《BULLIED》Story 160
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I have and still am experiencing mainly physical, emotional, and mental bullying
It started in fith grade, I had moved from Minnesota to Texas which are total polar opposites
Basically my entire grade except a few good friends and just nice people
Alone, broken, sad, deppressed, suicidal
I told some friends but that didn't really help
I was bullied from fith grade to present (8th)
Yes, it's only gotten worse in ther years
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Fragility
Ulysses Daltroy can be considered a practical person, he has to be. After all, when you suddenly become one of the most hated people in the world you have to adapt accordingly. So when the World is forced to participate in a set of trials for an unknown purpose, Ulysses finds himself going through the same routine with a new set of obstacles. Will he do his best to help humanity or speed up its extinction? A/N: I probably won't be updating until I finish writing The Void Wolf. Credit for that fantastic piece of nightmare fuel: Zdzislaw Beksinski
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Trench
/ Somwhere in the world of gesia where magic spells and the fire of guns are a daily commodity on the frontlines/ ZoOm..BoOm ZoOm..BoOm ZoOm..BoOM Fuck that one was close, I turn left looking for my squad mate in the trench, and immediately I turn away tears in my eyes, dead, definitely dead there is no way he survived that, one of the shrapnel shards of the artillery shell got him dead in the eye, I hear the sound of blood gushing, out like a water fountain but much more disturbing. I try to vomit but after we got separated from the supply line for more than 6 days after the attack of a squadron of dragons there wasn’t much left for me to eat, so the only thing that was coming out of my mouth was the sound of emptiness I want to go home...I want to see my family..I..I... ZoOm…BoOm I flinch, I could swear the Artillery shells are getting more precise after every second, I try to grab my gun without looking at the corpse of my squad mate, the moment my fingertips grace the cold steel of my weapon I feel something wet, I shudder knowing what it was. I close my eyes and stand up my hand around my gun, planning to never let it go. I try to rub the blood of my hands on my already dirty pants and after that i climb out and run faster than i ever did before... ...Ziiiiiip...splash.... / the Cover art belongs to the kikstarter campaign of Interbellum RPG /
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Chronos Ascending
Meena has always been running. Why? She had the capability to be the strongest person in the world. Which made her the biggest TARGET in the world. Chronos Corp created a serum that brings out a person's innate super abilities. They're not as strong as those born with powers, but people like that were few and far between. Either way, they were now the most powerful company in the world, catering to everyone from the general pubic to the armies of entire countries. But what happens when you introduce powers into society? Crime goes up, suddenly the entire police force need powers just to stop petty crimes. Wars break out and the terrorism is beyond escapable. What can Meena do against this unstoppable corruption?
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Angry Birds movie (rewritten)
What we all didn't know that there was Agatha aka Aggie, a white bird who has anger issues, and was easily being teased because of her over-grown feathers. She shared the same anger issues with Red, Chuck, and Bomb (Based on the movie)
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They came by the dozen (Dropped)
Hey yo. This is gonna be more of a diary entries than a story but hey. This will contain some game aspects, reincarnation and blah blah blah.1st arc: Well isn't this just dandy.This story follows a random guy who just happens to win a poker match against a whole pantheon of gods in an ametuer poker tournament. He won the tournament then went home, afterwards dying by slipping on a banana peel to an open manhole then being eaten by a sewer croc of legends. Ok fine he died by hitting his head too hard on the concrete floor.The random guy just so happens to die on the same day as eleven other random people caused by slipping of a banana peel. Oh yeah they also have beaten the mentioned pantheon of gods one way or another, well an example would be rock paper scissors, an mmo, drinking games and more. In simple terms they're shit at games.What could possibly go wrong.
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grass whistle ~ poetry
~ nature poems, mostly ~
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