Innerbattles Stories

I grew up in a house that looked whole from the outside but inside, it was built on silence, fear, and unspoken rules. My father left without goodbye, running from the c...

They say the worst chains are made of steel. But the real ones? They're stitched in silence, guilt, and invisible scars . > Behind every quiet smile lies a storm no o...

A brutally honest guide for anyone ready to confront their inner limits, Mastering the Inner Game explores the mental battles that hold us back - and the mindset needed...

Lying is a survival skill. Sometimes, lying is a necessity, if not just a mere way to sugarcoat the unpleasant, dodge the unnecessary, and temporarily keep someone or so...

It has been months since I have new friends. No, they are not ghosts. Nor are they apparitions. Rather, they are voices. The one that would exist in the mind of a schizo...

A collection of poems

Hi this is my first story ever Here is the start of the Prologue I could only sit and watch as it took her. Paralysed by fear I watched as it destroyed her, drenching i...

Everyone thinks Ava is okay now. She laughs, she listens, she shows up. But behind her quiet smiles and steady presence, she's still carrying wounds no one can see. Invi...

This is my story, not all of it, but my story none the less. I wrote it for creative writing class, but honestly, I went a little deeper than I intended. It divulges int...

the story is about an individual who has an inner battle that they must survive

Petrah O'Brien has trained for years for this day. She has dedicated many years of her life in order to join the best of the best on the skating rink, but will she make...

He sat across from me. Still. Silent. Watching. But when I finally asked why, he said something that shattered my sense of self- "You asked me to." A short phi...

I should be grateful for my hands, without them, my thoughts would be left in the dark. A collection of words made into sentences to relieve my heart from the burning se...

IA, the new girl in town stuck in the past, and Yuuma, the local bad boy, an unsolved mystery. Both misunderstood, both always grieving, both broken. One meeting and the...

Poems and random mind rants about depression and anxiety.

Isla Ajare Story

____There may need to be a possible trigger warning for this piece ____ Mirrors aren't the mere reflections of our own self. They portray images that we may see, others...

Verses of an invisible battle.

He had me cornered, so I had no way to escape. Even if there was, I wouldn't be able to I kept struggling, but his grip on my arm was too strong for me I wanted to screa...