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Dairy Of Ellen

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Parts 24
Time 3h 32m

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I heard a whistling sound. It was close by, and I heard it every time I heaved my chest. So I knew that it was not the wind, but a sound coming from me. 
This room is so cold, so dark. Ah, hadn't I lied upon this cold floor in this same way before? I closed my eyes with the thought. Tears, blood, I know not which, ran down my cheeks. 
A powerful wind blew in through the window. 
I heard the pages of a diary on the desk flipping. 
It was my diary. 
A red-bound book in which everything about me was written. I could remember all of it, just as easily if it had only happened yesterday. 

Though I'd never written in it, I knew what was said in that diaryAll Rights Reserved

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ALTHERIS series #1: AWAKENED by isa_anderson

"Dear diary," I wrote, the pen scratching against the paper. "I'm glad I found you today." As soon as the last word was down, the ink started to spread. It soaked into the page, disappearing like it had been swallowed. "What the-" Before I could finish, words appeared on the page in elegant, old-fashioned handwriting. I am glad you found me too, Kim. I froze. My heart raced as I stared at the page. The words glowed faintly before settling into the paper. "Nope. Nope. Nope," I said, backing away from the desk. My breath hitched. The book didn't move, but the words stayed there, taunting me. I grabbed it, flung it onto the floor, and screamed. "WTF" I mouthed, still staring at it in shock -------------------------------- Kim never thought much of the dusty attic, but when she discovers an ancient, mysterious book, everything changes. The book, seemingly alive, reveals secrets that awaken an ancient power, pulling Kim into a world of magic, danger, and dark forces. As shadows close in, Kim must uncover the book's mysteries before it's too late. But some secrets were meant to stay buried... and now they want her. Unravel the mystery. Survive the awakening. The story is just beginning.

The love of my life- Cause True love never has to hide by asandakhathi

She's lying peacefully on my chest, holding on to my new leather jacket while I walk us up the campus steps and into the staff closet. Relax, I only have the keys because I'm friends with one of the department cleaners. I'm not much of a socialite so I spend my lunch breaks in here rather then the canteen like regular students. I lay her down on the only cushioned sofa that could fit into this tiny room. With my parents being social workers, home is far too crowded with people in need of help that I prefer sleeping in this place sometimes. There aren't any windows so she should feel safe. I close us in and wait until she gains conscious. Her eyes blink as I look into them, she mumbles a few words and after what seems like years, she speaks "where am I? What is this?" I say nothing but stare, I can't help it. She seems to recall what took place a few minutes ago when she decides to speak, "thank you and I'm sorry for taking your money". #Mustread #SA #Africanwriters Author: Asanda Khathi Happy reading!???

The Academy For The Elite by Ilovewatchingnothing

My mother's eyes never held love for me, not since that fateful day when I turned eight. I often wondered why - was it because I struggled in school, or maybe my appearance reminded her too much of my sister who slipped away from us? But no, it was something deeper. At six years old, I buried my childhood, trading it for endless hours of studying, perfecting every skill, every trait, every move - all to become the flawless daughter my mother coveted. But every time she looked at me, her gaze would linger on my face, and I knew - I was still just a replica of my sister. My neighbors would glance over, admiration sparkling in their eyes, but she didn't notice.Trophies gathered dust in our living room, but she remained blind to them. My cooking could impress even the most discerning palates - but she never tasted it. The vacation I won through a writing contest? Just a distant memory, overshadowed by her indifference. Until that day, the mail arrived, and everything shifted. Inside the envelope lay an admission letter to NASW - a school owned and operated by the government. People whispered about NASW in hushed tones, fearing its name like a bad omen. Only the gifted and intelligent walked its halls. I approached my mother, letter trembling in my hand. Her response? A casual shrug. No excitement, no pride - just a monotone voice telling me I was going. My heart sank, but I didn't let tears fall. I swallowed my hopes, my dreams of a happy family, of a mother who loved me unconditionally. I accepted her words silently, no complaints, no begging - just a mask of obedience. That was the day I understood - I was never her flesh and blood, never her real child... just a clone. My birthday arrived the next day, but there were no celebrations - only a suitcase packed by my mother, a ticket to the airport. I remember smiling faintly and making her a promise: I would bring her daughter back to her. Little did I know, that promise would become my everything...

Decadent by DystopianMilieu

My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

When Stories Wake Up by FracturedDream

Are you a writer? Do you ever feel guilty... when your characters suffer? When you break them, just to make the story better? You say, "It's just fiction." But what if... it's not? What if your story started feeling the same way? What if the characters you shaped with your words began to remember everything, every heartbreak, every betrayal, every death you wrote for them? And what if they wanted more than just a chapter? So tell me... If the story becomes real... If the characters you once controlled begin to take the pen from your hands... If the story starts writing you... just the way you wrote them... With all the pain, the heartbreak, the twists you never saw coming... What do you think your ending will be?

K by benin_zara

The snow never forgets. That's the first thing they learned when they found her- half-dead, half-shadow, and entirely silent. She wore a scar like a warning. She had no name... or too many. And her eyes? Storm-grey. Unbothered. Unblinking. Unforgiving. They chained her. Whipped her. Tried to break her open like a confession. She smiled instead. They said she was a terrorist. A spy. A ghost. No one knew the truth. But when word spread that he was coming- The Director. The Ghost Hunter. Even the storm outside quieted. Because some stories aren't just secrets. They're scars with a heartbeat. And this one? It started with a girl on her knees... and ends when they both stop breathing.

Flowey x Reader: Teach Me how to Feel by xXGalaxieXx

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The Witch: Children of the Moon Goddess Book 1 by Laurali_Violet

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