Timeless *(TRIGGER WARNING)*
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Última publicación mié, ene 27, 2016
Living in a fading old southern town sounds as bad as it truly is. My name is Ida June Elliot, I grew up in this city and I'm watching it crumble around me. We went from over 100,000 residents to just around 1,000. All I've known is fading away and I'm going with it.
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Y/N is a young girl that is childish, sweet, and funny to be around others, even if she is captured in publicity. She was even dating the King of Pop, which no one knew about since she was not in the public eye. He may be dating her, but he doesn't know anything else that is secretive about her job. "Michael, are you dating anyone right now? Who is Blanket's mother?" Martin asked during the interview. "Blanket's mother, I cannot say we agreed not to make our relationship public." Said Michael, looking at the interviewer. "Okay. So, are you dating anyone?" He asked. "Yes." "Who is she?" Martin asked. Michael felt his cheeks rising, turning red a little. "My girlfriend, uh...she's around, but I kept her a secret. I didn't want to announce our relationship if she was comfortable to come forward."Concluida
OUR LAST DAYS
My name is Blair Riverwood. If you're reading this, then you're one of the lucky ones. The day the SHADOWS came changed the world forever, but you already knew that. If for some reason you've been living under a fucking rock, then we need to make one thing clear.. NO ONE is safe and NO ONE is coming to help you. If you want to survive you must follow one simple rule. DON'T TRUST ANYONE. After all you may be with one at this very moment and not even know it. But by the time you realize, it will be to late.
Lost
I'm Easton Carter. A 18 year old boy who struggles with depression and stuff. I start to notice I'm living in a world of suicide and homicide . Everyone I love dies and most of the time, it gets to where I have no one left. I think about the deepest purposes of things and every time I think I'm okay and everything is fine, I always have another thing coming. I always end up getting lost in my own nightmares but all I have to do is turn the page.Concluida
Finding Myself
(Formerly known as Lost) Having many people fix up your screwed up life makes it worth living. My world started crashing around me when I found out I wasn't Madison Walker. That everything I knew about myself was a lie. But I'm slowly starting to truly find myself. And who knows? Maybe I'll find more than just that.Concluida
The Devil in the White Suit
When Elliott first found me I was living on the street, I had nothing but the clothes on my back and the hope of finally making something of myself. He gave me everything a job, fresh clothes, a house for me to live in...to me he gave me the world. It wasn't long for me to develop feeling for him, time and time again I would get crushed by the endless amount of girls he brought home. I had been living with him for a few years before he made me a proposition...one I couldn't pass down.Concluida
Premeditated Pseudonym
Taylor and Chelsea's marriage were on the rocks. Chelsea had pushed her spouse too far away for comfort and he was getting on her last nerve. Chelsea went to her parent's home during the seperation, but things got weird when Taylor stopped replying to her messages. When Chelsea returned home there was nothing left to call home and worst yet, nothing left to call a marriage. This is the story of a couple, from both points of view, as their journey takes them through places, people and situations they never imagined would occur in their lifetime. * * * Pseudonym (a) A name that differs from the original. (b) Fake identity. * * * "I decided to peep at Taylor's social media one more time to see his last active moments, but it still didn't show. This was one of the longest, he stayed without messaging me or calling. Morning came quicker than expected. I gained some well deserved rest though. The first thing I did, was reach for my phone. Taylor still hadn't called or texted me and it's been two days. I rang his phone again, but it went straight to voicemail. I couldn't take it any more, my mind began to race, thinking he had someone else besides me. I immediately started putting up and tagging him in some hateful statuses. What I didn't say was what I forgot, and trust me, I said a mouthful. Under all of my hateful statuses. His friends just laughed but didn't comment. Suddenly I got a message in my inbox. " [#41 in firstperson May 2019] [#1 in pseudonym May 2019]Concluida
The Rich Emo: Ouran High School Host Club
Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.Concluida
Good Girl
'We live on a safe street, I never imagined this,' 14-year old Ivy's parents have been arguing all night, she's had enough of this and decides to run away. She starts to hear voices as she follows them and gets kidnapped. She slowly goes insane as she's locked in a room for months. TW *some scenes may be distressing to some people*Concluida
Different // Cameron Dallas
New town, new people, new life. It was all to hard. I already was the shy girl who didn't talk to anyone. In my old town I at least known everyone since day care but here not being able to say a word and still try to make friends was impossible. Or so I thought until he brought me out of my shell.Concluida
The Girl Who Jumped
I stood on the edge of the rooftop. My eyes closed and my mind free. I'm ready. Now is the time. I could feel my breath quickening, Breathe in, Breathe out. I slowly start to gain composure of my thoughts. I can hear the people on the ground. I can see them entering the building in their perfect dresses with their perfect hair. I look down at my Royal Blue gown and smile. It's time. I slowly exhale and let myself fall. I'm free. Well, that's what I thought when I jumped, but the world hates me. So now. I'm alive and kicking, quite literally kicking in fact. Paisley George is a screw up, her "True Love" even knew it. So she jumped, but her.... attempted suicide was a failure, now she is stuck living with her grandma. event after event, Paisley ends up becoming friends with the towns bad boys and maybe she might just fall in love with one. You never know.Concluida
Y/N is a young girl that is childish, sweet, and funny to be around others, even if she is captured in publicity. She was even dating the King of Pop, which no one knew about since she was not in the public eye. He may be dating her, but he doesn't know anything else that is secretive about her job. "Michael, are you dating anyone right now? Who is Blanket's mother?" Martin asked during the interview. "Blanket's mother, I cannot say we agreed not to make our relationship public." Said Michael, looking at the interviewer. "Okay. So, are you dating anyone?" He asked. "Yes." "Who is she?" Martin asked. Michael felt his cheeks rising, turning red a little. "My girlfriend, uh...she's around, but I kept her a secret. I didn't want to announce our relationship if she was comfortable to come forward."
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