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The not so Survived Survivor

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Reads 96
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Parts 6
Time 14m

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afraid broken innocence life monster threats

A JOURNAL:

I could hear the sound of his feet pounding the stairs as he made his way up them, to my room. I hurried out of bed as fast as I could crawling in under it, to hide from what was coming. I heard the rattle of the doorknob as his chubby fingers turned it, all the while I retreated as far back as I could. His feet were at my bedside, he was wearing navy socks with indented diamonds. I started to cry as I heard the click of his belt as it undone, and saw his pants and underwear drop to the floor. 

*The hot tears ran down my face as I felt myself losing touch with reality. Then; I soared from tree top to tree top with the other birds.All Rights Reserved

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isolation by jamesBond758

this story is about a scientist in Antarctica slowly losing his sanity I can feel the corners of my lips tug upwards and before I know it, I'm cackling. My laughter rings through the empty room, bouncing off the walls as I double over in hysterics. Despite the dire situation, I can't seem to stop. With each passing second, my giggles become more uncontrollable, more manic. As I catch my breath, I try to reassure myself. "Everything will be fine," I tell myself, punctuating my sentence with another bout of laughter. "Because, because!" I repeat, and my voice breaks into another round of giggles. But soon, my mirth turns to misery as my laughter becomes sobs. I collapse on my hands and knees, tears streaming down my face until they blur my vision. The tears burn my skin, adding to my anguish. I can't even cry in peace, can't even surrender to my despair without feeling physical pain. "Oh god, I ruin everything Johnny- I'm sorry!" I cry out, my voice cracking. "I'm supposed to keep care of you and I'm sorry! I'm so sorry Johnny!" I scream, pounding my fists on the cold, hard floor in frustration. It's no use. Nothing can save me. I feel my tears freezing on my face and I quickly dry them with the back of my hand. I crawl over to the fire, seeking warmth and comfort. But there's no comfort to be found.

My Diary Of Erotics by womanlikegrace

hello guys ,it's me again so recently Wattpad deleted my Previous story that was carrying the same name as this . I was told I violated a community guide line but I really couldn't think of one because I made sure I followed all the rules made . so I'm using this as a medium to announce to every one of you beautiful people who liked commented and read my story that I'm writing this again. it's not gonna be the same but I promise it gets better , and also a medium to apologize to Wattpad for the guideline I violated previously it won't happen again and if it does I want to be called out on my mistake so I would be able to rectify it immediately thank you .🥺❤️ so guys welcome once again to a world where all your deepest , wildest fantasies comes to life . enjoy ...................😉❤️ MATURE CONTENT :please note this story is not suitable for beautiful people under the age of 18 , or those that don't read geners like this .❤️ RATED 18🔞🚨

His Princess by KahnaKahn

Suddenly a loud bang had sounded as my father's office door slammed opened revealing a disheveled Edward. My eyes scanning him from head to toe as he was now breathing erratically. He looked like he just got out of bed with his bed hair, his clothes all wrinkled and only the two top bottom was undone. His belt was not even clasps and he only had one shoe on. "Edward." I gasps rising from my chair as he ran to me embracing me. "Are you okay? You're not hurt in any way are you?" His voice laced with worry. Sniffing him, he smelt of something sweet even from his messy attire. What has he been doing? I had wondered. "I came here as fast as I could once I heard the news." He pants, his eyes scanning my entire body, flipping me around as he also scans my back side. If it were any other day I would've gush at his concern. However that's the least of my worries after all I'm not the one who was targeted. My thoughts were soon replace by fury. Slowly pushing him away I wanted to yell at him, scold him for not being there. Maybe if he was there then this wouldn't have happened. "Where were you?" Instead I had asked calmly. No point in getting angry. I already have a lot on my plate. "I was...uh..busy." He was busy? What can he possibly be doing that required his attention elsewhere. ***** All she wanted was to live her life peacefully but certain things occur and she realize along the way she is not like any other girls out there. She is something more.

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Someone Like Adam by mahumwrites

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isolation

this story is about a scientist in Antarctica slowly losing his sanity I can feel the corners of my lips tug upwards and before I know it, I'm cackling. My laughter rings through the empty room, bouncing off the walls as I double over in hysterics. Despite the dire situation, I can't seem to stop. With each passing second, my giggles become more uncontrollable, more manic. As I catch my breath, I try to reassure myself. "Everything will be fine," I tell myself, punctuating my sentence with another bout of laughter. "Because, because!" I repeat, and my voice breaks into another round of giggles. But soon, my mirth turns to misery as my laughter becomes sobs. I collapse on my hands and knees, tears streaming down my face until they blur my vision. The tears burn my skin, adding to my anguish. I can't even cry in peace, can't even surrender to my despair without feeling physical pain. "Oh god, I ruin everything Johnny- I'm sorry!" I cry out, my voice cracking. "I'm supposed to keep care of you and I'm sorry! I'm so sorry Johnny!" I scream, pounding my fists on the cold, hard floor in frustration. It's no use. Nothing can save me. I feel my tears freezing on my face and I quickly dry them with the back of my hand. I crawl over to the fire, seeking warmth and comfort. But there's no comfort to be found.