This is a short story about a recycled book. The book contains morality.
I am publishing one of my stories for the first time.
If there are any mistakes, I apologize.
(Dedicated to my parents)
#Number 88 in philosophy
A collection of my ideas. While most could have been cared for and nurtured until they grew into fully fledged books, they have only matured halfway, creating a efficient way to get stuck in your head.
I'll also post short stories that I may or may not try turning into novels.
From "The Kid is Hot Tonight," a story about such topics as high school parties and domestic abuse.
To "Just Another Nightmare," a story about a kind of hell you might never have thought of.
This collection will likely make you question if something is wrong with me. Spoiler alert; there is. It will also show you the farthest reaches of the world and the furthest horrors that I can write about.
If you want an update on how the next story is coming along, you can ask me however you want. Seriously I'm so so lonely...