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After midnight, they all run. After midnight, only one gets picked. After midnight, the slumber man will come. After midnight, the slumber man will murder. After midnight, I will murder the slumber man. A wrongfully convicted psychopath, this is my story of how I escaped the slumber man and his asylum. "After midnight, I will be free." [Book 1 of the After Midnight Duology] [Horror | Thriller | Short Story]

"Stupid. Worthless. Ugly. Stupid. Worthless. Ugly. That's all you'll ever be." * After years of verbal abuse from his family, It became very hard for Jensen not to believe the things they were saying. To him stupid, worthless, and ugly are the only things he will ever amount to. Jensen never felt like he was ever worth helping, and with his huge lack of friendships, he never had anyone to help prove that he isn't worthless; he's priceless. * #nomorescars contest(2nd place!!) Word count: 2,666

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"Winter is brutal." My first teardrop froze into a snowflake. Self - Written Ten Word Stories. #393 in Short Story as of 14/12/15 Note: All the stickers on the cover hold reference in 'some' of the parts of this book. © 2015 | WiggleMeHigh

I am not who you think I am. I am not who I think I am. I will not let anyone define me. I will define me.

Wesley was supposed to keep a safe distance from Ryan. Keep tabs on her but keep a safe distance. But when he wakes up late one day and looks out of his window to see her dancing around and unpacking in the apartment opposite his, everything changes. Gorgeous cover by • @TheTigerWriter •

Because six is just enough. An entire story can be described in six words: "It didn't go as I planned." Copyright © // bubiska 2016 Highest Ranking in Poetry: #6 on 24th December 2016

The story of Melody and how she manages to Breakaway from her past and fall in love. For the Christmas Contest 2015. Cover photo credit goes to rightful owner. Songs credit goes to rightful owner. Quote credit goes to rightful owner. Book credit goes to me!:)

Four years ago, Harry Styles fell in love, and was rejected upon confession. How is he supposed to put his past behind him when he has to face it every day? Larry Stylinson All kinds of comments/ideas are welcome

"You never know what you have until you lose it..." "Giving up destroys you." :c: ||Alysha was on the brink of destruction; she was about to explode. What she wanted was to leave the shrapnel behind; leaving scars for those that broke her heart, that drove her insane. Elyes tried his best to make sure that she understood that he wanted her in his life, in his future. But she didn't believe him. And she did the one thing that he hated... She gave up.||

❝You can't cling to the past. Because no matter how tightly you hold on, it's already gone.❞

Cancer Bites is a collection of poems and short stories that our beloved wattpad users have written for this campaign. We bring to you the supporting team, the surviving team, the witnessed team and the fighting team. With love, Linda Yassine, founder of #iGotcancer Project campaign.

Everyone knows the story of Cinderella. All about the glass slippers and happy ever after where Cinderella didn't have to ask one question: when going against bipolar disorder and ADHD can love really win? But Aurora Winters does. Beautiful cover made by theworddealer

Nobody cares if you're hanging by a thread or trudging through life completely bruised and swollen. Nobody is going to stand by your side when the first devastating wave of a tsuanmi hits. Everybody staring in fascination at the beauty of destruction. They are awe-struck or they are caught up in their own delusional lives. They come after its over, when only broken fragments and missing pieces are left. You cant ever fully repair what has passed to the beyond because trust is an a major social issue no one talks about. You either a hollow sociopath or a sunken skeleton with disorders so who's going to take you in? Your blessed life has collapsed into the oblivion and the new one sprang straight up from the fiery pits of hell. You can't differentiate between reality and your dreams because both re equally bad if not slightly worse. You are waging a mental battle against an opponent you created. And in it all, you are surely ready to be institutionalized. Where everything is a fabrication. Every whisper a painful lie. Every sight a distortion. And every friendship a psychotic one. Can yousee beyond a real nightmare infested with hallucinations? Can you survive the pull and safety the drugs offer? Can you embrace the adventure of life and come out unscatted? -------------- ABYSS Asylum is built for the specially gifted and is home to some of the most dangerous beings to walk this world. Because imagination and creativity is the key to disaster. But it understands the indestructible and helps them to rise to the occasion. Contact us for more information WARNING: DARK HUMOR

A/N [2020]: This book will be on hold till further notice. "Sometimes, even the most different people click to one another." ================================================================================= "Wouldn't it's fun while we bond more? It's cool that we've been through a lot yet we're still here." Mary grinned as they walked around city, feeling quite cheerful and in awe. "Ya, we're like an exothermic bond," Reece smiled as he adjust his glasses, taking a sip from his coffee. "Yeah! Mary's right," Kim shouted happily but frowned afterwards, "What's an exothermic bond?" She asked. Reece was about to speak when Liam covers his mouth, "Nope, don't speak, my brains are already swollen from all those crappy reference you've been speaking a lot lately." "Hey guys!" Mary gushed, seemingly her cheerful aura radiating in waves, "What should be our group name?" she asked gleefully. "What's group name?" Liam asked, getting a smack from Mary in return, "Ow! What was that for?" "For being dimwitted and stupid," she answered, glaring. "Ohhh! I have an idea!" Kim made a fist pump, making all the others look at her weirdly. "What is it Kim?" The others asked. "We should be... The Fantastic Four!" She grinned. "But why? We don't have any superpowers," Reece whined. "And we're not that known to others, except Kim," Liam added, putting his hands on the pockets of his leather jacket. "No, it's not about superpowers and heroes, Reece," Kim said flatly and added, "Also popularity isn't." "It's about how we are so different and so unlikely to be close yet we clicked perfectly even though how hard we've been through."

Sara is an adventurous and funny girl, after her long waited graduation she goes with her parents and her sister on a holiday in her favorite country, Egypt. There they have lots of fun, visiting lots of cities as Cairo, Luxor, and Aswan. Enjoying the beautiful monuments, museums, mosques and other amazing places that Egypt provides. On their way back home, an unexpected thing happens that changes Sara into a totally different person. She will fight with depression and new life challenges. Will she fulfill her dream and become an Egyptologist? And what will happen after she realizes her dream, what comes next? What will happen with her journey, will her company find the right Tomb they were looking for or the will find the wrong one... What will happen when they will open the wrong tomb, what obstacles they will face. Will someone die? Find out at Cursed Tomb. Cover made by @fizzy0805

Quotes for people who need there spirits lifted. Some are depressing.

Follow the journey of one Stacey Palvin, one Elizabeth Miller, one Lillian Maffucci, one Melody Fisher, and one Ryan Williams as they go through the journey of life. As they learn the concept of love, defeat, self-insecurity, and many more. - - - - - This is not a novel, but rather a collection of my thoughts and feelings about society, humans, etc. So, take this as a caveat as you enter a realm where people's darkest secrets and daily lives are highlighted for your mere indulgence.

Seventeen years, ten months, two weeks, three days... Each moment is agony. Every second of every day, George Beaumont is reminded of his young wife's untimely death. With every glimpse of that painting up on that mantle, with every glimpse of his only son. By this point, he is addicted to laudanum and half-mad with guilt. In his deluded mind, he is her murderer. Following the aftermath of his closest friend's attempt to end her life, Raymond Beaumont finds an old journal belonging to a woman who he barely had gotten to know- his mother. Who really was the farmer's daughter who became a duchess? He chases clues of a possible murder with an heiress whose wounds have not yet even closed. As they race through the countryside, everything begins to fall into place and the big picture is much darker than they ever could have imagined. A choice. A mystery. A betrayal. Secrets have a horrible way of revealing themselves... Highest Ranking: #10 in Historical Fiction