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Creative Writing

My Yandere Story

by WanderingDreamer91 8/1/2018

written by WanderingDreamer91

I came up with a story a long time ago about a morally ambiguous “protective” killer protagonist story. :p

Decided to make it like a “yandere”, if you could still use that term despite it not really being a romantic example, and involving a teenage girl, because of moe, idk. :p

From anywhere including killing a bully stop from being hurt as well as to protect a friend, to assistant suicide, to stealing from the “rich” or modern folk to give to the poor and homeless, making it all fit somehow, yet constantly being on the run and being considered evil despite all the good intentions…

How does […]

8/1/2018 4 comments

I wrote this on the morning of September 29th.

by Shootmeup 10/1/2016

written by Shootmeup

Junk fucked grunge and grime and became punk in time followed by this dope laced rhyme is blue lips and rolled back eyes with a rope tied tight you might find the right side of life when every body is done crying at your funeral they go back home and do the same thing as you but they don’t understand the point of view you had and why you choose to tie ropes to rocks and throw those hopes over the beam tied real tight so you could kick the chair from under your feet in the same place under that bridge you used […]

10/1/2016 4 comments

Seven

by the-lord-of-the-lamps 5/22/2015

written by the-lord-of-the-lamps

I really don’t even know what to put here. We just took our final in baking and I had my workshop in creative writing on Thursday, so now that I don’t have any responsibilities anymore, I feel like it’s a good time to finally end this.

I’m so tired of fighting. I just can’t do it anymore. I don’t have the energy, and it’s not like anything is going to get better.

Sitting here writing this, I’m thinking of how it’s been well over a year since I left my house to hang out with friends. They really don’t care, do they? That’s my own fault, though. […]

5/22/2015 0 comment

Whatever

by the-lord-of-the-lamps 5/5/2015

written by the-lord-of-the-lamps

I stayed home from school again today, that makes 18 missed days for the year. I don’t think I’m allowed to miss any more or else the school will take us to court. I’ll probably still miss more anyway.

I have exams for my college courses this week, and I honestly could not possibly care less about my grades. I’m not going to college, anyway. I probably won’t even make it to my high school graduation.

Since the beginning of the semester, I’ve known about my final for my creative writing class. It’s a short story that has to be a minimum of 25 pages, double-spaced. This […]

5/5/2015 2 comments

english comp

by blood lusting freak 8/14/2013

written by blood lusting freak

So, in English composition, we have to write a narrative about the first time we did something. I’m writing about the first time I cut. I mean, in my creative writing class that I took two years ago, I wrote a lot of really deep and dark stories. The counselors already know about my cutting and suicide attempts, so one more narrative can’t hurt, right?

8/14/2013 25 comments

4/17/13

by Miss.Mayhem 4/19/2013

written by Miss.Mayhem

Today during creative writing class my teacher really wanted to read a poem I wrote about me loosing my best friend (well she didnâ€™t know what it was about). IÂ didn’tÂ want to say no because it would have hurt her feelings, so I said â€œsureâ€. She started reading the emotion-filled poem out loud. We had a visitor in our class who, just from the few lines my teacher had read, was completely focused in and had an amazed look on her face. Apparently so did everyone else in the class.
As she was reading, I started to realize what the words actually meant to me. TheyÂ weren’tÂ just […]

4/19/2013 0 comment

I should never have dreamed the dream

by belljarmack 1/9/2013

written by belljarmack

Well, I don’t like to say the word “suicide” because it has always had negative connotations in my life. My family is comprised of a bunch of cold-hearted, sarcastic Argonauts with strong wills and drive, so we see suicide as pathetic. And the twist: I’ve felt suicidal since day one. The inner conflict of the way I was raised and the way I feel is certainly nothing short of overwhelming. I’ve always wanted different things from the people around me and consequentially I’ve felt stifled, suppressed, and unwelcome in my environment for years. I have very few friends, and the ones I do have I […]

1/9/2013 0 comment

Suicide By Stabbing, What’s Your Thoughts?

by Kuzgun 3/2/2012

written by Kuzgun

You see the heart symbolizes so much in both our society and various veins of creative writing. The human heart symbolizes; life, love, emotional anguish, and even endurance (e.g. the durability of the human heart is notoriously difficult to burn/destroy completely).

So an individual that has gone through a lot of emotional and or romantic pain would naturally choose to injure their chest/heart area of the body in order to send a message to the people they left behind, perhaps only one person in particular. Or to […]

3/2/2012 9 comments