Haunted By My Boyfriend
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MatureOngoing20m
Last published Sat, Feb 20, 2016
I've lost count of how long i've been here in this psychiatric ward, all I know is it's been weeks since he's visited me.
A tear slipped down my face as I, once again, was sat on my bed staring at the blank wall in front of me waiting for him. But what if i'm waiting for nothing, what if they're right, what if I am insane?
I guess It does sound pretty crazy, I mean wouldn't you think someone was deranged if they sincerely believed that their dead boyfriend was visiting them? I guess that's what they all thought, and that's the reason why they put me here, because they all think i'm delusional.
But i'm not delusional, i'm just haunted by my boyfriend
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Note: I wouldn't call this a horror as such...like there's scary parts but it's mainly about her life up to and after this point ^^ after her boyfriend died. so yeah i wouldn't necessarily class it as a scary story as such.
WARNING! This story contains Smut(Sexual stuff) and triggers such as self harm but I will put a warning before any chapters containing this.
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