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Those Were Our Inner Demons

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Parts 13
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What would you do to get your best friend back from the pits of Limbo?

Sequel to my story "These Are Our Inner Demons".

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Ghost of the Past by unconventional-moose

*CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN; NEW VERSION COMING SOON* What would you do if your best friend of 15 years upped and left for the army? If they left you, knowing there's a good chance they'll be coming back home in a wooden box? How about if that best friend, a mere ghost of your memories, showed up at your door one night? Well, for myself, it drove me over the edge of insanity. Almost.

Lovers by Superidolcupcake123

My friend from new zealand wrote this about the group of people that annoy her and wanted it uploaded on Wattpad but was too scared to do it, so I was forced to do so myself.

Broken mind (Under heavy editing!) by wonderland_smile

I'm lost. Broken. And nobody knows. I help people, and when you help people, you don't get help. I couldn't look at myself think how a mess I was. It was too late for me to be fixed. Nobody could help me. I was too deep in it for being saved. I had too many scars and thought. I already had a broken mind. When I tried to kill myself and failed at it, they brought me to a mental facility. There I meet other teens with different stories and each with their problems. The longer I'm here, the more stories I get the knowledge. We come together to tell our stories so that we can move on from what hurt us in the past and what waits for us in the future. We're all strangers, but we're all living in this messed-up place call life. So can we overcome our broken minds. -2014-

I Want You No Matter What (Book 2) Completed by shadae80101

Life had taken a turn for the better ever since my troubled brother was incarcerated for life. However, one day, a sense of unease crept over me and my best friend as we noticed a mysterious figure tailing us through the bustling town. "Ally, who's that man?" my best friend inquired, her voice tinged with concern. I scanned the area nervously, my heart pounding. "We should get out of here," I urged, seizing her arm as we hastily made our way through the crowded streets. Abruptly, I awoke from a disquieting nightmare, my screams ricocheting through the silent house. "Mom, there's a man chasing me in my dreams," I gasped out, my hands trembling. She attempted to soothe me, attributing the tumultuous visions to my overactive imagination. On one occasion, I inadvertently overheard my mom and aunt engaged in a hushed conversation, puzzling over what impending revelation they were deliberating. Eventually, I mustered the courage to confront the enigmatic man who had been shadowing me. "Why have you been following me? Who are you?" I demanded, my voice quivering with trepidation. "I am Aleekie Smith," he disclosed, leaving me dumbfounded. "You're the man from my dream," I whispered, the pieces falling into place. The drama unfolded further as I crossed paths with a former boyfriend adamant on asserting control, his aggression escalating to a perilous climax when he brandished a firearm. Feeling ensnared, I made a pivotal decision to extricate myself from the tumult, severing ties with everyone in a dramatic departure. Amidst escalating tension and conflict, an unexpected source of solace materialized in the form of my father, ushering the narrative into an unforeseen trajectory. To uncover the compelling trajectory of events that ensued, I urge you to continue reading. This is merely the entrancing prologue of the gripping saga that awaits. Don't forget to vote and comment!

My Dog Is a What?! by gabyree02

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The Void's Protector: Nova Fire by FlamingStar54

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rachel by RMOSHER

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Everyones Obsessed* by Cie1_5

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Ghost of the Past

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