Voices Stories

Maybe in another world we could be together. Maybe in another world I would be truly fine. Maybe in another world there is real peace. Maybe in another world my mind is quiet. Maybe in another world you can be here. Maybe in another world life goes better. Maybe in another world they will care. Maybe in another world I am strong. Maybe in another world I won't die. Maybe in another world I survive. Maybe in another world I live..... ...just maybe. My last wish, while falling. ⚠️ TW: su¡cide, selfhärm, self blame, bulling, voices, death, blood Please, if you do selfhärm or think about k¡lling yourself, you probably shouldn't read this story. But please, listen to me just for one more second. Even if you think nobody is caring about you, I tell you, there is. There are people who'll cry about the loss of you, there are people who'll never be able to move on, and there are people who'll blame themselves for not being able to help you. So please talk to someone, sometimes it's just a stranger, a call emergency services or helplines. Please don't hurt yourself in any way. Just take a deep breath and then do one small step, the first one is the hardest. But always remember, you have the control, it's your decision what you choose to show, and when. You decide how fast the things will go on. Take care and stay safe! Sometimes we don't see it, but no one is alone. You're important and you're strong! You and your feelings matter, always! 🫂 Don't like it, don't force yourself reading it. 🔔 Updates: !Currently paused! Monday, Wednesday and Saturday ✨️ Best Rankings (05/10/2026): #1 voices of 4.48k #96 sad of 349k #74 hurt of 93.7k #11 triggerwarning of 17.3k Started writing: 04/21/2026 Breake from 05/14/26 till 06/02/26 Finished writing: ??? Publishing started: 04/27/2026 Paused: 05/26/26 till probably 06/18/26 Updates completed: ???

Some marriages begin with celebrations. Mine began with silence, fear, numbness and unanswered calls. I am Raveesh. This is not a love story the way people like to hear it. It is the story of a marriage that happened in silence, fear, manipulation, and numbness - a marriage my family was not present for yet paid the heaviest price for. Told from where I stand today, in December 2025, this is my truth - of love that blurred judgment, of obedience mistaken for sacrifice, of faith questioned, of a woman who walked out of her home thinking she was choosing marriage, only to realize much later what she had actually lost. This story is not about villains or heroes. It is about how easily a life can change when fear speaks louder than intuition, and how some doors, once closed, take years to even knock on again. This is the marriage my family didn't attend - but lived with the consequences of, every single day.

Minho's always complained that Jisung yaps too much. So when one annoyed comment turns into a bet, Jisung decides to prove he can stay completely silent for a whole day. Easy enough... At least until Minho realizes the quiet isn't nearly as peaceful as he'd imagined. Maybe Jisung's endless yapping wasn't so annoying after all. ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ Just a cute minsung oneshot if you're bored. <3

Shrivanya always thought the voices in her head were just thoughts. Helpful thoughts. Annoying thoughts. Chaotic thoughts. Until they started talking back. As the years pass, the voices become her closest companions-each with their own personality, opinions, and endless arguments. But one frustrated wish changes everything. On the first day of college, Shrivanya discovers that the impossible has happened. The voices are gone. Now surrounded by versions of the planner, the critic, the therapist, the dreamer, and more, Shrivanya must navigate friendship, secrets, unexpected romance, and a destiny she never saw coming. After all, some voices were never meant to stay inside your head forever.

Meet Jin, A Seventeen Year Old Boy Who Believes His Parents Was Dead At War In Empire City, But He Still Believes That His Parents Were Still Alive & Empire City Still Remains, But His Friends Thought He Was Imagining Things, But One Day Jin Found A Secret Key A Shape Like A Star, Jin Thought Someone Had Left The Key, And Days Later Jin Found A Book Which Has A Star Shape On It & It Was Glowing In A Library & There Was A History About The Empire City, His Home. Then One Day Later, A Mysterious Portal Sucked Them In, And They Were In A Strange World But Its Called Empire City, It Was Real! & Jin Has Met His Parents Again, Jin Felt Something Was Calling Out To Him From Empire City So Jin Has To Listen To His Inner Voice & Jin Found Out That He's The Next Generation Of His Ancestors Ever Since He Was Born, Until He Realized Star seeker Their Mighty Power & Always Watching Over Jin & His Friends Had Chosen Them To Be A New Fifth Generations To Defend Empire City & Defeat The Darkness By Using The Power Of Friendship.

Welcome to my story. 💜 A survival trip was supposed to bring BTS and TXT closer together. Instead, it led them somewhere no one should ever go. Deep inside an isolated jungle, something waits in the darkness. Something that watches. Something that learns. And something that knows exactly how to call your name. Trust no voice. Follow no sound. And whatever happens... Do not answer when the forest calls. Enjoy reading.

A shy young girl who has terrible anxiety starts get first year of high school. After a few months, she falls in love with a particular classmate in her class. She struggles to escape this one-sided love story and is running out of time to ask him the big question. She could not take control of her emotions and is losing hope everyday. Would she end up shattering her own heart? This book is not just about love, but includes deep psychology and emotion with real existing characters, written in first person from the author. STORY BASED ON TRUE EVENTS * Real Names featured has either gotten permission or have been changed due to privacy reasons. * Alrighty, grab a drink, sit back, and enjoy this story! ^^

no words needed; // triggerwarning: depression, selfharm, "voices" and slightly more; but I'll say that at the beginning of every chapter // pls don't copy, read everything please; you don't have to understand, it is kinda random - but you can ask if you want to

Sometimes, it's not in the thicket of darkness that we find truth, nor in broad daylight. It is only in the in between that we find answers. Even then they may burn so bright, that soon they grow stagnant and cold. It is only when we acknowledge the interim of all things, do we finally hear the voice of stars. *** 2nd place winner in The Golden Rose Awards

idk what to put here sorry 😔 Tw vomiting ¿attacking? . . . Kinda irl but not really not apart of dream smp hope you understand . . . enjoy

A collection of poems written in the quiet moments between who I was and who I am becoming.

You are having trouble with a subject so you hire a tutor but you didn't know you would like his voice sm..

im sorry inconvenience for this :( ANGST, SAD, ABUSE

The Five Things Deadpool Can't Live Without. Including violence, porn, money and a certain superhero.

So you know every Peter Parker story he is Spider-Man right but what happens when his power is different and he was brown with it This story is going to be about a boy who has always had a voice of an angel but when people bad people find out will hero's come and help a boy that is not even a person And what happens when these good people do some bad things to end up in a bad place "Guys we have a problem outside look at the cameras" "What is he doing" "Look at his eyes" ----- Discontinued

THE ECHO Dear Reader, If you ever hear a voice telling you that you're not enough, ignore it. I didn't. At first, I thought it was just my own thoughts-appearing whenever I failed, doubted myself, or disappointed the people around me. But the more I listened to it, the more I realized that some thoughts do not belong to us. Now, I have started writing everything down. Because if I don't, no one will believe me. And if these pages ever find their way to you... I hope it's not too late. "Come inside... let me take you to his world..."

A quite depressing part of my life , I wrote when I was sad, some from stories , some from songs

The fallen angel, the demon of hell, the murderer, the king of lies and manipulation, all of these are somehow related to me. And even after knowing all of this, my mind is still in a dark scary room, unable to find the path to light. While I was growing up I always used think about being abnormal, different than others. In my mind, I always used to picture a good difference, a difference that people appreciate. Not a difference that always kept me away from others. And yes. I am a freak. And I can't even blame them for thinking like that. I am 18 years old, I live in Miami, Florida with my dad. My mom passed away when I was four in a car accident. And ever since my mom died, dad has always tried his best to be understanding. I don't know the reason I'm sharing this stuff. I guess it's just because I don't want to end up being alone for a moment. I'm pretty sure that most of the people reading this won't even believe that it's true, but I think there's no harm thinking this as a fantasy story. As I look back on my childhood, I can still vaguely remember the strangest things that ever happened to me. If I could go back and prevent that from happening, I would. But I guess that there is just no turning back.

In a night this boy's whole life changes, and he's forced to adapt with everything new. then he gets a million-dollar idea that sets him on an expected trail that leads to the love of life. follow the story of the genius, kind, and loving boy, as he explores life, and it's different aspects all alone.

Everyone thinks Lily is harmless. With her angelic smile, soft voice, and innocent face, she's the last person anyone would ever suspect of hiding secrets. But Lily hears a voice. A voice that follows her everywhere. A voice she trusts more than anyone else. Then Lucien Moretti arrives. Quiet. Mysterious. Impossible to read. For the first time, Lily meets someone she cannot understand. Someone whose mind feels locked away from her. Someone who hears a voice too. As whispers grow louder and secrets begin to unravel, Lily and Lucien are drawn into a connection neither of them can explain. The closer they get, the harder it becomes to tell where the voices end and their own thoughts begin. She runs from attachment. He craves it. And somewhere between fear, obsession, and secrets, they may find something neither of them expected. Each other.