Tick Tock
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The Rat King
My name is Nolan Moore and something special happened to me. Or at least that is what the psychiatrist calls it. I think it was disturbing, too horrific for words. What happened to me was something that keeps me up at night. Sometimes I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling for hours, even days. I get shivers down my spine even writing this down, but I have a feeling that I will be gone soon. So, if you read this, then you get a glimpse of my soul. I pray that before the end of my story I will get forgiveness for everything I have done. Just remember I did this because I thought it was the best thing at the time. Clearly, it wasn't. Time is a thin line floating between what was and what will be. It's flowing through space hoping to reach an end. Normally whenever someone makes a choice, time itself splits and although we don't feel a thing, it still happens, nonetheless. But now something happened that had never happened before. Two new lines that were created flowed alongside each other through the endless void, seeking their old one. They were never supposed to collide, but one strange afternoon everything went wrong. The three timelines hit each other dead on. Three people ended up on an island, three exactly the same people.Complete
SeE yOu AgAiN///sEqUaL tO pAnIc AtTaCk
Years have passed, times reminisced, and people changed. Detective (L/N), was sent to investigate the homicide of a young adult by the name of, Aphmau Phoenix. She wasn't quite prepared for the events to unfold after she saw what happened to her old high school friend. Will she find her old lover? Her old friends? An old enemy? Only the future can tell. {Edited}Complete
The Experiment
Fall asleep in one world and wake up in another. Where everything goes wrong. Where people have gone crazy and are killing each other. Where you are - a weak, helpless woman, and there are no acquaintances or friends around. And you can only rely on yourself.Complete
Hold Onto Me///Vylad X Reader (Short Story)
When you wake up in a world where everything is... different, you don't know how to act. First, you might freak out, be scared, timid. Second, you start to take control of your emotions. Third, you start to become independent, a savage. Fourth, you lose any sense of humanity there was left. You lose who you were, you turn into something inexplainable. You die, and it's all over. {Edited}Complete
Remember
Waking up with no memory of who he was or what happen to him, Hunter is lost in the world he doesn't remember. Slowly regain his past with each encounter, he struggles to stay alive in a world that wants him dead because of what he did before he lost his memory. And with him, a voice of someone he can't fully remember, someone close to him, who say, "Remember me".Complete
The Rules.
Life doesn't have a rule book. But it has unsaid rules, some even tips. In no particular order, here are the rules that I feel have deep meanings (sometimes...) behind them. Especially for me. FULL DISCLOSURE: It is now 2021 and I'm 21 years old. I wrote this at 14 with no real perspective on life. Read at your own risk. It's bad. I love to look back at myself and laugh which is why is is still up. All the love.Complete
Moth
They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.Complete
Only Me
Follow the people who feel alone against the world with thier past choices. Some are choices, though they regret it later. As for others, it's out of thier hands and don't know what to do. Or watch them enjoy life with bumps.Complete
My name is Nolan Moore and something special happened to me. Or at least that is what the psychiatrist calls it. I think it was disturbing, too horrific for words. What happened to me was something that keeps me up at night. Sometimes I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling for hours, even days. I get shivers down my spine even writing this down, but I have a feeling that I will be gone soon. So, if you read this, then you get a glimpse of my soul. I pray that before the end of my story I will get forgiveness for everything I have done. Just remember I did this because I thought it was the best thing at the time. Clearly, it wasn't. Time is a thin line floating between what was and what will be. It's flowing through space hoping to reach an end. Normally whenever someone makes a choice, time itself splits and although we don't feel a thing, it still happens, nonetheless. But now something happened that had never happened before. Two new lines that were created flowed alongside each other through the endless void, seeking their old one. They were never supposed to collide, but one strange afternoon everything went wrong. The three timelines hit each other dead on. Three people ended up on an island, three exactly the same people.
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