Kill me, Save Me!!!

Kill me, Save Me!!!

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A one-shot story about the lonely life of a young school girl who suffered from a bipolar personality disorder through a heartbreaking event in her life. Watch as she makes her way through her lonely anti-social life and encounters her true love. Was it him she was waiting for? ----------------------- I wasn't normal. I knew that very well. So I made it my mission to never let anyone in on my secret. Everything was going accordingly to plan. Stumbling onto him and melting into his blue as night eyes were never part of the plan. ---------------------- ♡ Thanks to @JenAppleBee & her editor for her great assistance & book cover!! ♡ Written for a Wattpad competition #TBKMovieContest
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After losing everything-your job, your home, and your savings-you find yourself aimlessly driving, searching for something, anything, to hold onto. Days blur together as you stop only to sleep in your car or scrounge for gas with what little money remains. Hope feels like a distant memory until you stumble upon a town seemingly lost in time. This place, shrouded in an eerie, perpetual twilight, is unlike anything you've seen. Towering Victorian Gothic buildings loom over narrow, winding streets, their dark spires piercing the fog-drenched sky. Wrought-iron gates twist into elaborate, almost sentient shapes, and the windows of the towering structures gape like hollow eyes, watching your every move. The cobblestone streets are slick with mist, amplifying each footstep into a hollow echo that feels far too loud in the oppressive stillness. Even the smallest details of the town are unsettlingly intricate. Lampposts adorned with lifelike carvings glow faintly, their light flickering as if alive. The air is thick with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of the mist and the distant tolling of a bell, marking the passage of time-or perhaps warning of something else entirely. Drawn by equal parts desperation and curiosity, you pull your car to a stop. The town seems to whisper an invitation, tugging at something deep within you. Despite the unease crawling along your spine, you step out, your worn bag slung over your shoulder, and take your first tentative steps into this haunting labyrinth. The town feels alive in a way that shouldn't be possible, and you can't shake the feeling that it's been waiting for you. (Yandere OC'S x gender neutral reader)

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