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Dismembered Head Fight

Dismembered Head Fight

A Chapter by HorrorMaster


Who will win the fight in this horrible stunt
July 24, 1938

July 24, 1938

A Chapter by Darkness'Embrace


I dare you to look into my eyes, to see past the shards of my broken soul. God only knows what you might find.
Three: I love you, Mom

Three: I love you, Mom

A Chapter by Sami Liam


AnneI woke up on someone's lap hearing the sound of crickets. My body shifted so I could see who's lap I was on. I saw Seth sleeping on the couch. His..
Two: Anne and the rapist

Two: Anne and the rapist

A Chapter by Sami Liam


SethWe are in a car driving to his girlfriend's house on Sunday. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to see Dad do unthinkable things to the poor woman..
Today

Today

A Poem by Tabitha Marie


You sit there and you watch as the days go by But when will you finally look me in the eye And tell me that you know you were wrong and you wanna ma..
"The Barbaric State of Michigan: No Self-Defense Law for Abused Women"

"The Barbaric State of Michigan: No Self-Defense L..

A Story by Nannette LaRee~


"Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it, is free will." - - Jawaharal Nehr
December 7, 1935

December 7, 1935

A Chapter by Darkness'Embrace


Tears of joy fall from my eyes. Why? I have killed, maimed, broken, and by God, I am proud.
February 15, 1934

February 15, 1934

A Chapter by Darkness'Embrace


Sometimes that which we have lost is all we have left.
Francesca: A Short Story

Francesca: A Short Story

A Story by CompellingComposer


To be completely and utterly honest, Francesca Stone was certainly not my type. The girls I fell for were sweet, gentle, and bubbly. Francesca, howev..
Bang

Bang

A Poem by LunalitSol


The Gun says Bang. Life says Checkmate.
abandoned, alone and ashamed

abandoned, alone and ashamed

A Chapter by spicedrop


A fictionalized, somewhat autobiographical compilation of people and events in my life. This does not reflect any one person or time. It is simply sel..
Miss Liebe Brauch

Miss Liebe Brauch

A Poem by Aisha


A collage poem about love abuse. **collage poem: taking other people's lines and putting them together to create poetry
cinnamon spicedrops

cinnamon spicedrops

A Story by spicedrop


a day in the life...