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BEING REWRITTEN! /story/344672232?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=TheAddieDragon&wp_originator=ouzo%2B5TmCuNprk8lN%2FgcjxAlLcDlpSVozLbKiqyNl2uYr3UzcWZPnNQ%2BCeFHHpqmEj%2FmclBWDNUpygmThVqRUSKpsqHXJl6qFJW3BMKZpXIOyVyBfdiGVnLb9%2BI2TnKY - He awakens in the middle of the forest. Where is he? What's going on? Who is he? These questions ponder his mind. He hardly remembers anything about before, nor does he know anything about the present. Luckily, he meets someone else - a ghost that had waited the month after his death for his awakening. They show him the world he now resides in, Limbo, also known as the afterlife. Since he can't remember his name, he gives himself one - Gradient. His new friend gives him a warm welcome to his eternal resting place, and he gladly accepts. Yet there is still more to learn about this mysterious place. And more to learn about his spiritual self. ------ !DISCLAIMER! This is a horror-type story. There will be themes relating to/depicting: body horror, death, gore, blood, murder, etc. If any of these themes disturb you in any way, viewer discretion is advised. ------ HALLOWEEN STORY LETS GO I know I have multiple stories I need to finish but I'm definitely gonna be finishing this soon (er, hopefully), so BEAR WITH ME HERE. And some story elements are inspired by a book I read called Everlost by Neil Shusterman, and I greatly suggest it :) Started: September 4, 2022 Ended: October 31, 2022

And then he stopped. Shane leaned his forehead against mine, breathing heavily, our eyes still closed, and he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Astra," he mumbled against my lips. "Please don't hurt yourself." And all at once, his body fell limp and Shane Doughtry, the captain and star player of the soccer team, collapsed. ✧⁠*⁠。✧⁠*⁠。 There are two sides to every story. High schooler Astra Thatcher is the quiet girl in the corner of the room with her music on max and ink all over her hands. She was the quiet, intelligent kid who ate lunch by herself. But inside that calm exterior she was filled with turmoil- about her life. Popular, sarcastic, funny Shane Doughtry who was always the center of attention had been in her class for years and yet never noticed her- until they were trapped in an elevator together. He's never noticed her and she's never noticed him. That was the way it was - that was the way it was always supposed to be. Their lives soon become a tangled mess of love, friendship and trust. One stormy night changes everything between them as the two are drawn closer together and they learn that everything about them that people see was just a mask. To cover up the pain underneath. ⚠️TW - contains mature themes relating to mental health and suicide. and weird chapter names. All right reserved © Crazy_Cranks P.S. I'd just like to say this is the first full novel I've ever written, when I was around 14/15 years old, so yes, there will be grammar mistakes and plot holes! And bear with me, I SWEAR THE WRITING GETS BETTER ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ (Day I wrote the first word) Start. 14.02.2022 End. 01.01.24 #1 in classclown #1 in awareness #1 in elevator #15 in sad #14 in depression #6 in humor #9 in mentalhealth

Leave requests on what I should write I mostly/only write about klaus right now.

spencer, i'll remember how i'd loved you. even after i saw the hate behind your sweet eyes and messy statistics. even after i heard casually cruel words leave the same sugary lips that you used to plant soft kisses on my cheeks. even after i saw you kill right in front of me. the loss of your presence would still hurt the same. it probably wouldn't even matter what you did or didn't do because at night, i would still be crying into my pillow about everything that happened to you regardless. that's another thing that hurts so bad about this all. your loss. it's obvious, i know that. but i feel so alone. and you're actually gone this time.

Hello, person whom must be reading this, my name is Jay, I write a lot of poems. So this will be a place I'll write them down for whom ever wants ideas, feels lonely, or wants to read. Whatever it may be, keep in mind there are trigger warnings, deep subjects, and fair amounts of fear. Enjoy and read at your own risk. March 17: #7 in Poetry March 22: #2 in Sadpoems March 19: #3 in lovepoem June 9: #1 in freshmeat

I'll try to keep most of them gender neutral! Also I will try my hardest to not do any modern AUs for movies and shows set before phones lol 🥲 ⚠️TW: self harm Start Date: 6 November 2023 Word Count: 12,900 Rated: #5 in arttheclown (15/10/24) #10 in choptopsawyer (17/04/25) #14 in nubbinssawyer (11/07/24) #49 in patrickbateman (15/09/24) #52 in jekyllandhyde (04/06/25)

This Is My Very First Book So Please Bare With Me . GIP Started : September 7th 2021 Finished :December 5th 2021 Some love can be Toxic and some can Beautiful but ours was a match from heaven to bad we were on earth "Y/n please come back, i need you more then ever" . Read The Book To Understand. Updated Every Day .

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.

After Emily Prentiss dies, her partner and best friend, Nova, falls into a deep hole of loneliness. Shutting off the rest of the team, and her emotions. Seven months later, and the familiar face pops back up again. Along with many emotions. ⚠️TW: Mention of an eating disorder, smut, shooting, choking, and language⚠️ READ WITH CAUTION!! (So skip ahead a few years I need everyone who still reads on here to know I was literally like 13 when I wrote this there is no solid plot line and this shit is like actually haunting for me😭🙂‍↕️ -me in nov. 2024)