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Stick and Pokes

Reads 38
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Parts 2
Time 9m

Reads 38
Votes 4
Parts 2
Time 9m

Mature

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She has branded herself in order to feel something more than emptiness. Small reminders of her past mistakes litter her skin. It roots her to the traumas making sure when she's barely conscious on the bathroom floor she can look down and remember what has brought her there. Constant inner turmoil clouds her mind with flashes of self hatred bursting through like lightning.

She doesn't intentionally drown herself in her demons, she can resist it. It is the people surrounding her that choose to neglect her and allow her mind to swallow her.

That is until she meets him and all of his little friends. 

And it all started with a stupid, little stick and poke.All Rights Reserved

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The Prison Project [-Editing-] by passerbyarmy99

"If you value your life...you must fight back." "Why me? Why do I have to fight back? I'm just an ordinary girl...and I'm pretty sure I led an ordinary life." "Ordinary lives often take drastic turns towards the extraordinary." Trey Macnab. Sixteen years old. Good student. Quiet. Average. Linley Peterson. Sixteen years old. Loud mouth. Stubborn. Average. Both targets of the Envisioneers. Both swept up in their sick game. Both thrown into an experience they never asked to be a part of. Both unwilling to go down without a fight. The Prison Project. It will change their lives forever.

Cynical Souls by DramaQueenforreal

COMPLETED✅ Two high school teenagers finding themselves, analyzing this ever changing world, and building love. This is the type of love you wish you found in high school but probably know way too well that it only exists as fiction. Today I'm turning my fiction to reality. ❣️•••❣️ Excerpt: Just as I was about to seek shelter under some building's roof, the tires of a car come to a halt, I wonder who might pity the lonely girl walking in the rain. The passenger window rolls down, and I spot the most unexpected person seated behind the wheel. "Get in" comes out his voice, and I must've stood there agape for a few moments because next comes his rhetorical question. "Are you getting in or continuing walking in the rain?" Eyebrows raised expectantly. He sounds annoyed, like he regrets his decision to ever stop and help me. ❣️•••❣️ #5 in cynical #2 in loveandfriendship #1 in opinionated #4 in ihatelife #10 in nerdgirl #10 in HighschoolRomance #26 in GoodGirlBadBoy *contains mature themes. *contains cursing.

Broken Submission by nyxandshit

"Sh..." he murmured, stroking her hair. She nuzzled her face into his hand, eyes closing in bliss from the simple contact. "You've been a very bad girl, haven't you?" She nodded immediately. His hands stilled, and her eyes popped open. "Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir," she whispered. A tear slid out of her eye. "Oh sweetheart." He moved forward, wrapping her in his arms. He dropped his face to the top of her head. "We're going to make this right-we're going to make it all better." (This is a bdsm story with real characters and a real plot. Feel free to squirm at hot and heavy scenes, but at its core, this is a story of redemption. Of real people coming together in love and community. *Warning* There are themes of abuse here as well as sexual situations. I will say that the main relationship is not abusive. This story does not glorify abusive relationships or sexualize them. The bdsm elements are entirely SSC (safe, sane, and consensual) RACK, PRICK, etc.)

Chances Of Truth ☑️ by zZohana3

"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

Altered by LuellaOpal

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Abused Then Kidnaped by Ash_Sparrow

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The Boy Who Made Flowers Sing by popgirl9021

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Found by jay1967

A girl is alone and abandoned after her supposed parents throw her out of the house at 16, choosing to be homeless to avoid being put in the system. Now she's 20, on the fourth year anniversary of being thrown out she bumps into a group of friends at a bar. What happens next? _____ • One chapter per week. • Please read tags. _____ Trigger Warnings • Smut • Self harm • Attempted SA • Substance abuse • ED mentions/Purging

Beyond Her Exterior by discriminative

She lived her life as if it was normal and everything was okay. But in reality, that was never the case, She was struggling. Her life wasn't as easy as she tried to make it seem. She went to school, pretending to be happy all the time so her friends didn't become suspicious. And then she went home, to watch her 'father' throw his life away as he shot up in his arm. She hated seeing him locking himself in the bathroom only to come out ten minutes later, high out of his mind. He scared her; He did weird things when he was like that. From walking into her room and just staring around and then leaving without saying a word, to yelling at her and throwing whatever was in arms reach at her. She was suffering, but she still tried to make herself look like she was okay. Nobody suspected anything odd going on in her life. Afterall, she was Alexis Deaken, Everyone believed her life was perfect. They evyed her, they believed she had everything. Little did they know that the second she left that school building everyday she was going home to something unimaginable.

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The Prison Project [-Editing-]

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