, or questions for the universe. There are slow updates, and both connected, and not connected stories.

So this is just a story full of poems I make up on my alone time weather they're about me or maybe someone I know. I'm not the happiest person on earth so this may contain some negativity. These poems are just thoughts I have throughout the day in a more relaxing poetic tone. This poem may include harsh topics so Trigger Warming now. Topics: • Love • Anxiety • Friendships • Confusion • Loneliness Please enjoy and lmk if someone can relate to these, i'd very much enjoy knowing i'm not alone in the scary world of being stuck inside your own head :b.

Poetry about a year of love, loss, pain, and beauty. Even the bad parts were somewhat beautiful. I had slipped back into my disorder Fell in love for the first time Fought with my depression Turned to drugs and became addicted Found the spiritual meaning to life Became confident and fucked around It was an ongoing struggle. However, I turned my pain into art... Enjoy my messy 2019 :)

This is a collection of supernatural tales set in various times and locations. I hope to release one episode a month to bi-monthly. The tales are written as originally imagined: an old time radio anthology by Robert Monk and Mike Cartozzo. What you are embarking on are the scripts we hope to one day turn into collection available on a streaming platform. These stories are our love letter to series such as the Twilight Zone, Alfred Hitchcock Presents, The Outer Limits, etc. We hope to give it the warm nostalgic feel of a 50s sci-fi program. We are in the process of creating the first episode in radio format. Until its completion, I will be presenting the stories as they were first written. We hope you enjoy. Stay weird!

The product of an already over-active imagination combined with a major lack of sleep.

A certain shade of yellow causes Youman, a depressed and introverted eighteen year-old boy from England, to hallucinate. Youman's "trips" are chronicled with terrifying detail and deep implications, each vision taking him deeper into the depths of his own mind as he learns more about himself and the people around him.

What would happen during a sudden apocalypse? How would you react? How would others react? would you react the same way as Solanine?

It's been almost a month since the Phoenix came down. As far as anyone knows, Harvard is dead. But then, Cambridge discovers a static message that hints she's alive and well. But in order to find her, Cambridge will have to cross the very fabric of time and space and encounter some truly strange things.