Hole Stories

A collection of oneshots, grunge edition! Requests are open.

A full insight into the strange and uncanny mind of creep thing (AKA:Ace thing.)

A story about a mysterious Sinkhole.

"When did I get these memories? I cannot reminisce with such a great quantity Tried and tried but failed to recall all in mind, and in my memory this is the only thing precise Try again, and over again Always the same old face emerges in my brain Even so, I do not know the reason why Why you're the only one that I can't recollect in mind" She could remember him, and only him, yet nothing at all.

Enter a psychedelic maze of arcades and drugs.

cock is in my ass

"I have no interest in any of you. Neither did I follow you because of any feelings." - "Do not be silly Bitsy. Everyone does." Without any further clarification, they drag me along like a wayward lamb. Despite, their despicable attitude towards me, I try to speak nicely so they would listen to my request. "I just want to go home. Can you guide me out, please." Jimin turns to look at me in fury. "Forget trying to leave Firefly. You are not going back." - Come and fall down the rabbit hole into Paradise Shadow.

This is a poem, as you probably have noticed, not a story. It deals with the concept of the source of evil, something philosophers and scholars have always searched for. The rabbit hole represents a journey through the modern world. As the main character falls through this hole, he sees several acts of evil. Yet everytime, he turns away. With the last act, he very much tried not to, but his weaker self had the control over him. His heart turned, and as he looked back, he could see himself killing the child. This was a representation of what happens when we turn away. When we do not help, we might as well be the one comitting the act, for God sees us no better than the criminal. Lastly, when he got to the actual source of the rabbit hole, he found himself back on his bench looking at the crowds. He then realises that the source of the evil in the world is in fact us, since evil is a central part of who we are. Evil exists because we allow it to. And the more we turn our hearts to it, the harder it will be to turn back.

this was a mistakeeee i have no experince in writing that much so dont rlly get excited things i wont do: NSFW yandere eh idk anymore enjoy ig

well shiiiit

Are you bored? Me too.

Is it introspective or spouting edgy garbage? Who can tell.

"I have nothing left anymore!" "That's not true" "Everything has been taken from me!" "Not everything, Bailey... not me." Bailey has it all, a loving family, a nice home, popularity, and the best little sister in the world. One night, all that changed. Before Bailey can even blink, her world is thrown upside down. One cold winters night, Bailey and her family were coming back from her sisters game. That night, changed everything. Bailey finds herself smack dab in the middle of the witness protection program. Everyone keeps saying that the accident that took her families lives, wasent an accident. Put with an over-protective police officer and his family, Bailey must figure out what is most important to her. Her past... or the future she might have ahead of her. ~This is my very first original!! So excited to be writing this! Don't forget to check out my other books!~

London is under Lockdown again from the coronavirus, schools are closed barbers are closed no pubs or restaurants. Even the playgrounds are closed but three teenage boys escape their homes and break in to the parliament to try and steal the key to the city. So they can open London back up. Will they escape the city or end up in Jail. Find out in the book... Please note that this book is based on real events and news reports which are happening right now and this book is based on COVID-19 and it's also about an unknown virus which also comes to London during 2050. But only some of the book is fictional but most of this is real life things going on now. Please think of our nurses and doctors Thank The NHS for all the hard work they have done to help you live.

i wrote this for my english class a while back and thought i'd share.

'If the world isn't turning your heart won't return anyone, anything, anyhow.'