Short stories and other random writing

  The Girl In The Water Once upon a time, in a Kingdom near the ocean. There lived a young prince, named Riley. He was tall, tan, had long curly hair, brown eyes, and always dressed untraditionally. Riley also had a passion for music, and would often go down to the shore to play their guitar. Then after he would play, Riley would jump into the ocean and swim. For they had always loved the water, when he was a child they're parents couldn't keep him out of it. They had always warned him about the dangerous creatures lurking in the water, specifically mermaids. Riley's parents always said how mermaids would pull people who swam in their oceans down into the bottom where they drowned them. But Riley didn't believe that, for he couldn't understand how such beautiful and magnificent creatures could be bad. Riley would even collect the treasures the mermaids would leave behind, like sea glass, and shells. But now that Riley was of age to be the next king, there was pressu

  My Struggle With Self Harm TW: might be disturbing for some people I have this thing where I dig my fingers nails as hard as I can into my skin. I think it started when I got to high school, I was so anxious and overwhelmed all the time there. I just wanted something to distract me from how I was feeling, so I started the digging thing. Then a couple nights ago I relapsed and I did it again, I was so mad at myself because I was doing really well about that. But I just got the urge and I did it. It hurts, there's some stinging after and sometimes it leaves scars. But for those few seconds I can feel something other then how I was feeling, because I hated feeling anxious. Side note: there's some things that trigger this, my anxiety, a change in my routine, if someone raises their voice, if I feel like people are mad at me. That one especially makes me anxious and want to dig myself, when I feel like people are mad at me, or raise their voice at me or something like that. It mak

  The Nightmare "no please, don't!" I felt like I was stuck, this shadowy figure was coming closer and had a knife raised. My boyfriend got in front of me, trying to protect me. "don't come any closer, or I'll kill you!" my boyfriend yelled at the figure. "I won't let you hurt her!" The figure kept coming closer, I was scared to death. The figure took a swing, and cut my boyfriend's face. It went in for another attack, and cut their arm. "no please stop!" I said getting in front of my love. "baby stay back" he said trying to knock the knife out of the figures hand. It took one more swing, almost hitting me. But when I didn't feel anything I opened my eyes to see the shadowy figure was gone, but my boyfriend was lying on the ground. Blood was everywhere, he was breathing heavy. "noooo, babe please be ok, please!" I cried out, I felt a light shake. "baby, wake up, it's ok" I sat up in bed wi