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PROBLEMS?

MarlyJeffreys63

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Reads 2,510
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Parts 17
Time 56m

MarlyJeffreys63

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Multiple Sclerosis that sent me darkness of the abyss to a thinking of how much life I still have!  "Before you judge me, just walk the life I am living and see how strong I really am!"All Rights Reserved

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Immortal (boy x boy) by Love2LoveYaoi

My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die? Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.

The experiment. by shrosz

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

Doubts 2 by SherryB915

Part 2 of "Doubts" It was that same feeling I felt deep inside me the day my grandparents left me. My stomach began to cringe. My throat was in knots. My breathing had gotten hard. My instincts were telling me something just wasn't right. I felt useless and alone... I had always knew pain my whole life but this was next level. That feeling of holding back and regret filled my veins with agony. I was lost in my thoughts. My heart felt colder and colder with every minute that passed by. Who am I ? Who am I really ? What is my purpose in this life that I lived? That I once knew ..... why did this bad luck fall upon my life? What did I do to deserve this ? I'm cursed. I have to be. I cried so much in that hospital bed that no tears seemed to want to fall anymore. I had no tears left in me to shed. When Akeem left this room, I knew it would be the last time that I would see him. My better half. My Ace. My love. My husband. My life. Gone. Forever. It wasn't confirmed but I knew it. I just knew it. Life fucked me hard. So why not throw it back.

Journey to the Depth of my Soul ✓ by Saramitra_

❝you've been broken for long, come, let me heal you again❞ the darkest valleys of soul have been broken for long. let's burn our inner flames again, soaring so high, it makes the stars smile again. let the journey begin. bon voyage. ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ a guide for general titles: ♥ → poetry ♣ → short story/one shot ✦ → letter/notes ➤ → shorter quotes/collection of quotes ➷ → ai-generated poetries [serves as a memoir, please skip] content warning for dark themes (most of them are implied and clearly mentioned beforehand) | Featured in "Poetry Collection" of @WattpadAnthologies | ❮ cover credits: a friend made it for me long ago back in 2018 ❯ ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ highest ranking: #1 in microtale #3 in wordporn Thanks for stopping by, Saramitra

Dear Bully by ariana-word

*A TWO PART SERIES* **************** The new transfer student can't catch a break almost immediately arriving on her first day at a new school. She is bullied by a certain group of kids, but one guy out of the bunch sticks out the most to her. What is her high school experience, love life, mentality, and health like if she is always hung up about writing these letters to him all the time? **************** Dear Bully, I have somethings to say to you... **************** Started on August 18, 2016 Finished on October 20, 2016 **************** *COMPLETED* *REVISED on January 21, 2024*

𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑲𝑺 by iam_onyx

"𝐈 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇. 𝒀'𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇.......𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕? 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏..." 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕀𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕚. 𝔸 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪. 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙. ℍ𝕠𝕡 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕠𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕀𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕚 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥. "Sometimes you put walls up,not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down"-𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 #6 Tumor #12 Numb #

Picking Daisies (Book #1, Emily's story) by CallOfTheAlpha

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Immortal (boy x boy)

My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die? Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.