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I'm not mental

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PsychoticSmolBean

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comedy oddlysatisfying schizophrenia school teen traumatic

"Lana, just listen to me!" He shouted as I kept walking away from him.
"Lana!" He finally caught up and grabbed my arm, "Dale, let go of fucking arm!" I shouted as he pulled me to a hug. 

"You'll just say I'm a maniac.." I whimpered out as he gave me a soft yet tender kiss on my head.
"Lana, mom didn't tell you at all?" He said as I nodded.

"Oh Lana.." He pulled away looking into my watery and red eyes, as my mascara trailed down my cheeks, he sighed.

"You're not mental...You're-" I cut him off as I began to scream seeing a tall figure lurk up behind himAll Rights Reserved

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" Bang." (Zack Foster x Reader) by d0llygur1

UNFINISHED ______ Y/N was released from the asylum 1 year ago, she was there since she was 13, she's now 20. It was hard at first to live in an ordinary lifestyle but she got used to it. But now that the most wanted serial killer "Issac Foster" breaks into her house, what will happen to the ordinary life she now had? Will Zack be a threat to her, a friend, or something more... ________ "I have my reasons for keeping you alive... I had my reasons yesterday, today those reasons don't apply." "Well listen up Mr. Red Eyes, this is my house so I don't need to answer any of your questions, and once again, please be careful holding your scythe so carelessly, you already broke a window." I go to the cabinet and take out the only box of cereal left and a bowl. I'm running out of food, I'll have to go grocery shopping tomorrow. Now, all I need is some milk. I face the refrigerator and take out the milk. As I walk around the kitchen preparing my cereal I can feel the boy's eyes following me around the room. "I don't get you, you're so weird." "Oh so I'm the weird one, your the one who broke into my house. Twice." I pull the drawer open and take out a spoon. Shit. I dropped it. I bend down to grab it, the problem is that I forgot I'm wearing a robe. A short robe. "Hey kitty, I'm seeing way more skin than I need to." My face begins to heat up. I turn my head to the side at the right angle so he won't see the blushing mess I am right now. Good thing I put on shorts. "You shouldn't be worried about me seeing some skin, afterall, I'm not a pervert, I'm a serial killer. And for some reason you don't seem as concerned about that than you should." ___________________________ (This story takes place before Zack met Rachel) *Characters aren't mine, credits to J.C.Staff/Makoto Sanada, hope you enjoy the story, once again credits to the original creators*

Step Into The Sun by Seth189

This story includes spoilers to Dear Evan Hansen. If you have only listened to the musical, I would advise you to read the book in order to fully understand what is happening here. ~ "Connor? Are you even listening to me?" Cynthia asked. Connor lifted his head a bit and Cynthia sighed, her grip tightening a bit as she took a deep breath to try and calm herself down a bit. "Sorry." Connor mumbled, sitting up. "It's okay, just...I hope you know that this camp will really help you." Yeah right, isolating me away from my phone and the only person thats really cared about me. Fantastic idea, Cynthia. Connor thought. "Your father's been really worried after that...incident with the locker at your last school." Cynthia said, glancing at her youngest child in the backseat. "And Zoe, stop drawing on your jeans. Those are nice clothes you're ruining." "I'm not ruining, just...decorating." Zoe said, using a simple ink pen to scribble messy stars on the cuffs of her jeans. If Larry cared, he would've taken off work to drive up with us to this stupid camp. Connor thought, grumbling. "Can you do that for me, Connor?" Cynthia smiled, putting her hand on Connor's knee. Connor quickly snapped back and he looked at his mother through his thick hair that often hid his eyes. "I...yeah, I can." Frick what did she say?! Connor panicked inside his head but kept a blank expression. - (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

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𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐞 𝐈𝐭 𝐘𝐞𝐭. "What the hell, Kelly!?" I yelled, panic raising in my chest as I watched Kelly on the wet brown sand. the crop top she wore early was now gone. Shock and panicked, I quickly ran to her. Kneeling beside her as she cried loudly. "H-He raped me...I couldn't d-do anything!" She screamed, only then I noticed the bite marks on her neck, arms, stomach and her breast that wasn't covered. Jason, that fucking prick. "Felix, I'm here. No ones gonna hurt you anymore, si?" Her dried green eyes stare into mine, the eyes. The freckles. "He called me u-ugly... he didn't stop even when I was begging-" She cried out and I cut off her talking by pulling her into my chest. Even as the rain poured heavily over us, I couldn't feel it. I only felt guilt because I wasn't there on time to check if she was okay. Everything else disappeared around us, Then it was only us. In the meddle of nowhere, Her eyes staring at me. trying to forget everything bad that happened to her. I'd kill to make her forget everything. I'd kill her parents for abusing her. I'd kill Jason for raping her. I'd kill to see her smile. I already killed, but killing for her sounded - better. "I'll kill him." I whispered, pressing a kiss onto her cheeks, she hated her freckles. I wanted to make her love them. She shook her head quickly, "N-No, don't. I don't want to hurt him." He's the one she wants. But a girl like her deserves a gentleman. I stared at her, my hands dropping from her cheeks. "I'll treat you better than he can. " She looked down, The shame. The Fucking Shame. 𝑰 𝑲𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒏. - 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒔. 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑩𝒚, 𝑨𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒂

Silent Intentions by XEllaMarieX

I stared at her with hate in my eyes. “Darling, why are you being so quiet? I heard you loud and clear in there a second ago" she giggled while I growled under my breath. “What the hell are you doing here, you psychotic bitch" Chelsea snapped from behind me. The tension was suffocating as Chelsea balled her fist up as if she wanted to preform her own plastic procedure on Lana. “Awe look, it’s my little cousins friend" she grinned when I winced. “Your friend is a freak that deserves to die.” Chelsea looked hurt for a split second before she began to once again maintain a strong appearance.

$Sincerely, Me {A Dear Evan Hansen FF} by Frozen_Winter$

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Your-Man : Book 1 (The Superhero Series) by trishita_b

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The Citizen Soldier (DNF) by CheetahBoi

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