Wtfamireading Stories

This is a story Isabelle and I made for fun because we're on a call and Crystal grabbed a bat and I said: "That looks like Sangwoo." So then we started joking about it. An the..... This happened.... Enjoy though. Btw, The Sangwoo of this story is my bestie, go follow her. Her user is @constipatedcrystal so go check her out.

Ivy Silver was just a normal kid until her parents died. She went to go live with her aunt. At first she was nice, until Ivy was 18. Her aunt started to force her to be her slave. A year went by and finally Ivy had enough. She was preparing dinner for her aunt. Before she went to go tell her aunt dinner was ready she grabbed the biggest knife she could find. Her aunt was watching tv and Ivy took the opportunity. She rises the knife and stabbed her aunt in the head. She then ran upstairs and into her room. She packed two pairs of clothes ,some survival essentials , and a picture of her and her parents. After she zipped the bag with her stuff in it she whipped the blood off the knife onto her shirt and let out a creepy laugh. Ivy then ran downstairs and out to the backyard and into the forest. She kept running until she found an opening with a mansion right in the middle of it...

Leaving Jeff was pretty easy at first. You where able to get back into the swing of life and actually enjoy being single. Heck, you even went on a few failed dates. You and you your mom eventually patched things up and you can say that things....couldn't be better. But, as the old cliches go, nothing good lasts forever...

My honest thoughts written in poetry format. Those are usually the thoughts that I had when I was suffering from heartbreaks and love from the same I guy I think I used to like. Hope some of them can relate to you because I honestly think I'm a weirdo for even thinking about that. WARNING: I'm not a professional poet so you'll probably have to expect a festival of cringe from my writing. Thanks for reading!

This is an insanely cringe story i wrote when I was 8. Feel free to hate on my ass writing "skills" i had when i was eight. Be ready to want to rip your eyes out from what you are about to read.

It's about a man who goes on vacation in the Bahamas and decided to go by boat. That was his last decision between a crazy life and his normal one.

MeloDramatica Magica; That Time All Of Continuity Ceased, Because My Wife Died Of Lupus.