Historias de Twistedmind

In the eerie depths of the Western Ghats, Rahul's journey unravels into a realm of spine-tingling mystery. Whispering winds and the ethereal scent of jasmine accompany his every step, while a fleeting encounter with a spectral presence sends shivers down his spine. Haunted by unexplained occurrences, Rahul's sanity teeters on the edge as he desperately seeks answers. With each passing moment, the line between reality and the supernatural blurs, leaving readers breathless with anticipation. Will Rahul succumb to the unknown forces lurking in the shadows, or will he uncover the chilling truth that threatens to consume him?

Hasini wakes every night at 3:17 AM to whispers, missing memories, and secrets buried in the dark. What begins as a search for truth turns into a deadly game of hidden identities, psychological manipulation, and shocking betrayals. As mirrors lie, voices return, and every answer creates a new mystery, Hasini must uncover who she really is-before the darkness inside her takes over forever

In 1950s Los Angeles, Carl, a physics student, battles temporal lobe epilepsy that fuels his obsessive pursuit of exotic matter and spirals him into madness. As his seizures intensify, so does his rage, transforming him from a troubled genius into a methodical serial killer, targeting those who challenge his fractured brilliance

A couple of poems that are about me and my life.

This poem? It's a reflection of what you can't understand. Every tear, every sigh, it's all a game, a mask, a lie that only a monster wears. You think it's sorrow? It's not.

A love so strong, even death couldn't break it. She wakes up every morning, preparing breakfast, brushing his hair, and whispering sweet nothings to the man she loves. He never complains, never leaves-he stays exactly where she wants him to be. she simply smiles and pours another cup of tea.

As I just try and move on and deal with it I decide to take what Lola & I thought was the easy way out so here I am a runaway with an empty stomach and a mouth full of lies.

" Ondina west were you or were not holding the gun in hand over Deveno Vails dead cold body?" How much more trouble could I possibly get in? I might as well tell the whole truth of what happened that night. I knew that as soon as I said what I needed to say that I would be locked away for a very long time maybe even forever. "Yes your honor I was holding the gun, but I wasn't the one to shoot him" "Well who was then? If it wasn't you then who? Because from what I know his body was laying on the ground unresponsive for a few hours before you called for help and not only that it seems to be a bit weird that you weren't crying or showing any remorse for his passing, it also states that you had mumbled "if I could have I would have murdered you the first night I met you" which not most grieving wives would say. Now would they Miss West?" I knew I was in deep sh!t before, but now I know there may not be an escape. "Your right your honor most wives wouldn't say that, but I can't deny that I didn't say that. Deveno was and still is the love of my life. What I said is unforgivable, but I said it out of hatred for him leaving me so soon and for what he said during our fight earlier that day. I can't take back what I said, but I wished I would have said something more loving, more appropriate for the situation I was in". Maybe it would be better to start off where it all began. ----------------------- Ondina West a kind soul with a twisted mind Deveno Vails a killer in cold bold but has a soft spot for his family Two messed up people with dark past can there love ever be normal ----- ⚠️ warning ⚠️ Includes -dark topics such as -Sexual assault,murder,self harm and eating disorders - there will be LGBTQ topics and cussing if you don't like that then don't read this story If any of this triggers you or you don't like it please don't read --- Cover picture is from Pinterest

An institution for the Mental has its history. Whether it was good or bad it had history. A stranger, lost, confused and abandoned on the island of where the institution is located has been welcomed and kept taken care of. She doesn't remember a thing about her past. She walks down the hallways of the institution pondering over the history. All she wants is to find out who she is, where she really is and what's really going on in her life. However, unexpected, untold truths resurface the institution causing there to be an unforgettable, yet disturbing scene of events. This definitely marks the history of the Mental Institution of the Alienated. An insane tale of mentality.

This is my first ever book. (If you're reading this then you're amazing and I would appreciate if you'd follow me.) Anyways description of the book: My name is Eamon Rose and I'm 19 years old. Me and my friends played truth or dare and ended up In this mess. Well, it all began when my other friend, Elliott picked me for truth or dare. I obviously said dare. He dared me to go to the creepy old house on 17th Street. That's where we found it... Updates: -6/4/20 Part 1 is published! 488 words! (Not alot) -6/5/20 Part 2 published! (2 Day streak!)

In a world such as ours, pain and suffering is inevitable. People that takes advantage of others are lurking in each corner, impersonating as the good guys that turns out to be the villains. Revealing their true colors once you have placed your trust in them. And TRUST? is a fool's word. its merely a dream for those whose innocence are still intact. But for those whom have seen the dark sides of the society.... its nothing more than asking for a suicide. Dont be sorry, it means nothing to a Broken Soul. Healing is only for deep wounds yet it leaves scars. And speaking of scars, the brands that are left of our past so we may never forget. Running will do no good, where ever you may go, you are you, you've done what you have done, you've said what you have said, even running a million miles does no change over the facts and nothing shall change. Even if you love or be loved. and a story to prove of a person's REDEMPTION OF A BROKEN SOUL is a hallucination there's no thing as such and it will be proven IN THE END. Yet witness the struggle to fight of a broken person just to redeem the happiness that has been unprovided, stolen from them.

This is an alternate universe in which marshmello has split personality dissorder wich causes him a lot of trouble on his journey he fell in love with a fan named "you're name" will they over come it together ?

Arun, a manager at LCC Inc., leads a double life as a grey hat hacker. His world with his wife Anukirtika and friend Renuka is shattered when he discovers a murder linked to his past. The victim, Arjun, presumed dead, is alive and on a vengeful mission. Arun uncovers a sinister medical mafia operating in Rainbow Hospital, trafficking organs and drugs.Captured by a man claiming to be Charlie from another world, resembling Arjun, Arun learns of Charlie's obsession with his "lost love," Renuka. As friends and colleagues are brutally murdered, Arun confronts Charlie, navigating a nightmarish reality of love, revenge, and dark human nature.

Janet lives in a house built on cruelty, silence, and chaos. Trapped between reality and the darkness in her mind, she's trying to escape her family, her thoughts, and herself. But what if the real danger isn't outside it's inside her?

She wears a flawless mask to hide what lurks beneath - but when the mask shatters, what remains? Without the porcelain face, who is she really? In the darkness beyond the beauty, a terrifying truth waits - and losing the mask might mean losing herself forever.

Title says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slight trigger warning.

Anastasia an 6 years old little girl explains her life at the orphanage and her "funny facts" back then, "If becoming a fool means understanding and mastering the act of humanity, then ill be one"

The story is about me and my experience of something scary. And it's a true story.

Senior year was supposed to be stressful-college decisions, exams, and prom night with Amber. But when the sound of gunshots echoed through the school hallway, the pressure of grades suddenly felt like nothing. Trapped in a classroom with blood pooling under the door and classmates dying around him, panic and paranoia set in. Text messages to his mom offered no comfort-only confusion. And then, just when the nightmare felt too real to survive, he woke up. Or at least he thought he did. Because sometimes the line between dreams and reality is thinner-and darker-than anyone wants to believe.