My Nightmare Disorder
- Reads 16
- Votes 2
- Parts 2
When Enrique finds themself in an abandoned mental hospital, they find a fortune cookie saying "Go to the tattoo parlour across this hospital". They follow this with no deeper intention than having a bit of fun. But when Enrique finds yet another fortune cookie there, they start to pursue this treasure hunt that ends up showing them a harsh truth. Meeting with people whom they ignored the existence of, Enrique uncovers a ridiculous world that makes no sense in their eyes.
This world is more than it seems.
Behind each mask is a figure that has always been there.
How have we never noticed?
Have we been living lies our whole lives?
Are we all crazy?
All Rights Reserved
#21
hypocritical
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
The Tango of The Cursed
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 - "It's hard to forget your past when its written all over your skin." - Colleen Beaumont is a 19 years-old village girl from the forested mountains of Cuba. Had Colleen not been labeled as La monstruosidad Blanca, maybe she would've had a childhood like the others, with parents like the others had and even love everyone else got to feel. It wasn't easy to live among the ignorant only that was nothing compared to the struggle of trying to cover up those scars they left. - You could say that the universe seemed to finally have enough pity to sprinkle some hope into her pathetic life with an opportunity to escape it all, in form of a 6'4ft Auburn haired COO, Thomas McGowan who was blessed with the face carved to resemble an angel only to have a heart that'd rotted long before his grave. - Somehow, those two souls as different from one an other as Ying and Yang yet as well fitting to each other, tangled up together, forming something almost worth calling beautiful. - "I think that true love is when two people make each other love themselves more" . Clueless x Cautious . Old money x no money . Sunshine x Grumpy . Knowing eyes, peaceful soul . Pretty smile, ugly thoughts . Fish out of the water . First Love . forced proximity . Aloof couple
𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 & 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 'No, you listen, Mae, When I said you were mine, I meant it... You got NO say when it comes to this relationship so there's no getting rid of me, Your mine and mine only so get used to me because I'm not going anywhere" He told deeply and in anger then I gasped when Kyle roughly kissed me What's wrong with him!? I clenched his leather jacket knowing there's no escaping this kiss so I went with along it. • • • Mae Estacado; She was the eldest daughter in the family and sibling, Mae once lived her life with happiness along with her loving parents, sisters, and friends, her looks were awfully alluring but a very naive person she was, Mae had all the luck in the world... Unfortunately, luck like that doesn't last long due to a psychotic devil in disguise--goes by the name, Kyle Wilson: A corrupted mind who also happens to be devilishly handsome with damning charms, fooling everyone around him. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: this story will trigger readers in every way possible and that's why I wrote it the way I did. **Smirks evilly**Complete
A Change of Fate - A Cookie Run AU
Cover art is mine** The cookies who followed dark enchantress were suddenly able to cut their ties in a moment of truth, in a final decision to prove where they stood, sun shining down on them... and Choco ended up with their two youngest teammates in his care, two missing friends and his former boss being most likely dead. That, and the damn sword won't shut up for long enough to process anything ever as per usual. It's scary. And it's hard. But those kids need someone to watch them, and he sure as hell doesn't think Almond would do it. At least Shroomie hasn't hospitalized someone yet. #1 in COOKIERUNKINGDOM as of January 13 #33 in DADDYISSUES as of March 24 #36 in RELIGION as of December 6 This book is under revision and editing as we go. Updates randomly sometimes more then once. Aurthor brain dump is here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/290770810-a-change-of-fate-side-stuffComplete
Good Luck! // Creepypasta x lucky reader
The curse of Luck, the ability to never fail, to never suffer, but is that not suffering in itself? I'm bored of living, bored of lying. If I cant end it myself, I'll get a monster to do it for me. -------------------------------------------------------- ill try to make this as gender natural as possible. WARNING- this story makes light of heavy topics. #1 creepypastaxreader /2023-05-04 #1 goodluck /2022-01-19 #1 proxies /2022-03-07Complete
RYKER & CHARLIE
Viper: When I was a kid I was naive, shy, and easy to push around. I was a little girl who dreamt of sunshine and rainbows. But that all changed when I was 10 years old and my grandparents died. I found myself utterly and completely alone in this world. One bad thing after another seemed to hit me. I of course dealt with it. I dealt with it because a man in a black leather Jacket and fucking amazing ink told me how to survive this cruel world. Sometimes you just have to get mean. And so I did. It became my only vice when shit got tough. I am fine on my own. I don't need anyone. Ryker: When I found her at just ten years old, she was just as cute, button-nosed, and sweet as a jar of honey. I gave her a bit of advice to survive this cruel world. She needed to learn to be a little mean, otherwise she would have been eaten alive. But now that I found her again, she isn't who she was when we first saw each other. She was known as Viper. She seemed to have taken my advice to heart. And fuck, I believe I created a fucking monster. Viper, a dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp tongue. She thinks she has to do it on her own. But in reality, she doesn't. She has family. She has me. And Lucifer forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. Charlie: When I met her at fourteen years old, I never expected her to stay. She was just some kid wanting a tattoo. She was a firecracker waiting to explode. She was protective of things and people that belonged to her. Dan was meant to just kick her out and let her go on her way, but she stayed. Viper, she calls herself. A dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp as fuck tounged girl. She's tough but needs to learn she has people to lean on. She has family. She has me. And God forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. (Fanfic of a book)
Book of the apocalypse
"Every book is written by someone. They write it with their love, their hate, their life, their passion, their dreams. Never take another person's work too light." What would you do if you were the last human being on an earth filled with flesh eating monsters and happened to stumble upon a strange book that seems to draw you in? Would you read it? Or would you leave it? A youth who calls themself Don, has found themselve in this situation. After finding a strange book and meeting someone calling himself Don's 'imaginary friend', our protagonist's life of constant survival has been turned upside down. Content warning: This story contains body horror, psychological horror, depressing theme's and gore. Also spiders play a part in this story. Reader discretion is advised.Complete
Sound of a Broken Drum
Syd is living on the edge of his broken psyche when he comes across the person he had been waiting his entire life to meet. As things flourish, the rude awakening of the edict "nothing gold can stay" changes the tune of Syd's life as he finds out a truth that is completely devastating. And in the world of mental illness, this is a particularly harsh reality where Syd has to make a difficult decision on what he has to give up in his life. But even a broken drum has to keep beating. The entire story has been published from Chapter 1 to the Epilogue. It is broken into three parts, each quite distinct from the others as Syd's life is altered dramatically. This thing is a labor of love. After completing the story, I realized how much it meant to me personally. I learned things about myself I did not know until I wrote it. I feel as if from writing "Sound of a Broken Drum", my life has changed. In the way I perceive it and in the way I perceive the world around me. This story is not for everyone. There are a lot of people I know who would never want to read something like this. It's not for the apathetic, the privileged, the ones who coast and indulge in the bullshit. I know a lot of people like that. Maybe I wrote it as a means to get away from them. There are certainly people I feel who would read something like this. The mentally-pained, the loners, introverts, the lonely, those who struggle through the everyday things many people take for granted. Those who know too much. And feel too much. I know what that is like. And I know this is why I wrote it. Because we can share each other's experiences through words, no one has to ever feel like they are alone, regardless of how distant the world is. And regardless of how much trash and clutter from society there is in the way of your field of vision, always know there are those few you will find who will make the struggle well-worth it. Hope you enjoy the story, beautiful soul.Complete
𝓋𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓈//𝑵𝒆𝒘𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒔
!HUGE TWS FOR THIS STORY: -SH -SU!CIDE -DEPRESSION -INSANITY -PARANOIA -DELUSIONS -EDS -HEAVY TOPICS ! About: WCKD mental institution A place where one enters and never gets out. Maybe some, but those are sane. No one is sane. No one is sane No. One. Is. Sane NO ONE IS SANE NO ONE IS SANE NO ONE IS SANE HELP HELP HELP HELP
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 - "It's hard to forget your past when its written all over your skin." - Colleen Beaumont is a 19 years-old village girl from the forested mountains of Cuba. Had Colleen not been labeled as La monstruosidad Blanca, maybe she would've had a childhood like the others, with parents like the others had and even love everyone else got to feel. It wasn't easy to live among the ignorant only that was nothing compared to the struggle of trying to cover up those scars they left. - You could say that the universe seemed to finally have enough pity to sprinkle some hope into her pathetic life with an opportunity to escape it all, in form of a 6'4ft Auburn haired COO, Thomas McGowan who was blessed with the face carved to resemble an angel only to have a heart that'd rotted long before his grave. - Somehow, those two souls as different from one an other as Ying and Yang yet as well fitting to each other, tangled up together, forming something almost worth calling beautiful. - "I think that true love is when two people make each other love themselves more" . Clueless x Cautious . Old money x no money . Sunshine x Grumpy . Knowing eyes, peaceful soul . Pretty smile, ugly thoughts . Fish out of the water . First Love . forced proximity . Aloof couple
More detailsContent Guidelines