Expect the Unexpected

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Reads 109
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Khalil: *screaming* SERENITY DONT LET GO
Serenity: * screaming also* Y WOULD THE THOUGHT OF MY LETTING GO IS IN EXISTENCE 
*later drops a lil bit more* 
Khalil & Serenity: *screaming* Ahhhhh SOME BODY HELP*All Rights Reserved

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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

Insightful Fear (Phan) by Humble_Trash_Can

We stopped Checking for monsters Under our beds When we realized The monster Is in our heads

Trapped *Completed* -Editing Slowly- by JustADreamer16

Begging won't work, it only brings him more satisfaction. Crying will only prolong your life in the slightest, but at that point you'll wish you were dead. Being quiet only makes him know you're trying to be strong, though you're failing and you both know it. Nothing ever works, in this house of madness. Once you've stumbled upon the door step, you'll wish you had listened to the saying "curiosity killed the cat". Because in this house, you're the cat, also known as his prey. You'll never leave, never escape. Few make it past midnight, even less make it pass 2:00 a.m. Almost no one makes it past 4:00 a.m., and no one, has made it to the morning.

Conversations in my head! And thoughts I guess. by depressin_lifestuff

If you love someone you tell them even if your scared that it's not the right thang even if your scared that it'll cause problems even if your scared that it will burn your life to the ground you say it and you say it loud and you go from there ~ Mark Sloan greys anatomy

Heaviness of Heart ≫ Phan AU by TrashNeverHurt

"I'm drowning myself so" drowning, wrist cutting, suffocation, noose, drug overdose, carbon monoxide, starvation, and dehydration. Those are things that Dan wanted to do so he can be free. Friends, smiling faces, sunrises, long drives, happy thoughts, love, road trips, baby animals, and children. Those are things that made Phil happy and a live

Banished By My Mate Damon Jr and Serenity (Sample) by LuminousKee

Banished By My Mate Damon Jr and Serenity "You're late." I heard a deep voice from behind me making me jump. "I-I was at work." His face held annoyance. "Don't let it happen again. Follow me" "Where are we going?" I asked. "To my hangout spot. Now stop asking questions." Gosh hes a jerk. The 'hangout spot' was a 1 story cabin in the woods it was beautiful. I followed him to a room with a big bed, TV and dresser. "Get undressed... now!" "I-I don't want to do this Damon." I whispered while looking at the ground, he made me nervous and I had a habit of stuttering when I was nervous or scared. "Did I ask you what you wanted?.. Now do it before I take them off myself. I hope you have nothing planned because were going to be here for a while." Moon Goddess please help me I said to myself.

Save Me From Me •Complete• [Editing] by Blessed_Bae_

Serenity P.o.v "Justin how could you ever do something so foul like that?" I asked him as I felt the burning sensation in my eyes. Here comes the water works. He embarrassed me in the cafeteria. He told everyone I slept with him, and I gave him chlamydia. "You know what I want. Did you think this was going to last? I mean you're beautiful, but look at you. You're a mess. You're not shit. Why don't you start back cutting, and kill yourself! Get the fuck out of my face." Justin spat at me. His words burned deeply. "Y-y-you don't mean that." I told him as I tried to grab onto his hand. He pushed me back, an punched me in the eye. "Don't put your fucking hands on me. Damn Precious looking bitch. Now either you're going to give me the pussy, or you're going to run back to Malik. Hurry up my sloppy toppy appointment is waiting for me." He said. I don't like him to give him the most precious piece of me. I shook my head no, and headed for the door. I soon felt my hair being pulled he threw me on the chair. "Please don't do this Justin." I searched his eyes, and they was jet black. Honestly, he looks so different. Almost like he was on some type of drug. "Bitch I'm getting what I want today." He said. I felt something hit my head then I was knocked out. Will Serenity ever have a normal life? Will Serenity ever get her "White house, with the picket fence?" Or as most say "The American Dream." Read more to find out.

Rhythm of Life - A Sabriel Short Story by SinfullyDeepSleep

This came to me one night after it had snowed and I was just sitting in my room in the dark and there was this constant loud tapping sound coming from outside. It kinda freaked me out for scientific and logic based reasons that I don't feel is important. So here it is, my dearies.

"I guess there's just a part of me that likes to bring you down just to keep you around. Because the day that you realise how amazing you are, you're gonna leave me." EDIT: warning: a self-harming behaviour, audience: teen and up. Teen Ant & Dec-shipping, AU: No Byker Grove

Verge of Insanity

My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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