Lossofidentity Stories

The world is restless. The ground is shaking. Beneath it all, something ancient is watching... waiting.

There is a story. It is about a human who becomes a god. Lives are lost. Concessions are made. It tastes of bitter resignation. It is not a happy story. So do it again.

I couldn't help myself....I had to find out, even though I knew the answer could be dangerous . Willow is an 11 year old girl, who is extremely curious about everything. For over a decade, ever since she was little she has been told various stories of her parents death, mainly from a car accident. For a long time, she has been feeling lonely and full of nostalgia, but time drifted away into the waves of the ocean. But one day, while she was cleaning the attic, she found a letter written from her parents. How ecstatic, but full of confusion! This was it. Will Willow find out what's going on? Will she find herself? She soon finds out, and goes on an adventure full of different lifetime experiences and difficult challenges through dimensions. Even if it takes a thousand pieces to work it out, she will keep going.

The decision is on us, do we accept yelling and violence as a manifestation of truth, or do we look deeper down the rabbit hole. It concerns us more than we think. The future of our planet depends on each one of us.

This descriptive piece clearly outlines why we must not be forced to wear uniforms at school.

The Dreamon was not kicked from the body, instead it allowed it to displace Dream. Now Dream is stuck in a body not his own, his memories fading... he knows there is unlikely to be a rescue.

Derek Hale and his sister Laura are two police officers that have been looking for the Dollhouse for years even though no one believes it actually exists. Because of that Derek has been lonely. That is until he stumbles on a boy with beautiful whiskey eyes who is going to give Derek's life meaning again.

I had a weird dream and needed to write it down. There have been rumors about a pair of ladybug earrings making rounds across town, as well as a suspicious number of people having irreversible brain damage seemingly out of no where. Paris recalls his creator making a pair of earrings to gift to a special lady friend sometime long ago and suspects that may be the cause. With that info in mind, Paris, Yumi, and Lily try to find the earrings before anymore casualties happen. What they don't expect is how powerful these earrings truly are only when it's too late.... WARNING Gross body stuff, brains, parasites, mind control, overstimulation, sickness, fever, possession, tentacles (or tendrils), touch-starved (This takes place right when they find the earrings. I'll prolly add future chapters that'll lead up to it but I just really wanted to write down what I could) CRACK TREATED SERIOUSLY

I woke up with nothing, no memories, no name, not even the faintest sense of who I am. The darkness around me shifts and stretches, endless and suffocating. Then there's Ima, with her calm smile and soft words, telling me to stop fighting, to let it all go. But if I let go, what's left? Just this emptiness, this silence, until all I have is the last thing left of me...

Sophie was more than a best friend-she was everything to Sophia. But when Sophie disappeared without a trace, Sophia's world shattered. Fifteen years later, Sophia writes a letter to a stranger, hoping someone might find Sophie. The letter reveals painful truths about their friendship, the secrets they shared, and the loss that still haunts her. In this emotional and haunting story of grief, love, and identity, Sophia must confront the ghosts of her past and accept that some things-some people-are meant to stay gone. But even after all these years, is Sophie truly gone? Or is she still somewhere in the shadows, waiting to be found?

Before the smiling began, the world ended quietly. No chaos. No war. Just a strange infection that leaves behind one single expression - a smile. When Jessica realizes her family is no longer themselves, she flees into a world that feels disturbingly calm. The infected don't attack. They watch. And maybe watching is only the beginning... because soon, you start to realize there is no "them" and "us" anymore...

Chuuya sees Dazai mid-fall Or... Whatever the fiddlefuck I wrote in like an hour at the library after my parents abandoned me.