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Tears of Wisdom... (NaJ Au x Special!Depressed!Abused!Reader)

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Time 1h 28m

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[Yes...The tittle seems scary but...this happened to me...it'll be ok...] Finally sent to school! Happy to be a normal person...or...somewhat of it. At least she can get away from her mom and dad. They abuse her day and night. Waking up at 3:00 am to clean the whole house and going to sleep at 12...no one should live a life like this precious jewel. Especially...when that's not her real parents...and especially when she shouldn't have been taken away many years back...All Rights Reserved

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This is my truth by KristinaFigolah

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.

Fixing two souls(Herobrine x depressed abused reader) by TomboyFangirl7

" Y/N you'll never amount to anything" " Y/N you are a waste of time and space " "Y/N your gana hurt now " ............. ............. " Y/N YOUR are perfect to ME " ~ Warning - cutting abuse depression and much more ~ Y/N did not have the greatest life . Her father beats her while her mother complains about her . She heads to school where the kids do the same as her parents . She waits for the day she dies . The only way she escapes from the real world is the world of Minecraft . One day when she was playing she saw a weird skin in the distance , but there's one problem ........... she was on a private server . This is might have lemon at least I'm planning for it to so if you don't like that i recommend don't read this story . It will also be a bit slow on the love because all the other fan fics are like " omg herbrine I hate you " then five mins later " ow hero f*** me hard " yea so I will make it realistic well you know what i mean. I hope you enjoy.also I did not draw the cover so full credit goes to the artist . ( ps artist I was gana draw my own but your was way better that mine sooo yea)

Lord of disguise by cjstar7

I had no family, I never did. Mother didn't want me, father just didn't seem to care and Marie...Marie despised my very existence!. It wasn't always like this, when I was little, mother would sing songs to Marie and I and we would dance along happily, but I never really had a father figure in my life. It didn't just start overnight..something changed. Some days, she'd spend hours yelling at me, telling me how worthless I was and how much she hated me until it was ingrained in my memory. I grew older, and it got worse. I would be forced to kneel on rice or sit on stools for hours on end. I just didn't understand, she claimed she was helping me so I wouldn't become like 'Lola'. I didn't know who she was, but when I'd asked dad, he'd dismiss saying mother was just saying things because she was sick. then he and mother would get into a fight, and then I'd get punished again, I'd be forced to drink mother's favorite concoction of lemon and vinegar. I hated it...I hated it so much. I learned quickly never to ask of her again. I loved playing with gadgets around the house and once when I was asked to clean and I went into my father's room and opened his computer, it was so fascinating. But I didn't know how to work it, And i wasn't allowed to go to school, so every time I was tasked to do Marie's homework, I would read as much as I could about computer's . I would go everyday to dads computer, and When I finally cracked the code, i saw it, my documentations, my birth certificate, were all forged. Mother wasn't my mother. I printed everything I could and hid it in my clothes. But when I was just past the door, I was caught. It was the first time my father hit me. But with all these things, I never complained, I never asked for anything more, all I asked was for them to accommodate me until I was old enough to fend for myself, but no...when mother passed away, I was left with no one. Many things happened to me after that. I am sang Sorensen, and this is my story...

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.

You Will Never Know Why... [Completed✔️] by __Emo__Trash__

This is a Tyler Joseph x Reader thing. Y/n's School, home, and basically her whole life in general is horrible. No one really knows y/n's name or talks to her. She has voices in her head that tell her to do things that she has already done to herself multiple times. One day in math class a magical person walks in the door and sits next to y/n. will that magical person change her life forever, or will her life be the same old same old shitty life it was before? clarifications self harm/mentions death etc. swearing there may be more so if so please look for the ***Triggered*** for the 1st clarification and ### for the swearing. without further do I hereby give you the story that probably will get no read you will never know why... Stay Alive My Frens and Enjoy! | - /

"protect and be safe"(NaJ nightmare X Reader)[COMPLETED] by itsa_mee

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Dear Diary:The untold story of reality by AuthorAnnite-

{ON HOLD} •Even the devil was an angel once• A little girl who barely got attention from her parents,who grew up in a toxic environment... At teenage the hunger of attention,trauma,led her to develop serious agression issue,began self harming believing it was her fault to be born,also nearly had a sexual assault,the school life, family issues.......id she wanted that life? Was it her fault to be born? Was it her fault to suffer the reality? Was it her fault to be born ugly or have acne? Was it her fault to be a girl? "MY EVERYDAY PRAYER WAS TO BE DEAD,AND STILL PRAY THAT NOW" (A REAL LIFE STORY OF SOMEONE I KNOW PERSONALLY)

Falling Apart by 1_Will_3

*TRIGGER WARNING: DEALS WITH DEPRESSION, SELF HARM AND SUICIDE* Amber is sixteen years old and to sugarcoat it... She hasn't had the best upbringing. She would love a different life, one where she can see her mother again and not be stuck with her abusive father. A life where she doesn't get taunted and hit and torn apart by everyone who she has ever seen. But she would never swap, she doesn't want anyone to endure the pain she's gone through. So instead, she tries to get rid of it... Again. But much to her disbelief, she is saved by the people she would least expect. She learns secrets about them that no one else knows. She feels included. Cared for. And dare I say it... She felt loved. For once in her life, she felt truly happy to be alive. But just when Amber felt safe, her life was flipped upside down and her past came back to haunt her just when she least expected it... (Sorry, I suck at descriptions, don't let it put you off) Ranking: #64 in Awareness #15 in Mental Health Awareness #73 in saddness

Blue Hair and Bruised Knees by booodiful

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This is my truth

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.