Historias de Voicesinmyhead

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. Started-5/6/2026 Finished-

I write things down when I don't want to forget what I was feeling at a certain time and place. I don't have to be happy or joyful to want to remember, sometimes I want to remember the pain, and the anger I've felt so I wrote it down I hope if you relate to anything that you've found peace. Please don't copy them, thank you 💜

Not really sure what I'm doing here but i have an idea.

Friendships are really beautiful...but what if every friend you make turn their backs on you when you need them while you are always there for them...?! She was always there for her friends...but will they ever be there for her when she needs them..? #friendships #replaced #changes

The strangers ask me anything. The demons rat on us! *Told from two points of views*

"We are not out of time, nor of words," her voice was sweet but bitter, strong but falling, "But alas the sea of love that are our hearts...." "Turned out to be mere streams." I finished. We sometimes make 'friends' of the things that are the most harmful.

"You're lying to me" Sol said. His tall frame leaned over me, his jaw sporadically clenching and unclenching. His eyes searched mine for answers. "I'm not" I shrunk away from him, and into the wall behind me. I looked down, not able to say what wasn't the truth to his face. "YOU ARE!" He slammed his fist into the wall behind me, I flinched and shut my eyes, as if he had hit me. His silver irises flashed with anger. Sol's free hand grasped my jaw and forced me to look up at his normally happy, smiling face now twisted into a snarl. "What did you do?" his fingers pressed into my skin harder. I whimpered, and he let go. "Sorry.." he mumbled gruffly and hid his hands in his pockets again. I rubbed the underside of my jaw before answering. "I-I killed Peter, and then I heard her voice again, and she told me to go back... Then I woke up and I did it again, the whole day, but this time I d-didn't kill him. I'm s-so sorry." Sol's face blanched, his eyes wide. He took a step back from me, "She's in your head?" I nodded, looking down again. Sol took another step back, "So that was you that I felt yesterday..." His eyes clouded over, he looked down. "But I didn't know you killed..." he looked back up at me, "I have to go," then his face stretched into a pained, fake grin "See ya later kid". After he turned the corner, I sunk to the floor, holding my head in my hands. Did I just loose my one true friend? "What have I done?" I felt tears running down my cheeks. I reached up to wipe them away and brought my hand in front of my face. My fingers were stained black. An echoing giggle filled my skull. She was back.

A poem about the voices in my head

corpse husband x fem oc [𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗘𝗗] In which two faceless/nameless streamers meet, and realize that they need each other more than they thought. or when the twitch streamer, anonymous, rises to fame after hard work and dedication, quickly realizes how much being a extremely popular mystery streamer with a unique voice fucks up your mental health. But what happens when she meets another mystery streamer with a deep raspy voice as well, and realizes how alike the two streamers are? Highest ranks- #1 atelophobia

"Voice of despair is a collection of poetry that delves into the depths of sorrow and anguish. It comes from my soul and I hope it reaches your soul. This anthology captures the raw, unfiltered emotions of despair, exploring themes of loss, loneliness, and the struggle to find light amidst the darkness. It is a poignant journey through the shadows of the psyche, giving voice to the often silent and hidden pains that haunt us all. I hope you will like my poetry❤️🖤🪽

Stiles' nightmares continue and soon he becomes the thing he fears. Want to find out what happens then read on. I hope you enjoy and happy reading. :) *I don't own teen wolf or the characters and all credit goes to their respective owners like Jeff Davis the creator of teen wolf. I also don't own any of the gifs or images I use I get them all from google searching. There will also be a character I make up that I do own. Now I'll let you continue, and I hope you enjoy. Happy reading :) ;) *

a boy mourns the death of his friend.

Luke Hemmings is considered "crazy." Well, as crazy as you can be when your own father murdered your mother. Luke has been from foster home to foster home for several years, never fitting into any home or place. On his 18th birthday, Luke was moved across country (having been all around the U.S. and Australia) from a small town in Bangor, Maine; to a town in Pittsburgh, Philadelphia. New town. New faces. New start. And a new place to work. You see, Luke isn't like most young adults. His passions and ideas of a goodtime aren't a few drinks or spending time with friends. No. His idea of fun is murder. And when Luke sets his eye on a prize--- or in his case a victim--- he won't stop until he gets it. And Josephine (AKA Joey) has just stepped into Luke's life. She's an opportunity. She's a gift. And Luke is just getting started. {Rankings as of October 5, 2019} •#1 in voicesinmyhead •#1 in amandasteele •#13 in voices •#22 in victim •#121 in 5sosfanfic •#298 in 5secondsofsummer •#534 in lukehemmings •#813 in murder **COPYRIGHT! THIS IS MY STORY PLEASE DONT STEAL!** Credit for cover: @FlukeLover96

What is within will always come out.

a simple girl of 16 years old named Delia moves to another city where she meets some not so suitable people, in order to integrate she has to commit all kinds of illegalities would she realize that what shes doing is bad or she will destroy her own life? ‼️COVER IS NOT MINE‼️

Some things come by nature, and others come by nurture, but some things are brought on by fate

Yoru Hane is the opposite of sane, as much as she tries to deny it. She's got two voices in her head; your classic angel and devil, except the devil, is all her doubts and fears. But if that's true, what is the angel voice comprised of? Her teacher sees potential in her, though she herself does not. Not wanting to disappoint, Yoru goes and accepts the recommendation to go to UA. She enters with zero expectations and walks out feeling the same. How will she react when she receives a letter saying she had gotten in and is now in the hero course? Will she make it or crack under the pressure? ---------- This is a very poor attempt at a Tokoyami fic. I apologize in advance. This won't follow the main plot to the tea, because as an author I can fuck everything up. Get ready for an emotional rollercoaster~ -WARNING- Includes a child going mentally insane, friends who are like her family, and trust issues. Just to let ya know what you're getting yourself into.

Charlotte has lost her self , dealing with the violent death of her best friend she drifts further and further away from the path of the happy life she has carefully constructed herself. As she falls in to the despair of having to live side by side with who she considers responsible for her loss she can feel the line between sanity and morality slipping with every painful day her depression keeps her in bed. *Direct continuation of shield*