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danofthedead2014

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Reads 1,304
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Parts 28
Time 3h 25m

danofthedead2014

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It started when they got lost. In the forest by the cemetery in the middle of the night. 

A stranger walks by. Leading them deeper into the forest. And offers a way out. To rid them of their fears. 

But that wasn't what happened. 

In a tunnel and through the dark they went down... down... down...

Now they must face their fears if they want to get out, alive.

Trigger Warning: thoughts/actions of possible depression, suicide, and abuse

Co-written by Choco_BananasAll Rights Reserved

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Someone New by wambuimuiruriii

"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard

Behind every mean girl...there's a tragedy by Winchesters_united

The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

Grave Rock: Cemetery Stones by DavyRuiz

A group of friends slowly drift apart and leave their small town behind. Years go by and memories fade, leading to a random reunion that will make one of them question why they stopped being friends. Was it because people change and grow-up? Or did a silly dare mean so much more than they thought? Something is lurking in the woods. Memories, graveyards, ghosts, and the truth of what happened so many years before. *This is part of the anthology series, 'Grave Rock', a multiverse story collection.

It sings of Death by ChikondiCBanda

"NO!!!!! You have no idea, do you!!!? Do you!!!? You have absolutely no idea what it's like to have your heart pounding every time you wake up!!! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!!! It's not fair". Bic for long as he can remember has been tormented by horrific dreams to the point that he dreads falling asleep every night with no hope of a cure. His waking life despite having the stresses of high school is his escape from the nightly horror but all that changes when a mysterious record is found in the woods. When horrible music is played and it is unbearable for the living to hear but the ill and dying love it, it's so beautiful that they seek death, and the dead rise to listen to it. Reality has become one of Bic nightmares one he cannot escape from and one only he can stop.

$Kidnaped By Him •First Draft• (boyxboy) {Completed} by yes_imBI$

I held him tight that night. Never wanting to let go. Afraid that if I do it will all go away. But it never did. - Raised in a homophobic trailer park, when your gay and where no one cares about you, you depend on yourself and friends to get through. When we were rescued or kidnaped-whatever you may call it-we put in our full trust. Can we deal or do we run? Please Follow Me! [Contains Sexual Content] {Complete}

Pretty boy in my heart you burn |18+| by novelaninja

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Save Me by Multifandomestorys

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Just A House? by SolarEclpise

UNDER EDITING BUT IT IS DONE George had always been into vintage things, so it doesn't surprise his mother when he ends up buying a house built in the 1900's, oh but George was so naive thinking he was alone. "It was my 21st birthday, and i had gotten home drunker than hell because y'know it was my 21st and i could drink now that i was old enough, and i saw my dad, i had sobered up quicker than you could snap, i never had a good relationship with my dad, he hated gay people and i was bi, he had found out the hard way, and then, at 11:35PM, November 1st 2000, my own father shot me in the head, because i had kissed another boy," (no this has nothing to do with flowers from 1970, this is my idea (i think) and i wanted to share it) TW'S INCLUDE: PANIC ATTACKS, DEATH, BLOOD, ABUSE, VIOLENCE, SEXUAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS, MENTIONS OF RAPE.

Homophobia by jfstone

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"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboard