The Afterlife For Suicides by TheAntiqueClock, literature
Literature
The Afterlife For Suicides
It's been three days since I committed suicide, or at least I think that it has been three days. Each ticking of the clock leaves me more and more confused as the seconds pass by. I've been stuck in the same room I died in, the messy, dark place where I have cried myself to sleep countless of times.
I have tried getting out of here, opening the door of my bedroom or even trying to break out of the window. However, anything I try to touch simply bounces my fingertips off of them. I would fling myself from wall to wall or even stomp on glass, but the objects would remain unaffected like they weren't there at all. I am left to drown in my confu
Bully!Alfred!xvictim!m!reader Ch.4 by HageshiiRyuga, literature
Literature
Bully!Alfred!xvictim!m!reader Ch.4
2 years ago
"(F/n) Im so tired"
"...."
"Why do they hurt us like this?"
"They just can..."
"It hurts..."
"Schools almost over Matthew, just a bit more-"
"But Luciano is in really bad shape..."
"(F/n)... my hand hurts *sniff*"
"The nurse isnt far from here, Matt help me carry-"
"I found them!"
"It's too late (F/n)..."
"They have chains with them!"
"We're going to be locked inside again..."
"But its Saturday! No one will find us until Monday!"
"....If anyone bothers to find us..."
"(F/n)?"
"Over here! Bring the cigars too!"
"....Matthew, Luciano, go to the nurses office and wait until I come"
"What are you-"
"The Italians here too! Lets