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Random First Lines:This script was created off a writing prompt consisting of a human packed in a package much like a whole chicken. This story visits five minutes... » Read
___"Would you really want to regain the memories you chose to forget?"It hung in the air between us. Her gray shimmering eyes glared at me studying my expression. Opening my mouth I had all intentions to say "yes" but a horrid pull in my gut stopped me. _____
A young man roaming restlessly for...
Novel | Updated Jul 30, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 14
Make a short story or poem using these song titles from the rock band
By Mr Watson
Everybody needs someone to talk too .
Poetry | Updated Jul 2, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4
A mentally insane patient at a high security institution plans how he will escape. A news article about him in the end has an unexpected twist. This one took me 35 minutes to write.
I went on a date with a beautiful sociopath, drank margaritas made of mouthwash, woke up in the dungeon cell of an abandoned asylum and all I got was this lousy story.
A short story of a kid named Jason, and his opposition towards authority... And his near death experience in the Asylum...
Ember has been locked in a psych ward ever since she could remember which was when she was sixteen years old. She receives weekly abusing sessions with the Chief of Medicine secretly for two years. What she doesn't know is that she is an experiment. A human with no true soul. This experiment is...
Anna has been locked up in the asylum for years because of her parents concern. When she first showed up, though, she was six years old, she was semi-normal but with the ability to manipulate anyone who had some form of liquid in their body. On the first day at the asylum, the scientists took...
Novel | Updated Mar 28, 2014 | Reads: 51 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Jonathan Delacuso
This is a story I wrote for Lyn Lyns contenst. It is one of my best yet. It contains some weird themes and is a bit provocative. Also it is a semi gory horror, duh, so I hope you enjoy. By the way L'art sanglante is french for blloody art.
By Frenzee Da Rebel
I found this poem I wrote a while back. It is about being from mixed heritage parents, being a British Muslim and about being a second generation immigrant.
This is a poem I wrote back in 2013
Hope you like it! :)
The image is supposed to be the door to the room, located on the disturbed ward of a mental hospital.
I wrote this during my senior year of high school after we read "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" by, Ken Kesey.
If I put the year in...
Poetry | Updated Feb 5, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Flash backs can bring bad and good memories back, unless you're stuck reliving that bad flash back almost everyday of yor life, thinking it is actually happening again. In this tale, a girl remembers being stuck in a abandoned building by someone she thought she could trust, but overall of...
When your paranoia levels are off the roof and your house isn't just right, what can you do?
Run from it? Hide? That's not right. When you can't find love, what do you do? Cea's
paranoia levels are nearly off the roof, yet his house isn't so perfect to sooth the issue.
Once his cousin Wendy...
The first part of is was written long ago, but that's not good enough to upload it, that was simply a try. I had an idea of writing a second part to it, and here I am, I wrote it in about 2-3 hours and I'm proud of it. Mainly it is about an asylum and the mentally disabled, who are treated...
This is my autobiography.