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My name is Claire and I'm a Divorce kid. I guess its a real thing but it isn't all I am. I'm a girl, I'm a near university graduate and I am a suicide attempt survivor. Thats where people linger I guess...the me trying to kill myself bit but I think they have their priorities wrong. Firstly because its my life and I'm allowed to do the hell I want and secondly because I think I deserve it.
I really think everyone should make less of a deal of what happened than they do and noone can honestly say they didn't see what happened in the end coming. Sure I looked a lot better but I'm not the only one who was not okay to begin with and I guess if you asked me I cant really blame anyone but myself and maybe mom...and right now if you ask me what I'd have done differently or what I'll do differently I guess I'd say I'm going to live and yes I get the irony in that. In all of it.All Rights Reserved

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I See you, Y/N. (Emily Prentiss X Reader) by _healingmyself_

"I'm living in hell. At least that's how it feels. But it's okay because I don't know any different. You can get used to anything if you think it's meant to be." Y/n is living her life in the hell of her childhood home until the BAU frees her. After years there is a reunion with her rescuers to help solve her own case. Does everybody still recognize her? Does y/n remember what happend? Is she good enough and able to help? And why can't she get Emily Prentiss out of her head? I'm writing this story from the first person perspective. I use the pronouns she/her for y/n, if you would like something different, let me know. This is my first story and English is not my first language, so please be gracious. This story covers toxic parents, murder (not clearly described), violence and mental health problems such as depression, anxiety, eating disorders, self-harm and suicide attempt/ thoughts. Please don't read this story if it triggers you. If you wanna know exactly what TW every Chapter has, feel free to message me. Maybe there will be smut if I dare to write this ;) I don't own any of the characters! Have fun and let me know what you think!

When reality splits [completed] by KatMoon11

All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)

The Best Kept Secret! by writersosa

They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

Cold Water by adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

Double Down (a double standards series) Dark Romance (Part 7) by nikkihershell

I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

A Twist Of Hope by writesbydivyanshi

. . . "Who are you?" He said making me confused, Is he not able to recognize me or is he doing so intentionally or is he someone else.. "Are you crazy or what? how can you not recognise her did you lose your memory?" "What will you explain huh now I learned one thing that it's our own people who betray us....." "He is the same Adarsh, your Adarsh...." He said which makes a tear roll down from my eyes.... "You are a cursed girl, whoever you live with always leaves you and goes away, you have not even been able to control your own love and now you are sitting behind my daughter, just leave her." Her mom said slapping me hard and showing my actual limits and I know I deserve this... "Why did you always end up crying whenever we met huh, do you hate me this much?" "What the hell do you want from me now why did you came here why? It all happens just because of you, just leave me alone, I don't want to remember my past" I said to him who was having satisfying smirk on his face indicating of his victory..... "You can't do this twinkle you can't, I always loved you my my mind my heart always wanted you and now you can't ended up like this while making me reminding of everything but not youu....... Just come to me my love................." We can't always have what we hope,,, It's our fate which always conflict with our hopes with our desires with our expectations........... A story in which one side she was hoping for good but her hopes her expectations everything turned out to be incompleted. And on the other side who always fought with himself to get to know his better self, cause some parts of his life may get skipped..... But will they be both make it again or will again leave apart without meeting their unconditional love..... To get to know this further read the story and be attentive for the chapters...........

Release Me by anna_rose01

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

Abigail by hmarieh1218

(In editing) She's depressed. She's anorexic. She's suicidal. She's insecure. Abigail has grown up with her three brothers and James, never meeting her parents, who abandoned her at birth. Her brothers were left to take care of her and keep a roof over their heads. Everyday they struggle to take care of Abigail, while working to keep them in their home. Life for them is hard. Life for Abigail is even harder. She has a dark mind and not by choice. Somewhere along the way she's developed these feelings of loneliness and hopelessness. Everyday is a struggle for her and just getting out of bed is a success. She meets Zach, a bad boy with a bad reputation. He starts off as a tutor, just to help her out, out of pity. But eventually feelings get involved and Abigail finds herself liking a boy for the first time in her life. Things get serious and she somehow learns about his drug dealing business. Everything gets hectic and Abigail doesn't know what to do with her life anymore. Or if she even wants to live.

Elemental: Love in pieces #1 by kcnamiswan

Are you up for a steamy romance? One night, one mistake that will change her life forever. He never thought he would feel anything again, especially love, until he met her. Everybody thinks that she's the quiet type, Nobody knows who she really is except for her best friends Sarah, Natalia and Sky. All anybody knows is that she came here for one thing to graduate, and that's all she can possibly focus on, right? She's an all A's student and she never fails to win. Nobody expects such a goody two shoes to be as bad as she really is. There's no way a person can fall in love with someone overnight, right? Because that's impossible. I'm not supposed to be loved, and I'm not supposed to feel love. I'm a loner who stays by herself. The only exception is my friends, and that's just friendship. I will never ever fall in love. The idea of it makes me scared. For somebody to love me back is impossible because everybody that's ever loved me left me, either in death or in literal sense. I'm a curse that has not been broken. The Night Sky. He's the type of guy every girl wants, but only a select Few can get. At what cost will he pay? By pursuing this non-Blueblood. Because in his world, reputation is everything and this will taint it. But he doesn't care. He only cares about her. Everything about her is beautiful to him, which she seems to find impossible, and he doesn't know what to do because he's never felt anything before in his life and that, that is what scares them both the most. How can one's taste be so addictive, so powerful? Why am I so drawn to her? I've never felt this way about anything at all in my whole entire life. Ever. Nothing. I feel nothing. I've always felt nothing. So why does she make me feel something? I'm drawn to her, and I cannot stop. And I will not stop at any cost. I will get this girl because she is mine and she always will be. She just doesn't know it yet. I am a curse. People always leave me in death, but maybe she is my cure.

Holding On • #Wattys2015 by __TEAL__

I decided I have given up. I have been trying to hold on for the past month but all of that was super hard, I have been going mad. I'm not just saying that because I miss Taylah, I bet if I had friends everything wouldn't have been as bad. I know my parents love me, but you can tell they are fed up with my screaming and crying. I don't want to go through this pain anymore, I don't want to see my parents frustration anymore, I don't want to see people try and stay sane when I'm around, I don't want any of this. I have decided to lift everybody's pain and frustration away, and to do that I have to do one thing. One thing. One very stupid thing. But it's the only way to make everyone happy.

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I See you, Y/N. (Emily Prentiss X Reader)

"I'm living in hell. At least that's how it feels. But it's okay because I don't know any different. You can get used to anything if you think it's meant to be." Y/n is living her life in the hell of her childhood home until the BAU frees her. After years there is a reunion with her rescuers to help solve her own case. Does everybody still recognize her? Does y/n remember what happend? Is she good enough and able to help? And why can't she get Emily Prentiss out of her head? I'm writing this story from the first person perspective. I use the pronouns she/her for y/n, if you would like something different, let me know. This is my first story and English is not my first language, so please be gracious. This story covers toxic parents, murder (not clearly described), violence and mental health problems such as depression, anxiety, eating disorders, self-harm and suicide attempt/ thoughts. Please don't read this story if it triggers you. If you wanna know exactly what TW every Chapter has, feel free to message me. Maybe there will be smut if I dare to write this ;) I don't own any of the characters! Have fun and let me know what you think!