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Finding Myself Series - Book 4 I am learning to stand in places I never thought I'd go.

A story about a girl named Fern, who is treated and experimented on when she meets skydoesminecraft, or, Adam. Will they find their way back to team crafted? Or will they get kidnapped again?

Eddie Kaspbrak, is a broken soul, after what happened with the creature IT he can't help but think how soon it will come back. He knows for a fact that it will come back, but he doesn't know when. His anxiety flares up pretty often about it, and it can make him crack. Panic attacks, anxiety overloads, and mental break downs just make him crack a little more. He's like glass, the little boy made of glass, who just breaks down too easily. Richie Tozier, the man who makes jokes way too often about other peoples parents, is the class clown. It makes him laugh a little bit every time someone calls him that, a class clown, because for one well for most of his life he's been afraid of them and two no one knows accept the losers club about IT. Richie has an somewhat different home life to the rest of the group, the one he can most relate to is Beverly. He barely talks about it though, he keeps it in, making sure everyone else is okay instead of himself. Eddie is Richie's best friend, a small boy who rolls his eyes at Richie and has decent comebacks to all the nonsense that flies out of Richie's mouth. Richie is often hanging out with him, and tries not to go on to many dangerous adventures with him since he knows that Eddie is made of glass on the outside, but what he doesn't know is that he breaks on the inside too. One little fuck up and Eddie will just shatter, and thats the last thing Richie wants. (Art isn't mine, and I am also going to be putting Stenbrough into the story because, I ship it, and its adorable) WARNING THERE IS SOME MATURE CONTENT Also no one moved away they are all still in Derry. So yeah. Enjoy!

As you can tell by the title this will be a collection of larry self harm one shots. I'm writing this as it a way for me to relieve my SH thoughts. This may be triggering. This story will be boyxboy, contain mature themes and language, self harm, depression, eating disorders ect. If you ever need to talk please contact me!!! You are not alone in this. There are people all over the world, including myself, who struggle with self harm among other mental illnesses.

Eddie writes everything in his Diary. He has a secret that he can't tell anyone and of course, he writes it in his diary. His mother finds it and locks him in the basement keeping him from the losers and the boy he loves. What will he do?

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Laci meets the Eds

Reddie or not I'm here to deliver you with random one shots that I think of🥴 . . Requests are open, but other than that most of these will be oneshots that I can't find and want to read so I wrote them myself ;)

Four years' holds all memories of the losers. Even at the arcade, party's or late Friday nights. It all went south once jemma's fear came back from the unknown and started to watch over the ghost town that they lived in. (read first book first before this book thank you)

a collection of poems about chronic illness.

Why me? Why do I have to have Hyper-mobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (hEDS), Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS), Mast Cell Activation Syndrome (MCAS), Gastroparesis, Intestinal Dysmotility, Craniocervical Instability (CCI), Endometriosis, Tourette's (Tourette Syndrome), Autism, ADHD, Mental Illnesses, and an assortment of other challenging things. My story and how I'm overcoming obstacles.

VIDEO HERE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ue7AC-slLO0 After several consecutive battles of dark subject matter and/or great intensity, this relative "breather episode" of Moleman's Epic Rap Battles provides a celebration of old-fashioned cartoony goodness with two of the most iconic 'toon trios ever to hit the small screen.

I rewrote this fanfic, It used to be "Empty pill bottles", I've gotten triggered and most likely triggered others with warnings. So I decided to make this! I hope you enjoy <3

Poems from my path across the United States as I attempt to heal and find my family. ***my mother and I have reconciled. We're good, you shouldn't worry.

Hi, it has been so long since I've been wanting to start writing my autobiography style of book and it has been something that people have suggested for me to do as I have had an eventful life so far. I have a connective tissue disorder. I'm not sure how this is going to pan out so please be patient and understanding.

My short stories, many about my chronic pain conditions. Edit: Hello, I know that these were not connected before, and they will continue to be short stories separate from each other, but I wanted to let y'all know that the short stories in this collection all have the same narrator. Me. Like, officially now. One day, I hope to land a TV show I wrote, and these stories will be dreams of the main character. There are threads you can connect more easily than others (Weeping windows pt 1 and 2) but these can be read without each other. Anyhow, enjoy.

Heather, a presumably popular girl hides a big secret from all that know her - she has bulimia. Every day, she brings giant meals to lunch. by the time she gets home, two fingers are in the back of her throat and she's throwing up in the bathroom. She's getting worse everyday, and the one person that knows isn't sure if they can get her out of it in time.