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By Teen Nobody
"Help" is about getting help when you are going through something, be careful of what you say or do.
Article | Updated Jan 26, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
One the ledge of a chasm, one stranger approaches another to talk about coping with pain and questions of suicide.
this is a poem that i wrote about feeling like your burning emotionally. when everyone wants to "help" you, but they just don't know any better.
Poetry | Updated Jan 19, 2015 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Other teenagers were obsessed with cell phones and computers, but Luna Pelman's prized possession was her razor.
Having been bullied all her life, Luna has finally found her form of release, even if it involves harming herself and damaging her lungs. She's sure that no one will ever understand...
A poem of love and giving.
Poetry | Updated Jan 11, 2015 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 6
A poem about sexual abuse.
Poetry | Updated Jan 9, 2015 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Evangelina Samuell
You are a doctor. Not the medical kind, of course. You get many clients as, as the time passes by, depression, self harm, and suicidal thoughts are common in the teenage mind, as the internet has spread those actions around faster than ever. But now, you have three different clients, suffering...
By Tim W Byrd
A 21 page guide into the paranormal on how to be a noted paranormal investigator the tools and how to utilize them and emf,evps,how to get a class a evp, temp readings,and bonus content.
Book | Updated Dec 31, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
When goblins are feeling helpful, start running.
Short Story | Updated Dec 30, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Itâ€™s a dead end. Winter and I crouch down in a tiny corner thatâ€™s behind a giant trash bin. Iâ€™m breathing so heavily that I may need to shoot myself so the Mads donâ€™t capture us-and may I add- kill us. My head is spinning, and it somewhat feels like Iâ€™m not...
We all know the destructive power of fire. This poem refreshes the topic with a small story of a soldier, who surrendered to fire. This poem also revokes the destruction caused by mankind.
This poem, titled "Temporarily being called dad", is about my dad. He really doesn't understand my mental illnesses as well as he thinks he does and it hurts quite a lot at times.
Sometimes depression becomes all you are. It takes over every thought and every feeling. The pain just sort of becomes you. And then sometimes, you realize that the pain isn't you.
Do you ever have feelings for someone, and you still feel the pain long after they've left? That's the essence of this poem. That torturous feeling was the drive for this poem.
You think you know people but really you know nothing