My Best Friend ❤
Today my best and only true friend died. Everyone else is fake. She died while trying to save me from getting beaten to death.
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Today my best and only true friend died. Everyone else is fake. She died while trying to save me from getting beaten to death.
My mother died while I was still young, He hit her so hard, she bit off her own tongue, Nightmares never ending beginning to creep, Can see the blazing flames of fire swirling deep in my sleep, Fist...
I come back up for air. I had to. Underneath the surface of the lake all I could think about was the past. And I promised myself that I would do that as least as possible. What am I supposed to do...
I watched as the whispering winds gathered around a previous me, as I took my final steps. The one I was watching did not know this. She stepped forwards, a smile opening on her face.
as I looked around at the terrible sight of burnt buildings, stray cars and trees that had finnaly rotted away I realise how long I have been around. this town never meant to look like this.
Waking up, trembling with fear, The memory shedding another tear, Reminding me of the past dream, That woke me up in a painful scream.
They're constantly asking me what's wrong, why I'm so distant, why I'm not as perfect as the other kids at my school.
Ever had that feeling of utter loneliness. Yeah. Guess so . I have every night. You c the holes in my heart will always be there because of this boy, my exbest friend, my brother, my mom and my dad.
Time. Time has a way of curling about itself; when something so terrible happens, that it sets motions through time.
Walked through the valley of shadow and death, Grab by the necked and choked to death, Only there was left there spirits, Blood all over the fucking floor she cried as they tortured her some...
By Cerys L Fields There she lay. Still. Breathless. Taken away. It was an accident. It wasn't meant to happen. Or was it. It all started when she was out with her friends.
Spider hurt, the pain was the first thing she was aware of, it shuddered through her body, made her twist and clench.
I'm sorry, I didn't know. I thought you enjoyed it. How was I supposed to know... That no means no. The night before, Walking home in a daze. I didn't know what had happened, Was it just another...
The sight was gruesome. I was completely consumed in shock. I couldn't believe it. The accident did this to me. I'm scarred for life. "I can't believe, I mean why did this." "I know.
They pushed me against the wall and shoved their dirty hands into my pockets, to reveal nothing but a wallet with no credit cards and $10 in it.
I lay in the sand, eyes shut. The sun beamed bursts of colour everywhere as little droplets of rain fell on to the sand and my face. Luckily this made my tears camouflaged.
You know what. I’m not like other toys. This shouldn’t come as a surprise to you since I’m not a toy at all, but some people seem to hold on to that misconception. Of me being a toy I mean.
The passage in the hallway hears a silent cry god forbid he should make a noise For his parents will just lie He fell out of his cot they'll exclaim But only the four walls around him will really...
Feel the rushing seductive lightness of invisibility.
I stand in the heaving room; bodies bump and push me around as if I'm a discarded rag doll.
I always wondered how my life would turn out. When you're young you have dreams, and aspirations, but in my case, all I had was hope.... I hoped that I could escape this prison.
Candy, not her real name of course, just a name she figured fitted her job. Sweet enough to be violated, she jokingly thought.
My first story. Written in the bathroom. Based on a half-remembered dream, inspired by soldiers who have spent their lives serving our country and cannot adjust back to a regular life.
I was stuck. The metal mesh above the fireplace was stopping my miraculous escape for the now burning house that used to be my own. I panicked. Smoke was filling up my lungs.