Henry Smith's Haunting
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Post-Traumatic
A Vietnam veteran finds that 43 years after the war, it's getting harder and harder to control his thoughts, his actions. His memory scarred by the horrible events that occurred in that jungle, what seemed like a century ago. His brain puts his conscience on autopilot, and carries him off to his own personal hell. The stress is getting to him more and more in his older state, like he's dying more and more every time he flashes back to that dense forest, and is feeding the memory that kills him with his decaying state. He's afraid to sleep, afraid of being alone, for fear that it will consume him completely. It sometimes feels that all the possible happiness has left him, that he can no longer create good memories, only amplify the terrifying ones.Complete
Original G. I. B
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Henry Is Missing
After a fight which results in Henry losing his friends, he starts isolating himself. A few weeks later, Henry goes missing.Complete
Linger: A Novelette
I didn't mean for it to happen. It all happened so fast. If only was faster, stronger, louder, then maybe he could've been saved. But now he's dead because of me. I have sleepless nights and restless day. My thoughts are always on him. Now if only his soul would stop haunting me.Complete
Returned..... Different
The girl he loves has been a national war hero. When she finally comes home to him, she's..... Different. Jumpy and easily frightened. She wasn't like that when they were kids. Comes to find out, the army and the horrors she witnessed overseas gave her PTSD. But the young loving cowboy is determined that nothing will take her away. Not insanity and not the army. Never again.Complete
The Past Can Haunt (Jafar x Reader)
"How can i keep living if i'm living in hell!" you screamed. "The past can haunt, i know but you have to learn to let it go" he said softly "But how can i, if the one haunting me.... is me".Complete
A Vietnam veteran finds that 43 years after the war, it's getting harder and harder to control his thoughts, his actions. His memory scarred by the horrible events that occurred in that jungle, what seemed like a century ago. His brain puts his conscience on autopilot, and carries him off to his own personal hell. The stress is getting to him more and more in his older state, like he's dying more and more every time he flashes back to that dense forest, and is feeding the memory that kills him with his decaying state. He's afraid to sleep, afraid of being alone, for fear that it will consume him completely. It sometimes feels that all the possible happiness has left him, that he can no longer create good memories, only amplify the terrifying ones.
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