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I Hate My Mind (Creepypasta x OC)

INeedALeviInMyLife

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Reads 47
Votes 7
Parts 10
Time 1h 6m

INeedALeviInMyLife

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You either control your mind or it controls you
-Napoleon Hill
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Solum Vivus Garsias (Soul-um, Vi-voos) was a part of a Latin family that was known for being a little bit knocked over in the head, especially like when Sol has Schizophrenia. Nobody knew what was going through her mind, except her mind itself, and she hated it.  Her family decided to move to a new place after trouble arised, so where did they go? America, she never knew what was going to happen next.
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The Sins of Our Fathers by Josettewritergirl

I went from a girl who didn't know how to kill to one who knew how to make dying hurt. Dear Diary, It sounds so harmless, so innocent, but what if it wasn't? What if it was the start of a plan to burn down the world? My father was an artist, a visionary, a truly great man; he was also a con man, a contract killer, and despised by everyone. He was the head of the Russian Mafia. Now he's dead. All I have left of him is the hate of those he oppressed, and his journal with a plan to end the world. Everyone always forgets about the villain's family, as far as their concerned we don't exist. We are forgotten, no fame, no fortune, only the residual hate. My name is Neoma Casimir and they have forgotten me too, but trust me when I'm through they won't make that mistake again. The clock is ticking. The end is coming.

Lupophobia (Ultima Series) by Purplla

Lupophobia: (from Latin lupus, "wolf") or lycophobia (from Greek lykos, "wolf") is the fear of wolves or werewolves. ... For those fearing werewolves would tend to fear full moons (mestoselenophobia), since full moons can transform people into wolves, so those sufferers would isolate themselves from other people. My name is Aphmau Everton, and my entire life, I was taught to fear the werewolves. Let me sum up how this all started. Once upon a time, Zach was a young man with dreams to go to Yale. A week before he was to be sent on his way, his father was drafted to go capture the Ultima werewolf. He died doing so. Zach dropped his dream and began a new one: Capturing all the werewolves. He spent years creating his team and a few years later, I popped out the womb. That same day, there happened to be an Ultima sighting. No Ultima was caught, but a few werewolves were caught. Now, fast forward 24 years and here we are, celebrating my birthday on the same day as the Guardian Forces anniversary. Now, each year, I skip out on the party and go out with friends. This year was different. This year, the werewolves were out and hungry. They notice me and basically kidnap me and hold me hostage since I'm "precious cargo". This is when I come face to face with the Ultima. "Are you going to kill me?" You should hear this surprising answer for yourself.

The Judgement Of Divinity (TMOE #2) by JuliaLundstrom

Usually when people die they are courteous enough to stay dead. As it turns out, several people associated with Lucius are lacking in the etiquette department, and when corpses start disappearing from graves it's just no laughing matter anymore. Reunited with more than one friend from his past, Lucius finds himself with more questions for every answer he receives. In his defense, undead vampires and secret, werewolf related orders will do that to you, and yet he is nowhere near figuring out what the Waste is going on beneath the surface of South Kerilia's population. He knows one thing for certain though: One organization holds the answers to all of his questions, and he knows just the person to interrogate. If only that person hadn't been Lucius' newly resurrected numbskull of a crush.

Diary of a Lightworker by CalypsoAlaia

At age 12, I looked into a tall antique mirror- it was the first time I had a notion that my brain and my soul are separate things- Consciousness. Who is this person looking at me in the mirror? her eyes are brown, she is smiling.. why is she smiling? why is she sad? at times her eyes are empty- who is she? or who is? Why is it looking at me in the mirror? why don't I feel that we are One? Earth is not Home. This is becoming apparent each day, if it was, it would be a whirlwind of crazy, but the earth is a good training ground, in here are clues that we need to pick up. If you interact with humans you would know that you won't be able to understand them. Like fish taken out of the water- Humans are energy suckers- they will take everything from you if you don't learn how to shield and put boundaries- this is because most are sleeping- their eyes are shut- the real one-

A Life I Never Knew by lovelystryteller

18 years is a long time to search for someone who went missing but the Russo family never gave up on their Principessa and they never will. Luna is eighteen but her life has been anything but rainbows and sunshine, the complete opposite in fact she's known nothing but darkness and pain. She knows nothing of the outside world and that there are people out there searching high and low for her and these people are her real family. Can she be rescued and if she is can she lead a normal life after her past trauma? Join Luna on a ride facing I life she never knew.

Reverie by tokyosmain

They were her sentinels, her saviors, the reason that she refuses to let her past consume her. 𝐆𝐈𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎, a young girl who lost everything when she fell victim to her psychotic mother's actions. Growing up to be fifteen years old in her mothers reckless care, Giulia had been through what most girls her age haven't. From drug runs to police raids, Giulia's mother ruined Giulia's one chance at a normal childhood. One night when her mother goes missing, Giulia's whole life changes... again. Will being under the guardianship of her new older brothers give her a chance at normalcy in her life or will they cause even more mess than before? ☆ ☆ ☆ As I lied there in the hospital bed with a pounding headache, barely even conscious, I heard a familiar, raspy voice that sounded as though they haven't slept. "Nessuno oserà toccarti di nuovo senza perdere le mani mia cara." I felt two hands hold my cheeks and a soft kiss on my forehead. The covers over me shuffled as the familiar person wrapped me in them. (𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚.) Simply the presence of them reassured me as I felt myself drift off into a deep sleep. ☆ ☆ ☆ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 (noun): a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

Recreation: Primordial Deities by goldsnake_eyes

What would happen if one had the privilege of recreating a world one already knew from scratch? Would you follow your morality and help develop the world for the better? Be apathetic and leave them to their own business? Give in to your desires and play god to fulfill your wishes? Or just screw around because... Why the hell not? Join our reincarnated newbie deity Sandalphonia as he matures and becomes a deity who'll make an impact to the world in many ways than he was ever aware of, for better or worse, while he and several other deities rise create the world, help kingdoms rise, and find out more about themselves, and possibly forge close knitted bonds that could spark love and help shape the world. But unbeknownst and to him, he was shaping a world that existed in his previous life--the world of a tale called Radiant Hearts Academy. [This is my own original story by the way some pictures belong to their rightful owners , until I get the art for the characters from my friends these pics will serve as some type of substitutes credits to their owners] This story was formerly known as: [Recreating the World of an Otherworldly Tale] As of Jan. 15 2018 its new name will be [Recreation: Primordial Deities]. Highest Ranking: #65 on fantasy as of 3/7/18

I Hope the Worst Isn't Over ✔️ by regardingseas

It's been nine months, three weeks, and five days, since everyone's habitual lives came to a screeching halt. But hey... who's counting, anyway? All of the sides are involved in this story! Read "tags" for more. (Zombie AU) Word count: 25,060 --- Relationships: None directly stated, but they can be seen as platonic or romantic. ---- AO3 tags: Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Logic Logan Sanders, Anxiety| Virgil Sanders, Morality| Patton Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Deceit | Janus Sanders, Zombie Apocalypse, Alternate Universe Zombie Apocalypse, Post-Zombie Apocalypse, Human Sides (Sanders Sides), Alternate Universe Human, Sympathetic Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Sympathetic Deceit Janus Sanders, They're All Generally Sympathetic To Some Degree, As In They Don't Leave Others For Dead, References to Depression, l'd Mention Anxiety Too But That's Obvious, Autistic Logic Logan Sanders, Mental Health Issues, Neurodiversity, Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, I'm Bad At Tagging, Pathological Liar Deceit, Brain Damage, Angst, Hurt/Comfort.

Archeia's Atheneum (The First Shift) by nullandvoid44

You're awake. You're different. You exist, suddenly, as two things. You, the one you know, with the body and name you're familiar with--and this new you, the one exists within you. This you is inhabiting a world within your own. This other consciousness that you see through has begun to sense its timeline, each word a moment. Like the you you're familiar with, this self seems to come into its life mid-story--though the way you experience this life/story differs vastly from what you're used to. As you grow you will eventually know how to articulate it, even recreate it. First, however, you must choose to embark on/in this small incarnation; you must read the first word. For those who will tread forth on this journey, we salute you. You have been dubbed Archeia, may your journey be ever abundant.

Dark mind by Ali_Adair

It was like we were playing a sick game of chess, trying to guess each others movement's and at the same time, worrying about our own. I didn't have a choice and was forced to say "Game on bitch." -------------------------------- Life for Juniper was never easy, even as a child. Her family was complicated, and she herself has always suffered from mental illneses that made her days hard enough as it was, not just for her but for her drug addict skitzophrenic father and bipolar alcoholic mother. As she kept growing up, the world around her became darker and darker until, at the age of sixteen, a man with a dark shadow and distorted, spine chilling voice infiltrated her nightmares, with the promise to bring her agony and pain if she did not do as he said. Now, Juniper is forced to act fast, for her life hangs by a thread. She must uncover the truth of her past, look past the lies of her parents and her own childhood, and fill in the blanks whilst dealing with loud voices in her head, shadows that follow her every move, and a man who she must obey in order to save her sanity, her life and herself. The question still remains, who is this strange man who threatens her very existence? Will she be able to stop him before he kills her, before he traps her in the darkness forever? Will she whistand the torture, will she handle it all? Or will she snap, will she bend and break like her father did, and his father before him? Because, after all, we are all fragile humans, there is only so much we can take. -------------------------------- * Contains swearing, may be triggering and is undergoing mayor editing . * Best Ranking: #1- Skitsofrenia #2- Alluring

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The Sins of Our Fathers

I went from a girl who didn't know how to kill to one who knew how to make dying hurt. Dear Diary, It sounds so harmless, so innocent, but what if it wasn't? What if it was the start of a plan to burn down the world? My father was an artist, a visionary, a truly great man; he was also a con man, a contract killer, and despised by everyone. He was the head of the Russian Mafia. Now he's dead. All I have left of him is the hate of those he oppressed, and his journal with a plan to end the world. Everyone always forgets about the villain's family, as far as their concerned we don't exist. We are forgotten, no fame, no fortune, only the residual hate. My name is Neoma Casimir and they have forgotten me too, but trust me when I'm through they won't make that mistake again. The clock is ticking. The end is coming.