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The Crazies

The Crazies

A Book by Aiko Chan


Normal people don't find their significant other in a psych ward. But then again, if you're stuck in a mental facility... how normal can you be?
Chapter One: South Day Room

Chapter One: South Day Room

A Chapter by Aiko Chan


It's probably best not to fall in love with a crazy person.
Chapter Two: Cactus

Chapter Two: Cactus

A Chapter by Aiko Chan


She’s lying in bed with her feet crossed against the wall and her long, dark hair falling over the side of the mattress and grazing the floor ..
Chapter Three: Dancer

Chapter Three: Dancer

A Chapter by Aiko Chan


“The f**k are you doing?” The voice comes out of nowhere. Startled, she stumbles mid-spin and crashes into the wall before falling ..
THE STRANGER

THE STRANGER

A Poem by Prateeksha Khot


inspired a bit by the spate of suicides being reported in the paper......
I'm sorry

I'm sorry

A Poem by Kayla W.


this a poem about someone regreting killing someone else so they kill themselves.
Barry the Banana Bomber

Barry the Banana Bomber

A Poem by Alex W


High in Potassium and C4 Explosive.
Death of Angela

Death of Angela

A Story by James Lemon


Suicidal death of a girl named Angela.
The Love on Her Arms ♥

The Love on Her Arms ♥

A Poem by ~Wandering Soul~


In dedication to the organisation – To write love on her arms (TWLOHA) always remembering and supporting those experiencing depression and self..
Crazy Girl

Crazy Girl

A Story by Jewel Ailiyah-Celeste Lan..


My extracurricular English Class's homework to write on the future of books. Yeah - but I love it...:)
Bloody Rose

Bloody Rose

A Poem by Vin


Sing me your bloody song, tell me the whole world is wrong. Pull me into your nightmare, assure me that no one will care. Speak of how life is..
You Faded Away

You Faded Away

A Poem by Vin


Tears beating against the ground, turning heads from all around. Sidewalk completely covered in blood, one last heartbeat, one last thud. There ..
"Im Not Pretty Enough"

"Im Not Pretty Enough"

A Poem by LittleEye:)


Her shirt torn open"i wasnt pretty enough"etched into her skin A pool of red nectarsurrounds her lifeless bodyher eyes petrified. He stands over her..

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