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BROKEN (completed)
"Leave me alone! Please don't do this to me. I will do whatever you want, but please don't rape me. Please don't do this to me. Help me!" Ruqayya cried out,struggling to free herself from the monster's clutch. Meet Ruqayya Aliyu Omar,a 17years old introvert who was raped on her sister's wedding. She has to go through a lot of pain and humiliation. What happens when her father decide to get her married to his nephew? Read on to find out.
Foreign Lands (BC X HxH)
Killua woke up in what he thought was a village. It looked to be far out in the country, and something almost immediately caught his eye when he sat up. It was skull. A bigass skull with horns and three eye sockets. "The fuck?" He didn't know if he should be scared, or just uneasy. The thing was long dead, but did more of them exist around here? And then he also realized. Where is Gon? Killua froze, then pushed his En out as far as he could. No no no no no no damn it! Where the hell is he? His teeth gritted together as he stood up, then he heard something. "Help!" Killua broke out of his worries and his eyes snapped in the direction of the voice.
Me, Myself and I
In the dimly lit room in the hospital, there born a boy named Robert. His story was not like any other, for within the confines of his fragile mind, an intricate tapestry of personalities and secrets lay hidden, waiting to be unravelled.From the moment Robert was born, it was clear that he was different. His eyes held a depth that belied his tender age, and his laughter, though rare, had a hauntingly mature quality. The surrounded people whispered about him, a child touched by an otherworldly presence, and as he grew, his peculiarities only became more pronounced.This is a story of a boy with Dissociative Identity Disorder, a narrative that delves into the intricacies of the human mind, the mysteries of identity, and the power of resilience in the face of profound inner turmoil. As we follow Robert on his tumultuous path towards understanding, we are invited to confront our own perceptions of self, love, sanity, and the fragile threads that bind us together.
Makita Kang Muli
The meeting went to an end and I immediately bid goodbye and went to my car. When I was about to get in someone talked behind me"It was nice meeting you again, Natalia." Sabi niya at humarap ako sakanya"Same here atty." I said with a sad smile and reminisce the time when I always called him atty even though we were still a student who dreamed of being the person we are right now"I'm happy you still remember me." He said"How can I forget you, when you were the last man i fell in love with." Sabi ko sumakay na dahil nararamdaman ko na malapit ng bumuhos ang mga luhang pilit kong tinatago kanina pa.How ironic that we met again in this kind of situation. And I see, you've grown into a fine man and the man who still have my heart. Jaxon Kurt Echavez.