Voicesinmyhead Stories

telepathy army acts. voices from isis. Dr experiences with voices unknown at first until became telepathic to read emails and files in her mind to find out the real truth behind voices and sinister law for telepaths.

Some lines protect us. Others imprison us. I crossed one, and everything changed. Arielle, a final-year university student, has always lived by one rule-never fall for a lecturer. But when she breaks years of silence and reaches out to the man who once seemed untouchable, what begins as a private confession unravels into a complicated entanglement of desire, guilt, and betrayal. As boundaries blur and consequences close in, Arielle must navigate the wreckage of choices she never thought she'd make. The Line I Crossed is a deeply emotional journey through forbidden love, personal reckoning, and the quiet, painful power of walking away. A bittersweet, redemptive story for anyone who has loved too much-and learned from it.

Here are some poems I wrote about how I'm feeling. I'll update whenever I can depending on how I feel. Some poems might be a bit disturbing for you guys so read at your risk ✯ - Highly recommended/my favs ❄︎ - Disturbing/inappropriate/a bit sexual (tho it's not rlly sexual so I'm not labeling it as Mature)

Let Them Hear You is an anthology that voices out different colours of life. Dark and bright colours that paints a picture of thought processes of a human being. Emotions are felt more clearly through words and poetry gives a huge impact in one's life. Know your colour by reading it.

Hello I'm Liliana, I'm a twelve year old girl in Chicago Illinois. I recently died in a car crash only to discover I was in a virtual reality world, it just felt so real. Will I ever be able to except that, all I know is that my life will never be the same.

silent screamers, on the hill, atop the world beneath the sky silent screamers screaming silent, not able to give a- about the loud screamers who didn't think before they screamed

This Is The Description Of The Inside My Head. The Chaos That Not Even Me Understand

When an invisible being known as The First Story is ready to be written. He chooses Sam-a chaotic, first-time writer-as its writer. The First Story thinks it's finally found a way to be written. But inspiration isn't always enough. As the two clash over deadlines, dreams, and what it means to create something lasting, their partnership begins to unravel. Now caught between the world of stories and the messy mind of a struggling writer, The First Story must decide: stick with the writer it chose... or find a way to escape. A darkly funny, heartfelt tale about creativity, failure, and the strange bond between story and storyteller.

What happened when all Hell breaks loose?

I just feel like writing something right now A weird collection of thoughts and ideas I have whenever I'm alone. My thoughts and ideas are surprisingly difficult to put into words, so I apologize if the writing is a bit weak.

I just need it out. I need it out of my mind. When words fail, my writing speaks.

Sometimes even the strongest people break down ! Most times the ones that appear strong are the most broken !! Is this a cry for help?? No

"ʜɪ ᴠᴏɪᴄʏ! ɪ'ᴍ ᴋᴇʟʟʏ." "ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ 'ᴠᴏɪᴄʏ' ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ." "ᴡʜᴏᴀ! ꜱᴏʀʀʏ!" "..." "ᴠᴏɪᴄʏ." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kelly is a normal girl until a secret voice comes in her head when she makes a new friend in high school. She decides to call the voice Voicy, but it won't tell her who it is or why it's here. With constant persistence, will she be able to get answers out of Voicey and find out what the Voitical Code is? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DISCLAIMER: The Voitical Code is previously mentioned in 'Nothing Good Ever Lasts' ( My Jailey fanfic) and I wanted to make a story about how it came into existence, so I did. This is an original storyline, but I didn't do research on it, so there might be a story similar, but I most likely don't know about it. Also it's not Gacha, I just used Gacha Club to make the cover. But when you're imagining the story, you can picture it as Gacha Life/Club it you wish. Hope you enjoy!

A collection of melancholic poems.

Hey I just kinda wanted to write these....they are short but I'm trying to update every day....so just read and I love you all ❤️❤️❤️

My dark poetry.

Sometimes, thoughts could kill and the only way to express it by writing it down. Write and eventually everyone will understand you. This is my story, I share my pains with you and it is an open letter, for my circle.

What if your body wasn't your own? What if your thoughts and actions were controlled by somebody you didn't know? One body. Two souls. The only way Mira can free the vengeful ghost is through murder. Can she do it? Or will she become a ghost herself.

Oneshot - new project cyber- drifters

I dunno, they won't shut up so i might aswell right about them