Losingyourmind Stories

Each week, I would ask how she was doing and each time Marie answered patiently with the same answer. "She's doing fine. She's relaxed right now." I could neve...

"No!" I shrieked, attempting to pull away from him. "I won't go with you! I can't!" "And why not?" "I have to go home!" "And...

UPDATED CONSTANTLY !! a collection of poetry and prose from a psyche worn and demented. the majority of these poems, though not all, were written at a very low and dark...

"You kidnapped me!" She shouted. "You are going to use me so you can kill my father just like I had killed yours!" "What?" Melly exclaimed...