Losingmymind Stories

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[ 𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧 • 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙡 • 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 ] 𝗗𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁 to fight against -ꕥ- 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 Ben Chilwell gets caught up in his surroundings, it resulting in him losing the one whose always been there for him, Delilah Robinson 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹? A Ben Chilwell fanfiction novel by me, lukadxncic.

" happiness is not by chance but by choice" The only quotes he can never relate. Never. The shattered glass from the whiskey bottle flying before hitting the ground, and make a sound But all he could hear is the cry of his mom begging that person to stop hitting them. He stop feel the pain, too numb already His mom cried harder before been hit to the ground He wants to scream, to shout for help... But he couldn't. Not when his throat already throbbing from the choked earlier. Now he can't speak, can't feel and can't even try to help Once, the one that hitting them or... So-called ' father ' stops and black out on the couch. He rushed his mom only to find her breathing shallows... Then Stop. Forever.

Is it..a dream? Based on true story (me)

Losing someone close to you is always difficult. I was absolutely devoted to this person and would have done everything in my power to salvage our relationship. This person did not feel the same and in return offered nothing. Despite all of it I was still willing to offer everything I had just to keep them near. Eventually, we cut ties in an abrupt way. Recently, I ran into them after years of trying to find peace with what had come to pass. It's resurfaced a lot of trauma and writing has always been a coping mechanism. It's rushed because i just needed someway to release everything I've been feeling. Thank you.

Ethan Miller and Nick Rhein are two childhood best friends who've been through it all. In adulthood the two achieve their dream jobs, Nick as a firefighter and Ethan as a fighter pilot. Things seem great until Nick experiences a traumatic moment that damages his mind and Ethan is deployed to fight in a war where his ideals of valor will be tested.

The school when the 4 gangster are in there,they brousful,they weird, they will do everything to make you jealous they might destroy your day but what if oneday you will just realize that you fall inlove with a gangster what will you do?

Taglish "pagkatapos ng isang insidente na wla nalang sya bigla 😞😞" Hi guys this is my first story sana ma gustohan nyo😆😆

Random stuff I think of either wile reading or not Idk how good this would be Soo yah

she began to forget what it felt like to be normal and wondered why she was so unloveable?

It is my random poetry. I can't lose it this way.

Evelyn Cross, 26, has never felt alone-not truly. Even in her quiet apartment, even with the doors locked, even when the lights are off, she feels it. The gaze. The thing that waits behind her mirror. Watching. Since childhood, Evelyn has suffered recurring nightmares: she's running barefoot through an endless town of broken houses and hollow-eyed mannequins. Something always chases her. No matter how fast she runs, she never escapes. She never sees its face-only the feeling that it knows her better than anyone else ever has. After her estranged father's sudden disappearance, Evelyn is called to Greywick, an abandoned town he was obsessed with investigating before he vanished. The town was evacuated decades ago after a fire gutted most of it-but there are no records of survivors, no one who remembers the evacuation. It was as if Greywick simply... stopped existing. Determined to understand what happened to her father-and maybe herself-Evelyn returns to Greywick with only a recorder, a flashlight, and her fading sanity. But Greywick remembers her.

A disease had started to spread across Detroit. It was an horrible one, but unfortunately, It wasn't well-known by the population. And when Hank realized what was happening to him, It was too late.

An epistolary novel where Hazel slowly loses her mind as one day she wakes up back in Alaska, no trace of her so-called death or rebirth anywhere. As time goes by, she starts forgetting the gods, the war, camp... and even Frank.

"Some paintings aren't meant to be finished. Some memories aren't meant to be remembered." Alex Weaver is a quiet artist, or perhaps a baker, or a soldier, who's been unraveling since the tragic death of his closest friend, Luke Rodriguez. He paints to remember. He bakes to forget. But the faces on his canvases always come out the same: blurred, screaming, and disturbingly familiar. When he discovers a journal entry dated February 31st, 1968, Alex begins to question not just his memories, but his entire existence. Whispers from under the floorboards, reflections that don't match, and dreams of war he never fought in begin to tear apart the fragile line between reality and hallucination. As his world decays around him, Alex must confront the truth he's spent years painting over: Who was Luke? What really happened the night he died? And... is Alex the narrator of this story, or just a creation within someone else's final masterpiece? A chilling descent into guilt, identity, and the horrors of the human mind, "The Last Portrait" is a psychological thriller where the narrator isn't just unreliable... He may not exist at all.

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leo albe aleen eww

A poem made by me, hope you enjoy.