Y/N is a forgotten name. Nobody knows her. Why would they care anyway?
Suicide is a funny concept; just a pull of a trigger and everything would go away, but in this case some golden strings would be the difference between her life and death.
(Updates will come random, last time I wrote chapters consistently I became very stressed. Please understand that I have a lot going on in my life (softball, violin, school, social life, keeping myself mentally stable, and keeping up with my fitness goals) and I don't always have time to write)
Forever Alone (Book 1 of the Misguided Killer Series)
21 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
21 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
Jeff has always felt the weight of being alone. Even with the other Creepypasta, he was the freak; the outcast. They believed he was demented and insane, and maybe he was. Did it matter? Did that insanity, something they all shared, make him undeserving of emotion? He felt. He wasn't cold and emotionless like people believed. He was a person and while he might be demented that didn't mean he couldn't feel. He could laugh, he could cry, he could feel fear. He could feel love. But never in front of others. Never. Despite the hand reaching for him through his darkness, he felt Forever Alone. Could that change? Could someone like him find someone to love?