My great passion is bringing people hope, and a healing who have been a stressful day while reading a story. I have my other account in other app, and that was my first experience of writing stories. I\'m taking a psychology major and please be aware that my genres are mixed but most of it, it\'s about psychological horror.
First story: Cold Heart (November 3, 2018)
~To the readers of cold heart, This was long ago published in 2018. Sorry for my english grammar, I made this story when I was 14-15 years old, give me a chance to change/revised this story. Thank you for your understanding.
Second Story: Rose (March 21, 2021)
~This was actually inspired me of a romance movie of Me before you and it is my first favorite romance movie. I\'m not a huge fan of romance/love movies, I prefer horror and psychological movies. That is why I made an idea of Rose which is a psychological horror story.
Third story: Espina De Rosa(October 9, 2021), this is the continuation of Rose, please read the Rose first before proceeding to this one. This story might be fast and too boring, let me know if you want any changes.
Fourth story: Please, BeLIEve Me(October 24,2021) , another psychological horror, this story is too disturbing so please aware and if this is not for you please do not continue reading. This was only my part of imaginations and it might be too disturbing for the readers. Be aware.
Fifth story: TRAUMA(January 9, 2022), It\'s a pyschological fantasy about a guy who meet a 7 year old girl in the hospital.
Sorry for my terrible english grammar, I\'m trying my best. Please don\'t jugde me.
"You might think that I deserve how you treated me. You may think that me standing up to your abuse was just as bad as your abuse. You may think I’m a bitch. But the only bitch you need to worry about is karma. You may think that you got away with how you treated me, Or maybe you don’t even think about how you treated me, Because you hurt me more than I could ever be capable of hurting you, But whether or not you think you got away with your mistreatment and abuse, Just know that karma is a bitchAnd know that when your past comes back to bite youYou may have already driven away everybody who loves youYou’ll have nobody left to pity you. Nobody left to lie to or cheat onNobody left to break and abuse and I pray to God that day comes before you break another woman like me" Original Poem by: badwolfbailey
"You were a stranger to me, I knew not you, or your personality. You were a random, I found you on Instagram.
I said, ''Hello, I know you don't know me and that this is probably weird, but, hello, Stranger''. You were cute. I didn't think it would hurt to add you and maybe talk to you a little.
About a month after I had sent that message I found out I was switching schools. Little did I know you went to that school.
I.. I had a crush on you... I met you about a little while after, you were so cute. I walked in the door and you just stared at me.
I was frozen.I was new, I didn't know what to do. I sat in the back of the room, I kept to myself and was very quiet.
Little ol' you wouldn't let that happen.
You were nice, You were talking everyone, Everyone likes you. I started to watch you but I never approach you.
You told me you liked me. I was shocked, happy, astonished, and then again disappointed.
I told myself to wait, told myself, ''Oh. He'll come around,'' It never happened. I fell in love with you.
I never knew that a random guy I added on Instagram would end up meaning so much to me. I never dreamed I would find someone I love this much.
I could never ask for more." - Jake Anderson
Original poem by Kaylana Brown
"Out there, I feel you watch me. Stalking me from the darkest of shadows.Excites my heart to the point of Joy.Knowing that you're not far behind. Looking over my shoulder everyday.That chills you sending down my spine. Frightens me down the core. Yet, You are hoping to get a hand on me.Following me into the night, wanting a taste of me, but the thought of never getting what you want. Scares you to the point of no return.That horror rattles you. Where yoy feel the need to haunt me. Licking at the wounds you wish to inflict upon me. The thought of you hurting me brings you pleasure. The horror you feel of me gone. Makes you mad at the world, and you would do anything possible, just to force me to submit at your feet." - Rose
Original poem by RevaMae
"How can you contain a storm Because I've tried all these years I've deprived myself of all things Just to keep my mind clear It seems like it's getting worse I can't help but be frozen with fear I just wanted to build a snowman But I have to miss it every year For once I want to let go Of these gloves, my mental chainsIf I suppress it, it only grows I don't want to hurt her again I'm afraid of keeping this coldness inside That it will stay and freeze my heart too Alone and afraid, trying to maintain this lie When was the last time I said anything true? I'm afraid of myself most of all How can I fit in this society? When I cannot be who I am Without remorse, rejection and anxiety I'm afraid the longer I'm away from her I'll lose my last bit of warmth That I will soon be cold-hearted Then I will never stop the storm" - Brent
Original poem by Anne In Wanderlust