Gaslighting Stories

Molly had a great job, a serious boyfriend, and a quiet life in San Francisco. Then Bruce's stepsister thought it would be hilarious to fill out the internal transfer form on Molly's work laptop while Bruce watched. By the time Molly saw the confirmation email, the visa was already processing. The contract was signed. There was no undoing it. She was moving to London. When she demanded Bruce fix what his sister broke? He asked her to apologize. To Crystal. For being upset. So Molly left a note on his kitchen counter - Good Joke! - and got on the plane.

🍕After Saving His Father From The Golden Rabbit, Oswald Starts His Road To Recovery From Something Only He Knows and Experienced, Or So He Thinks🍕 🍕Unaware Of What's To Come, Oswald Will Find Himself And Many Others Facing The Horros Of What Freddy's Had Become and What Mr Afton and Many Others Left Behind🍕

Hazel only went to a psychologist a whim. Just to talk. She nodded along when they handed her a referral to a psychiatrist. She felt fine, after all. At the end of the psychiatrist session, something snapped. She doesn't remember screaming. She woke up in a seclusion room. The doctor says it's for her own safety. The door says therwise. And then she heard it-a voice from the hallway. Soft. Familiar. The same voice that taught her what the word "discipline" meant when she was nine. He told her she checked in voluntarily. She doesn't remember that part either. Welcome to treatment, Hazel. Let's find out what you're hiding.

In the small town of Weeping Willow, CA, young high school student Perish Theldman finds a shocking newspaper article about her past. As her friends start to get picked off one by one, she unravells the mystery's her family kept away hidden in her grandmothers old attic

Nela zapisuje swoje myśli w pamiętniku, bo to jedyne miejsce, gdzie wolno jej mówić prawdę. „Pamiętnik Neli" to emocjonalna, poruszająca historia o dziewczynie uwięzionej w przemocowym związku, w którym miłość miesza się ze strachem, a cisza boli bardziej niż krzyk. To opowieść o manipulacji, izolacji i długiej drodze do odzyskania własnego głosu. O tym, jak jedno słowo - dość - może stać się początkiem wolności.

❝ I said it was the last time last time. ❞ © -𝐁𝐄𝟏𝟏𝐀𝐃𝟎𝐍𝐍𝐀 2019

a story of a girl named Kaylee. the girl grew up with her brother and on her 9th birthday her parents passed away. this leading her brother to be very protective of her, and now her legal guardian. one day Kaylee attempts to go to a party, but her brother yells at her. how will she get out? and what will her brother do? read more to find out!

When Jane Stewart sings on the WeSing app one quiet night, she never expects her voice to capture the attention of Alfonse Villareal - a younger man searching for connection, purpose, and someone to anchor him. Their instant spark becomes an intense digital bond that quickly spills into real life, pulling Jane into a love that feels flattering at first... and suffocating soon after. As Alfonse grows dependent on her stability, Jane finds herself giving more than she can afford - emotionally, financially, and spiritually. What begins with a song becomes a slow unraveling, forcing her to confront the truth: Loving someone who refuses to grow can break even the strongest heart.

"Now, before we continue- you're listening right?" Test Tube nodded. "Great! I'm sure you must be wondering- why is Steve Cobs of all objects giving you such glorious stuff? All the tech, all the gadgets? Two very own labs to yourself? "The answer is simple: you'll need it." 《▪︎》 Test Tube is hired undercover by Steve Cobs to ruin a reality show. It only starts sucking when she actually starts to like the objects she's supposed to trick.

When your alone whos there? Me You dont realize, when i came into your life i made everything better, didnt i? 》Cover art by me, this is a story of short chapters, and more pages.《

Working at Wendy's often feels like a strategic battlefield, where every shift demands careful planning and foresight.

In which the author explains why, exactly, William Shakespeare's "Taming of the Shrew" is not a comedy and is, in fact, a tragedy that openly displays domestic abuse. POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNINGS: Discussion of domestic abuse, emotional abuse, gas lighting, and lack of consent in non-sexual situations. If you think I missed one, let me know. Written for my Grade Twelve English assignment, and given full marks.

𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧. 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲. 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬-𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝. _ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓉ℯ: 𝒿𝒶𝓃𝓊𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝓌ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓎-𝓉𝓌ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓎-𝓉𝓌ℴ ℯ𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝒶𝓉ℯ:

This is my first story so it might suck but please don't be too mean. Thank You ___________________________________________________ What happens when you and your so-called "Best Friend" fall into another world. Into other bodies. Into a world with Princesses, Griffins, and True Love. Will your friendship remain the same, or will you finally see the truth? It's your job to find out.

"𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝑳𝑰𝑽𝑬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝑭𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝑾𝑰𝑵." --- - 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 | 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙤𝙪𝙩? 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢. 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨. 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙮𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤.

The story, based on true events, of a good thing that spiraled into darkness. The anger of a man sends his lover slowly over the edge as she is gaslighted and deceived. But can she be saved? Will he see what he's done? -- I plan on posting at least one part a day until it's finished.

"My world was plain and colorless till you came my dear Shinigami" //This is my first time writing I just thought it would be fun to write something not so happy I also never was in a relationship before so I know shit about this type of stuff so if i do something wrong tell me please thx//

What happens when Ranboo's little sister joins the DreamSMP? You'd think that she'd have an easier time than Ranboo. Quite the opposite actually. Things start pretty well until a mysterious, masked god makes an appearance.

This will be a true story about a relationship I had when I was a freshman in college. I learned a lot and I thought I would share my mistakes so hopefully other people don't fall into my worrisome pit. I may also post other works that relate to this story that I had written previously. Names have been changed. Everything here is 100% my own writing and my own experience.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The Memory Weavers of Whisperwood is an original story. I'm having a problem with writing fanfiction about Us: The series. Not sure about what will be the main problem for Pam and Rak. Anyway, can you help me brainstorm with some ideas? What story would you like me to write next? Anyway, enjoy friends... STORY SUMMARY: For Readers of Holly Black and V.E. Schwab comes a gripping psychological fantasy about a love that might be the only thing worth trusting in a world of beautiful, dangerous lies. For seventeen-year-old empath Elara, her love for the vibrant, free-spirited Chloe is the only truth in a world of overwhelming emotional noise. It's a connection so pure, she's certain it's unbreakable. When Chloe invites her for a perfect weekend at her family's idyllic, secluded home, it feels like a dream come true. But Whisperwood is not a sanctuary; it's a gilded cage. Elara quickly discovers that Chloe's picture-perfect family are the architects of an unimaginable psychological prison. They are memory weavers, a coven with the terrifying ability to prune and rewrite Chloe's mind, erasing her desires and suppressing a latent power they fear. Her girlfriend isn't just being manipulated; she's being curated, her very personality rewritten to ensure her obedience. When Elara tries to expose the truth, she becomes the family's next target. They don't resort to violence. They wage a masterful war of psychological terror, using their abilities to gaslight Elara, expertly twisting her perception of reality until she begins to question not only the evidence before her, but her own sanity. In a battle where the ultimate prize is the narrative of reality itself, how can you save someone who doesn't remember needing to be saved? What happens when your greatest weapon-your own mind-becomes your enemy's playground? And how can you prove the truth, when the only person who shares it has had the memory wiped clean?