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I Wish I never Opened My Friend Basement Door!
I Wish I never Opened My Friend Basement Door!
3 dögum síðan
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My Brother Married At 19 After What I Did To Him
My Brother Married At 19 After What I Did To Him
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My gf did it for 2m $$$$
My gf did it for 2m $$$$
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i am dating 2 brothers
i am dating 2 brothers
8 dögum síðan
Hello, I’m Sam and I will share with you a creepy story that happened to me. So I’m a 17 years old highschool student and I have a crush on a guy called Ben. He doesn’t know it yet but i’m planning on telling him soon. Ben and I share most of our classes. Well, honestly I joined the classes that he did just so that I get closer to him. I think Ben thought I’m weird because I ended up in all of his classes. Today at school I bumped into him and he made a disgusted face and walked away.. I knew it would be to confess straight to his face. So i had to write him a letter instead. I prepared a pink letter covered with red hearts I expressed all my feelings to him in it. Next morning when i came to school and i went to Ben’s seat and left the letter in his backpack As I walked out, the whole school was talking about how Ben and Stacy started dating. My heart was shattered. I felt hopeless so I ran to the bathroom and just sat there and cried my eyes out. Then I washed my face and dried it with toilet paper and on my way out i heard ben and his friends coming towards the bathrooms. then I heard someone saying: “did you see Sam? she’s totally into you.” She burst into tears when she saw you with stacy What did I just hear? Are they laughing at me? I had to follow them but they went into the shower room. I still had to hear everything they said about me, curiosity kills me... I tried to listen through the door but it wasn’t clear enough so i had to walk in. I snuck in quietly while the boys were showering... I approached Ben’s locker just to see what he keeps there!! I saw his name on the locker so i opened it and i heard the water turn off and the boys were coming towards the lockers. I freaked out so I hopped in the locker hoping that Ben won’t open it and there he was standing like a model in a white towel drying his hair with another towel I melted i have to admit even though he laughed at me My heart was racing but I’m not sure if it was because I’m in his locker and about to get caught or because he is so damn handsome All the boys started opening their lockers so i planned to act like I fainted in the locker... but my eyes couldn’t let go of Ben as is saw him opening the locker in front of the one in which I was, which also said Ben!!!! OMG am i that stupid to forget that my brother’s name is also BEN?? I was so blinded by Ben that I hopped into my own brothers locker! I hatee myselffff i even sniffed his underwearrr What is wrong with me eww I got sick and wanted to throw up but holding it in just made it all worse. The boys finished dressing up and left the shower room. I jumped out right away to breathe some fresh air and tried to walk out but the shower room was locked. I decided to go through Ben’s stuff and wait for someone to come open the door. What excuse do I have for being in the boys shower room? Well at least i had Ben’s stuff there to explore. I opened his locker, found his t-shirt and felt so happy, indifferent to the fact that I was locked up in there. Anyway, I found a cute album so i decided to open it. And I couldn’t believe what I saw! I dropped the album and just stood there shaking. I picked it up again to check if what I saw was correct and there were my pictures. Pictures of me eating Pictures of me going to bed Pictures of me changing clothes Was he stalking me?? B..Ben is a stalker..?? Is it really ben? I can’t believe this.. I even couldn’t feel love to him anymore. I felt creeped out! The sun went down and the shower room started to get cold and I was all alone with no backpack and no phone stuck in that cold place with that horrible fact. I just waited for my brother to notice that I’m not home and decided to take a nap on the floor just to kill time. Then I heard some noises outside. I waited for the sound to get louder so i can call for help, but maybe it was just the wind. I kept trying to sleep, then I heard someone getting closer to the door. so i started screaming for help. And suddenly in that silence someone started breaking the door. I yelled: “coach is that you??” but to no avail. I started to feel a bit scared as I heard someone breaking the door. Once the door was open I saw Ben standing there and he said “finally.. you’re all mine now” with a grin on his face.. He must have noticed that I'm not in my bedroom to stalk me so he came searching for me... or was he stalking me from the very beginning? I don’t know anymore but what do I do now?! I hit him with the album and ran down the hallway as he started chasing me but all the school doors were locked.
I Replaced My Face
I Replaced My Face
8 dögum síðan
Hello, I’m Sam and I will share with you a creepy story that happened to me. So I’m a 17 years old highschool student and I have a crush on a guy called Ben. He doesn’t know it yet but i’m planning on telling him soon. Ben and I share most of our classes. Well, honestly I joined the classes that he did just so that I get closer to him. I think Ben thought I’m weird because I ended up in all of his classes. Today at school I bumped into him and he made a disgusted face and walked away.. I knew it would be to confess straight to his face. So i had to write him a letter instead. I prepared a pink letter covered with red hearts I expressed all my feelings to him in it. Next morning when i came to school and i went to Ben’s seat and left the letter in his backpack As I walked out, the whole school was talking about how Ben and Stacy started dating. My heart was shattered. I felt hopeless so I ran to the bathroom and just sat there and cried my eyes out. Then I washed my face and dried it with toilet paper and on my way out i heard ben and his friends coming towards the bathrooms. then I heard someone saying: “did you see Sam? she’s totally into you.” She burst into tears when she saw you with stacy What did I just hear? Are they laughing at me? I had to follow them but they went into the shower room. I still had to hear everything they said about me, curiosity kills me... I tried to listen through the door but it wasn’t clear enough so i had to walk in. I snuck in quietly while the boys were showering... I approached Ben’s locker just to see what he keeps there!! I saw his name on the locker so i opened it and i heard the water turn off and the boys were coming towards the lockers. I freaked out so I hopped in the locker hoping that Ben won’t open it and there he was standing like a model in a white towel drying his hair with another towel I melted i have to admit even though he laughed at me My heart was racing but I’m not sure if it was because I’m in his locker and about to get caught or because he is so damn handsome All the boys started opening their lockers so i planned to act like I fainted in the locker... but my eyes couldn’t let go of Ben as is saw him opening the locker in front of the one in which I was, which also said Ben!!!! OMG am i that stupid to forget that my brother’s name is also BEN?? I was so blinded by Ben that I hopped into my own brothers locker! I hatee myselffff i even sniffed his underwearrr What is wrong with me eww I got sick and wanted to throw up but holding it in just made it all worse. The boys finished dressing up and left the shower room. I jumped out right away to breathe some fresh air and tried to walk out but the shower room was locked. I decided to go through Ben’s stuff and wait for someone to come open the door. What excuse do I have for being in the boys shower room? Well at least i had Ben’s stuff there to explore. I opened his locker, found his t-shirt and felt so happy, indifferent to the fact that I was locked up in there. Anyway, I found a cute album so i decided to open it. And I couldn’t believe what I saw! I dropped the album and just stood there shaking. I picked it up again to check if what I saw was correct and there were my pictures. Pictures of me eating Pictures of me going to bed Pictures of me changing clothes Was he stalking me?? B..Ben is a stalker..?? Is it really ben? I can’t believe this.. I even couldn’t feel love to him anymore. I felt creeped out! The sun went down and the shower room started to get cold and I was all alone with no backpack and no phone stuck in that cold place with that horrible fact. I just waited for my brother to notice that I’m not home and decided to take a nap on the floor just to kill time. Then I heard some noises outside. I waited for the sound to get louder so i can call for help, but maybe it was just the wind. I kept trying to sleep, then I heard someone getting closer to the door. so i started screaming for help. And suddenly in that silence someone started breaking the door. I yelled: “coach is that you??” but to no avail. I started to feel a bit scared as I heard someone breaking the door. Once the door was open I saw Ben standing there and he said “finally.. you’re all mine now” with a grin on his face.. He must have noticed that I'm not in my bedroom to stalk me so he came searching for me... or was he stalking me from the very beginning? I don’t know anymore but what do I do now?! I hit him with the album and ran down the hallway as he started chasing me but all the school doors were locked.
they wont stop growing
they wont stop growing
9 dögum síðan
It all started one night when me and my sister decided to stay up late. Suddenly, we heard something breaking! She quickly turned to me, and I acted as if I hadn’t heard anything. We waited for a few moments, and then we heard the same sound again! My sister was standing there shaking, and asked me to go to the kitchen with her, but I said no way! I was petrified!! I thought that there might be a burglar in the house and I whispered in her ear, “I hope it’s only one of us that’s going to die!” So, she went to the kitchen on her own. A mere few seconds later, I heard her scream, “You idiot! What are you doing outside? This is unbearable!” I headed to the kitchen where I found her dangling from the window waving both her hands in the air and screaming, then she fell out of the window! Thank god we live on the first floor! I looked out of the window to find my dad wearing a bowl over his head. He was in his underwear holding a raw chicken in one hand and his car keys in the other. I almost peed myself laughing at the way he looked! My dad’s a sleepwalker, but this time he’d kinda taken it too far. I mean, I was like...is this for real? Where was he planning on going with that chicken?! That wasn’t the first time though. He’d done some silly stuff in his sleep before. He once ate my sister’s homework! Oh my god, I almost pass out laughing every time I think about that. My sister’s teacher didn’t believe her when she told him what our dad had done. He thought that she was pulling his leg or something. So, he asked dad to come to the school, only to find out that she was telling the truth, and that dad actually did eat her homework! To this day, the poor thing still gets picked on by the other kids in her class. Ever since that weird event, my dad has been taking strong sleeping pills. For some weird reason I’ve always found my dad’s sleepwalking super amusing. When he started taking his medication, I felt like our life had become boring! My sister spends most of her time texting or hanging out with her friends, and my dad spends most of his time working, and I don’t really have friends to be honest. I was dying for some entertainment in my life!! So, I decided to do something very stupid. When there was no one around in the house, I snuck into my dad’s room and replaced his pills with Tic Tacs. The first couple of nights, nothing happened. I was disappointed and gave up on the idea that there’d ever be entertainment in our house again. That was, until that one night when my life got turned upside down. I woke up feeling a horrible pain! It felt as if there was a knife tearing my face apart! I put my hands up to my face and felt some kind of warm, sticky liquid! Oh my god,
I Found Him Doing A Pregnancy Test
I Found Him Doing A Pregnancy Test
11 dögum síðan
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We Invited A Criminal To Our Christmas Party
We Invited A Criminal To Our Christmas Party
14 dögum síðan
Hi, I'm Jane, and you won't believe what happened to me on Christmas Eve. Like every year, I spend Christmas with my parents, my little sister, and my older brother. This year was the same except that my brother could not be with us. He was in the army, and he informed us that he would not be able to come home for the holidays. My mother made dinner, and I decorated the Christmas tree. My sister still believed in Santa Claus, so we decided to surprise her. My dad found one actor and him to play Santa Claus for my sister. She was so happy to see Santa that she started jumping and clapping her hands. At one point, Santa said it was time for presents. He started to pull the boxes out of his bag and put them under the Christmas tree. As my mother washed the dishes, and my father opened a bottle of wine, I noticed something strange. Santa put a small camera on one branch of the Christmas tree. I was shocked and didn't know what to do. I immediately told my parents what I saw, but they shook their heads thinking it was my imagination. I was sure that Santa Claus is hiding something. You're probably wondering why I didn't show the camera to my parents. But I could see the evil in Santa's eyes and I was afraid he would hurt us. So we all sat down at the table and continued our dessert. It was late, and Santa was headed home. As he stood at the door, I noticed that he had forgotten his bag. When I grabbed the bag, a gun fell out of it. Everyone looked at the gun lying on the floor. My father ran hoping to a gun, but Santa was faster. He raised his weapon and pointed it at us. My mom screamed and raised my sister. As he tied us one by one to a chair, I was very scared. Santa said he put his camera on a tree wanting to watch our house to rob it. But I ruined his plans. My father asked him to let us go but the criminal punched him several times in the face. I was sad to see my dad bleeding. We tried to remain silent as Santa brought out valuable things from our house. He my father to say the code for his safe. He took all the money and put it in his bag. Suddenly, I saw someone peering out the window. That was my brother. My brother got permission to come home and wanted to surprise us. But when he saw Santa Claus bringing the TV out of our house, my brother realized something was wrong. He waited for Santa to get to his car and hit him in the head as as he could. Santa Claus fainted and my brother immediately ran into the house and untied us. As my father and my brother tied up the thief, I called the police. Cops arrived quickly and arrested the criminal. The shock is when we realized that Santa was actually a secret agent who got into the wrong house... seriously now? Ugh... I love Christmas but I’ll just feel scared again whenever I see Santa Claus, all because of this stupid agent. So, guys, what do you think of my story? Have you had similar experiences and can you give me advice on how to overcome my fear? Please, share your comments below, and don’t forget to like this video and subscribe to the channel.
My enemy Became My Slave
My enemy Became My Slave
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My Dad Passed Out When He Saw Who I Am Dating
My Dad Passed Out When He Saw Who I Am Dating
15 dögum síðan
My Bodyguard is in love with me. Hi, I’m Halle and my dad is wealthy. My life is full of exciting things [note to the animator: the girl going shopping, swimming, partying, having fancy clothes etc] . But, my dad is mean. He never allows me to see anyone. One time, I was having my friends over. Dad saw us started yelling and screaming at them “ Get out of my house, you are only here for the food”. My friends freaked out and left. They never came back. Then he grabbed me by my hair and slapped me in the face. “ That’s not your house. You do as I tell you. Don’t bring anyone in here!” What about my mom?. My parents are divorced. Mom lives with her boyfriend. Dad doesn’t want me to see her and if I do, he will stop taking care of me. I got so sick of this situation. So i decided to Rebel. I started dating a bad boy. His name was Liam. Liam was a typical bad boy. When dad saw him he almost passed out. [ Note to the animator: A guy with blond hair, black sunglasses, full of tattoos and riding a motorcycle] Liam was unemployed, a member of a gang, always getting in fights, and he didn't have basic manners. “ you are not going to date this boy! Not under my roof!” dad yelled, he then slapped me in the face. “ this is my Home!!!” I replied angrily: Oh really, watch me!” I was determined to him off. One night, I snuck out of the house with Liam. We spent the night roaming in the streets on his motorcycle. He took me to a studio where I got a tattoo and piercing in my nose. I knew that my dad would hate it, but I didn’t care, I wanted him to suffer. However, when we got home Liam and I were talking in front of the house when a police officer came and arrested him. I was confused. I asked the police officer: “ what did he do officer?” the officer replied: “ he is disturbing the neighborhood with his motorcycle! Disturbing? Oh my god! This is definitely my dad! I went into the house to yell at him. But when I got in, a strange man came behind me and put his arms around my body and dragged me by force. I tired to fight but he was much stronger than me. Who is that? A thief? I thought he was going to kidnap me, but strangely he took me to my room. He threw me on the bed and locked the door! What the hell is going on? Dad entered half an hour later and said sharply: that’s what you get for not listening to me! Enjoy your prison! Then he got out and locked the door. I went nuts! I got up and started banging the door. “Get me out of here!” I screamed desperately! But he never answered. Two days went by when I understood that the strange man was a bodyguard. His name was Antonio. Dad hired to keep an eye on me. Everyday, the bodyguard opened the door, put the food and left without saying any word. I hated him at first, but then when I watched him closely. I noticed how handsome he was! The guy was fine.. Like real fine.. Jesse Williams fine [ note to the animator: if possible put a picture of real Jesse Williams in the video] . I tried to speak to him but he was as cold as ice. But somehow I started having feelings for him. I looked forward to the time he handed me food just so I can look at his blue eyes and muscular body. Ten days later, dad decided that it was enough. The punishment was over. He allowed me to go out but on one condition. The bodyguard had to accompany me. To his surprise, I was fine with the whole thing. I mean I couldn’t say no to a bodyguard like that! The minute I got out I made it my mission to date Antonio and since he didn’t want to talk to me, I thought why not make him jealous. I wore my best most revealing dresses whenever we went out. All the boys and men looked at me and tried to talk to me but he never me any attention. My next move was to annoy the hell out of him. I stayed up late at night partying to exhaust him. I talked to guys who looked dangerous and I yelled at him unnecessarily all the time. But he always replied: yes, ma'am .. no ma'am! “ I’m not your ma’am, will you look at me?! But he never did. One night, I was tired of the whole situation. I was at the bar feeling lonely. I was missing my mom so badly that I couldn’t breathe. I haven’t seen any of my friends for a while too. I started drinking.. Uncontrollably. So when then girl sitting next to me asked if could you move a little bit. I answered: no I can’t you ugly monster! She threw her glass of water on me and I slapped her in the face! We started fighting like crazy cats. Antonio had to come and take me out of the situation.
My Husband Sold me To the mafia To Pay His Debt
My Husband Sold me To the mafia To Pay His Debt
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My Sister huge Implants Exploded On The Airplane
My Sister huge Implants Exploded On The Airplane
17 dögum síðan
Hi, I’m Pumpkin and this is my twin sister Zizi, and we are known as one of the hottest twin sisters in the united states! You see when we were young everyone admired how pretty we were, even though my parents are kind of hideous. So, when we grew up Zizi and I started getting plastic surgeries to look even hotter. When I got a nose job, Zizi wanted one too, and when she got implants I did it with her. We promised each other that we will always do everything together, and by everything, I mean EVERY SINGLE THING! When I first got a boyfriend, for example, Zizi got super jealous because she couldn't spend much time with me anymore, so I decided that we were gonna date Dan together because I depended on Dan financially and we couldn't afford to lose him. She started joining us on dates and it escalated until the point where she was sleeping with us in the same bed. But when it got to having a little fun time in bed, Zizi refused to join us and it made Dan really upset. He thought that it was weird that she watched us kissing and mingling with each other but never really joined. Until one time, while we were having fun in bed, Zizi touched Dan’s leg and he thought that she had changed her mind so he started making moves on her and it got her really angry. So both of them started fighting and we ended up kicking Dan out of bed. I hugged Zizi all night because I didn’t want her to feel bad and I blocked Dan from everywhere for being rude with my sister. Since that day Zizi and I decided that we didn’t need a guy and we started working together at a grocery store to support ourselves. So, we worked as cashiers. There were no other cashiers working at the same stand together but our boss allowed us to work like this because we were and that attracted customers. And he was right! business in the store was booming, all the guys lined up to pay at our stand and they ignored all the other cashiers. So my boss decided to fire every other cashier at the store. After that, Zizi and I became the cashier department managers and our paycheck doubled, we were so happy! So, when our boss came and asked us if we can start wearing clothes to work to attract more customers. At first, we said no but when he said that our paycheck would triple we couldn't refuse. So we started wearing bunny ears and short pink skirts that had bunny tails on them. After that, Zizi and I started making a lot of money, each of our salaries went up to 10,000 $, so we moved into a new apartment that had a big pool and a jacuzzi. But then our boss complained that customers were getting upset because we refused to go out with any of them. he said that if we didn’t keep the customers happy, he would fire us! Zizi and I decided that we’ll go out with one of the costumers, meanwhile, we look for a new job. As for our plan, well, there was a really cute guy named Roberto who was visiting the store every day. Zizi and I really liked him. But then he asked me out. He thought that I was the hotter twin and it made Zizi very upset. So, the next day when I saw Roberto, I told him that I can not date him. I didn’t want to upset my sister because she liked him too, but that’s when Roberto went up to Zizi and asked her out. I thought Zizi would say no because she knew I liked him, but that hoe said yes! I saw her flirting with him and touching his shoulder. And then they held hands! I got angry. I grabbed Zizi from her hair and took her to the car with me. “you hoe, you know I like Roberto!” But then Zizi was like “so what? He asked me out and I said yes!” I was so upset. So I went up to Roberto and told him that I would gladly go out with him. Roberto said “sure”. he then told me that he’ll pick me up at night. At 9 o’clock, I was waiting for him outside my house, but that’s when my sister stood beside me and she looked like she was ready for a date. He was taking us on the same date together! I screamed at Zizi, told her to go away, but she was being such a B***, so I took off my expensive heel and I hit her with it on the face. Zizi and I started fighting. When Roberto got there, we were on the ground. Most of our clothes had been ripped in the fight and our faces were smudged with makeup. Roberto started laughing at us. He asked us to calm down and we went back to the house to fix ourselves. We then all agreed that we should go out together on the date. It made sense because the three of us liked each other. So we decided to try it out and see what happens. Roberto took us to a really nice restaurant, he held both of our hands, filtered with both of us, and at the end of the date, each of us got a french kiss. It wasn’t that bad to be honest, sharing Roberto I mean. Zizi was super fun too and I was used to her company.
I Became Rich From Being A Psychopath
I Became Rich From Being A Psychopath
18 dögum síðan
Hey. I’m Marcus and I’ve always known I was different to other people. I remember the first time my history teacher told me there was something evil about me. He was teaching us about the Holocaust and I laughed because I thought he was making a joke. No one else was smiling. I guess they didn’t have much of a sense of humor. I went to a Catholic school and it was so boring. I was taking pictures of nude girls and extorting them for money. I got into SO much trouble when the teacher found out. It wasn’t like I was going to set them off. Well, maybe I was, but it wouldn’t have been on school grounds. I figured out pretty early that if I wanted to have fun, I needed someone to take the fall. I got really good at spotting who I could manipulate into doing what I wanted. Like, there was a cabinet full of awards on display in the principal’s office. Father Midgley was so proud of those dumb awards. I decided to steal one. It was really easy. I got Tom, one of the younger kids, to set off the fire alarm and when everyone was leaving the building, I slipped into the principal’s office and took the biggest award. Later, when I showed Tom the award, he couldn’t believe what I’d done. “You have to put that back!” he said. “You’ll get in trouble.” “I’ve got a better idea,” I said. “If Father Midgley wants his award back, he can get it himself. I think you should climb up the school tower and put it on top.” “Me?” Tom went pale. “You’re not chicken, are you?” I said. “That’s a pity. I was going to ask you to hang out with me this weekend. I’ve got loads of fun things planned. But if you don’t want to…” “No, I’ll do it,” Tom said. I gave him the award, and Tom went to climb the school tower. At first, he did really well. There were bricks sticking out for him to hold onto and he got really high. But about halfway up, he lost his nerve. “Marcus! Help me!” he cried. “I’m stuck. I’m going to drop the award and climb down!” “Don’t you dare,” I said, but it was too late. Tom dropped the award - but then he lost his grip and fell. I’ll never forget the sound he made when he hit the ground. It was so cool! He broke both his legs. I’d wanted to see Father Midgley climb up the tower, but this was even better. Not long after that, I was called into Father Midg ley’s office. When I went in, he was waiting for me with a couple of the nuns. “Yes, Father?” I said. “We’ve been worried about you for a while,” he said. “And after what happened to poor Tom, there can be no doubt.” I rolled my eyes. Poor Tom? The stupid kid only had to climb a tower. It’s not my fault he was too scared to climb. “You have the devil in you,” said Father Midgley. “And there’s only one way to deal with it. We have to beat it out of you!” “Are you serious?” The two nuns stepped forward and grabbed me by the arms. “You can’t do this!” I yelled. “I’m just a kid!” “Hold him,” ordered Father Midgley, as he fetched a cane from his cupboard. I know most people would be scared, but I was just angry. The beating I had that day wasn’t the first attempt to try and get the devil out of me. It’s supposed to be against the law to hit a kid, but they did a lot of things in that school they weren’t supposed to. Of course, I told my parents. They were paying a lot of money to send me there. They came straight down to get me, but they weren’t alone. A couple of strangers were with them. “What’s going on?” I asked. “Who are these people?” “We’ve been talking to Father Midgley about your behavior,” my dad said. “He’s explained how serious your situation is. We all agree - you need to go to bootcamp. Hard work and exercise will drive the devil from you.” What the-? My parents were buying into that supernatural crap? “You’re coming with us,” said one of the strangers. “This is crazy.” I shook my head. My mom wouldn’t even look at me. “You’ve brought this on yourself, son,” my dad said. “There’s always been something wrong with you. We know about the time you the neighbor’s cat. We’re tired of covering up your mistakes. This bootcamp is your last chance to sort yourself out.” Instead of getting rid of the devil, they sent me to Hell. There was one good thing about bootcamp. I met Kylie and we started dating. We would fool around after lights out, which was fun. A lot of the other kids found it really to cope with bootcamp. Every night, this girl, Marie, would cry for hours. Eventually, I had enough, so I punched her in the face until she up. I got sent to solitary for that. I didn’t mind. It was peaceful there, even if sometimes they forgot to feed me. When they let me out, they sent me on an expedition with Kylie and some of the other kids. We were told we would have to forage for food. If we couldn’t find anything, we’d starve. You’d think they’d give us some equipment, like a so we could kill a rabbit or something. Nope. All they gave us were some backpacks filled with rocks we had to carry the whole time. It was so stupid.
I Got Implants To Satisfy My SugarDaddy
I Got Implants To Satisfy My SugarDaddy
19 dögum síðan
This is the story of how I became a sugar baby. You see, I was born into a rich family. My dad just gave me everything I asked for, until one time, the police came to our house and took all our possessions. I was so angry with my dad because he never told us that we were in 3 million dollar debt. After that, we had to move to a homeless shelter because we had nowhere else to go. I hated it there! I couldn't stand this life so I decided that I was gonna do something about it. The first thing I did was that I started working at the theater. I was selling popcorn for 7$ an hour. The money I was making a day wouldn't even cover my lunch. But I had no choice. Money became so tight that I was to start selling my things to survive. first, I sold my expensive designer dress, then a bag, and eventually, I ended up sitting on the street corner, surrounded by the things I used to own trying to sell them. Soon after, I got fired from my job at the theatre because I couldn't keep up with the demands, and selling my things on the corner of the street became my full-time job. I often just slept there too because I hated going back to the homeless shelter and see my father’s face. Until one time, I felt a hand grabbing me in my sleep and I woke up immediately. When I looked to see who was there, I saw an old man standing in what looked like a designer suit with a cigar in his hand. I asked him how did he get a suit like that? He must be rich!! He was impressed that I knew the designer. He said he felt bad for me, sleeping on the street corner like that, and he offered to help me. I thanked him and but refused to go home with a stranger. He then made a phone call and said that he wasn’t gonna take me home with him if that scared me, instead, he booked a room at a five-star hotel and drove me there in his limo. When we arrived, he took me to my room and confessed that he thought I was a beautiful woman and a woman as beautiful as myself should never be on the streets like that. He then kissed me on the forehead and wished me a good night’s sleep. I was amazed. I guess that my job, perfect gym body and face fillers from my good days still did the job. I woke up the next morning to a letter from Tom saying that he was waiting for me in the lobby. When I found him, he took me in his limo to a really nice restaurant and we had breakfast. “You don’t seem that impressed with the fancy lifestyle for a woman who is homeless,” he told me. So I told him my story, how I was rich like him once and how we lost all of our money because of my dad’s stupidity. Tom seemed touched by my story and offered to be my sugar daddy because my own father failed to take care of me. I agreed without knowing what a sugar baby is, and when I asked him about it he said that he’ll explain later. We went back to the hotel and he started showing me all the things he was willing to buy me. He also promised me 10,000$ a week. This was even better than the money my dad used to give me! But when I asked him what do I have to do in return? he said that I had to be his girlfriend. “What about the ring on your finger, I asked, are you married?” He said that his wife was an old lady who he can’t stand anymore and that I should not worry about her. I didn’t really want to say yes to becoming this guy’s sugar baby. I mean.. He was like 30-years-old. But I also hated the idea of going back to live on the streets like a homeless person. So I agreed to these terms. After that, Tom bought me my own apartment and car. They were both fancy and I loved them. Unfortunately, a ‘thank you’ was not enough and I had to give him something back in return. I kissed him, wore pretty for him, and did everything he asked for. But at the time, all of that seemed like it was worth it. Tom never slept at my apartment though because he had to go back to his house to see his wife and kids, so I slept alone every night. when I told Tom that I was lonely, he got me a puppy and he named him Alfredo even though I wanted to name him Munchkins, and since that day, I started to notice how bossy and controlling Tom was, I began to really hate him! He started asking me to change myself slowly. I only wore the things he wanted me to, it was all pretty clothes, and after a while, he thought that I should get another job because my implants were “too small” as he described it. And on top of that, he made me dye my hair blonde! basically, I was a prisoner living a luxurious lifestyle. It didn’t make me happy. When I wanted out, Tom demanded that I’d pay him back every penny he spent on me and then I could leave, but in reality, that was impossible to achieve. Until one day, I was sitting at a cafe and a guy came and started hitting on me. He said that I looked so and then asked me if my were natural. I was furious and I told him to go away.
my bf is spying on me using a teddy bear
my bf is spying on me using a teddy bear
20 dögum síðan
I assured him countless times that he was my boyfriend and that he was the love of my life but it never worked. He was extremely jealous all the time to the point I couldn’t take it anymore. I told him that I needed to break up with him but he begged me not to. He promised me that he’ll do better and stop his childish behaviour. I agreed so I gave him one last chance. The next day, he brought me flowers, chocolate and a cute small teddy bear. I thought it was a nice gesture and that he was trying to mend things between us. I happily accepted the gifts and was ready to resume our relationship. But one night, he sent me a weird message that said: why do you keep that ugly doll in your bed? I looked around and it was my childhood doll, mom had given it to me on my 6th birthday and I kept it. I responded: how did you know I had a doll ? He replied: that’s because all girls have ones! I didn’t question at first, but the next day, I was getting ready for work and I was wearing a short blue dress. I was standing in front of the mirror checking myself when I got another message from him saying: you need to wear jeans and a t-shirt! Don’t go out to the streets like this! But then he immediately deleted it. I was shocked. How the hell was he spying on me? I searched the whole room like a crazy person to check if there were any hidden cameras. I looked behind the door, in my closet, next to the lamp, and under the bed. I found nothing. That’s when I noticed his teddy bear sitting on the table. I took it and opened it using a knife. I took all the wool stuffing inside and that’s when I found it. A little black camera and a wire! WHAT!!!!!! That’s why he has been acting so nice to me! He has been spying on me! I was agitated and furious! I didn’t need to break up with him. I just went straight to the police telling them the whole story. However, when I got out of the police station, a car came fast and hit me. For a few moments I couldn’t see or feel anything, I just heard a sound of a crash and then I passed out. I was in the hospital. I was hearing voices and seeing flashes of light but I wasn’t aware of what was really going on. All I knew was that I opened my eyes two days later and my friends and family were sitting beside my bed. I asked them what happened but nobody answered. They avoided looking into my eyes. Was there something wrong? They told me that it was James who hit me with his car but he in the accident. I was devastated. It was not my intention to kill him. I only wanted the police to make him stop. I didn’t get the chance to attend James’s funeral, but I knew that his whole family blamed me. Whenever I entered a place where people knew us both, everyone would look at me like I was some kind of a criminal, like I was the cause of James’ death. I had to put up with it until one day I got a strange text message that said “ you our most valuable member, now you will have to cooperate with us. Bring us the black case in his room. We will send you more info about where to meet us later” At first, I didn’t pay it any attention. I thought it was some kind of joke. I spent my day as usual. But the next day I got another text message that said, “ if you want to stay alive, then do as we say! We told you to get that black case from his room! Do it, you only have 24 hours” That’s when I felt like something serious was going on. Who the hell were these people? And why were they texting me? I thought of going to the police but then I decided not to. I was traumatized by what happened previously and didn’t need anymore trouble. They only wanted the black case then I’ll get it for them and be done with the whole thing. I went to James’s apartment. I had his key because I used to spend the nights there. I searched every inch of it like a crazy woman. But I found nothing. I sent a message to those people telling them that I didn’t find anything and left. On my way home, I was scared. I felt like someone was watching me, so I kept looking behind my back. I was relieved when I got into my apartment and locked the door. Silly I know, but it somehow made me feel safe. What is in that case that they wanted so bad!? I wondered! I went to get a glass of water when I saw that huge teddy bear looking back at me. That bear was also a gift from James. It was one of those huge heavy ones that you can sit in their lap. It was so huge that I couldn’t keep it in my room. I had to put it in the hall. Wait… could he!? I looked suspiciously at that bear and I had a weird looking at it. I took a and ripped that teddy bear apart. I took the wool stuffing out and there it was..before my eyes, the big black case! I opened the case as fast as I could. I needed to know what’s inside..
I Cuddle People For money | my strange job
I Cuddle People For money | my strange job
22 dögum síðan
Who doesn’t have a window in the bathroom?! I could feel my heart pounding as he began to bang on the door. He screamed at me, asking why I had dared to move during one of our sessions. Uhm, maybe because he’s an ABSOLUTE PSYCHO?! My only way out of this was to open the door. Why couldn’t I have just become a waitress or something?! Hi, my name is Carrie…and man, do I have a story for you. I know this might seem gross, and scary, and maybe a little insane…to be honest, it’s all three! Strap yourself in because this one still feels crazy for me to talk about. My story begins in high school. You see, I was a theatre kid. A Glee-loving, hallway scream-singing, annoying-ass theatre kid. I dreamt of being in the spotlight. I dreamt of seeing my face blown up on billboards. People told me I was a star, and honestly…they’re not wrong. So when I graduated high school, I kept that theatre kid in me and said: anywhere but New York! I’m going to the big city, baby! But you know what’s funny about the big city? It’s freaking expensive. Like, can’t afford an apartment expensive. Like, I ran out of money in two weeks, expensive. No one told me I wouldn’t be able to afford to live in anything but a cardboard box! I was starting to freak out. This wasn’t the New York I was promised! I had two weeks to come up with enough to cover my rent or I was going to have to go home. I started going to auditions like crazy. Producer after producer rejected me…some even called told me my ‘singing sounded like a dying whale.’ I felt like a total loser. I walked the streets of New York in the rain like I was in a R&B music video. That’s when a lady came up to me and passed me a flier. “Professional Cuddlers Wanted!” I rolled my eyes. Yeah, right, like I was going to fall for THAT. A ‘professional cuddler?’ Why not just say ‘professional’?! Anytime someone is handing you a flier on the street for a job that involves touching someone else, you know it’s not a good situation. The woman told me I could make $800 a day. I rolled my eyes. $800 a day? That’s money for sure. But when I got home that night…I had an eviction notice on my door. I couldn’t go back to my hometown. I mean, are you kidding me?! I’d be the laughing stock! I’d be that girl that couldn’t make it in New York and sounds like a dying whale! So I called the number on the flier. I thought; “Hey, I might get murdered. But I’m kinda over it at this point.” The woman on the other end explained the job to me. You literally get to cuddle lonely, pathetic people. That’s it! You don’t have to touch any ding-a-lings. You don’t have to play tonsil hockey with some man cheating on their wife. You just gotta cuddle someone. I told them to sign me up and I arrived for my first job. They gave me an emergency button and a camera to set up that would monitor what was happening. With the company, all session are recorded - probably so no one gets cuddled to death. I wanted to get on my knees and thank every god out there; because there was no way I was gonna march in there without some protection. My first ‘customer’ was a boomer named ‘John.’ John was in his 60s, looked like a bag of hamburgers, and had these sad…sad eyes. But there was also something a little scary about him. You know when you see a mug shot and you say to yourself: “Well obviously they’re a murderer! Look at that crazy person!” That was John. Only he hadn’t had that mug shot yet. I was so nervous. I was about two seconds from projectile vomiting all over John. But I laid down next to him and he held me in his arms. It was like the worst first date ever. He made weird little moans and pulled me closer to his chest. I was gritting my teeth, trying not to breathe in his BO, trying not to throw up on his dirty floor. But that’s when his cuddles started choking me, why was he hugging me that tight? Luckily for me, I was saved by the bell. I’ve never jumped out of bed so fast in my life. I gathered my envelope of money and rushed out without counting it. But holy, when I counted it…my jaw hit the floor. From an hour of laying with a weirdo, I landed 400 bucks! That’s 4-0-0! That was a third of my rent! I started trying to get as many clients as possible. I was cuddling day and night. Divorced dads! Creepy old men! Even some sad cases, like people who had just lost a partner. There were deep conversations. There was crying. There was laughing. There were…you know, old guys creeping on me. But in all that, there was MONEY. So. Much. Money. I could swim in it! I could my nose on it! The downside? I mean, minus the ding-a-lings? The company I work for took a 30% cut on what I made. Maybe I was getting a little greedy…but I decided to quit the company and work on my own.
I Got Stuck Inside My Crush Locker, I Saw Everything
I Got Stuck Inside My Crush Locker, I Saw Everything
23 dögum síðan
Hello, I’m Sam and I will share with you a creepy story that happened to me. So I’m a 17 years old highschool student and I have a crush on a guy called Ben. He doesn’t know it yet but i’m planning on telling him soon. Ben and I share most of our classes. Well, honestly I joined the classes that he did just so that I get closer to him. I think Ben thought I’m weird because I ended up in all of his classes. Today at school I bumped into him and he made a disgusted face and walked away.. I knew it would be to confess straight to his face. So i had to write him a letter instead. I prepared a pink letter covered with red hearts I expressed all my feelings to him in it. Next morning when i came to school and i went to Ben’s seat and left the letter in his backpack As I walked out, the whole school was talking about how Ben and Stacy started dating. My heart was shattered. I felt hopeless so I ran to the bathroom and just sat there and cried my eyes out. Then I washed my face and dried it with toilet paper and on my way out i heard ben and his friends coming towards the bathrooms. then I heard someone saying: “did you see Sam? she’s totally into you.” She burst into tears when she saw you with stacy What did I just hear? Are they laughing at me? I had to follow them but they went into the shower room. I still had to hear everything they said about me, curiosity kills me... I tried to listen through the door but it wasn’t clear enough so i had to walk in. I snuck in quietly while the boys were showering... I approached Ben’s locker just to see what he keeps there!! I saw his name on the locker so i opened it and i heard the water turn off and the boys were coming towards the lockers. I freaked out so I hopped in the locker hoping that Ben won’t open it and there he was standing like a model in a white towel drying his hair with another towel I melted i have to admit even though he laughed at me My heart was racing but I’m not sure if it was because I’m in his locker and about to get caught or because he is so damn handsome All the boys started opening their lockers so i planned to act like I fainted in the locker... but my eyes couldn’t let go of Ben as is saw him opening the locker in front of the one in which I was, which also said Ben!!!! OMG am i that stupid to forget that my brother’s name is also BEN?? I was so blinded by Ben that I hopped into my own brothers locker! I hatee myselffff i even sniffed his underwearrr What is wrong with me eww I got sick and wanted to throw up but holding it in just made it all worse. The boys finished dressing up and left the shower room. I jumped out right away to breathe some fresh air and tried to walk out but the shower room was locked. I decided to go through Ben’s stuff and wait for someone to come open the door. What excuse do I have for being in the boys shower room? Well at least i had Ben’s stuff there to explore. I opened his locker, found his t-shirt and felt so happy, indifferent to the fact that I was locked up in there. Anyway, I found a cute album so i decided to open it. And I couldn’t believe what I saw! I dropped the album and just stood there shaking. I picked it up again to check if what I saw was correct and there were my pictures. Pictures of me eating Pictures of me going to bed Pictures of me changing clothes Was he stalking me?? B..Ben is a stalker..?? Is it really ben? I can’t believe this.. I even couldn’t feel love to him anymore. I felt creeped out! The sun went down and the shower room started to get cold and I was all alone with no backpack and no phone stuck in that cold place with that horrible fact. I just waited for my brother to notice that I’m not home and decided to take a nap on the floor just to kill time. Then I heard some noises outside. I waited for the sound to get louder so i can call for help, but maybe it was just the wind. I kept trying to sleep, then I heard someone getting closer to the door. so i started screaming for help. And suddenly in that silence someone started breaking the door. I yelled: “coach is that you??” but to no avail. I started to feel a bit scared as I heard someone breaking the door. Once the door was open I saw Ben standing there and he said “finally.. you’re all mine now” with a grin on his face.. He must have noticed that I'm not in my bedroom to stalk me so he came searching for me... or was he stalking me from the very beginning? I don’t know anymore but what do I do now?! I hit him with the album and ran down the hallway as he started chasing me but all the school doors were locked.
I'm Pregnant From 4 Guys
I'm Pregnant From 4 Guys
29 dögum síðan
Hey! I'm Becky and I've been dating my boyfriend, Aaron, since we were in high school. Everyone says we're a really cute couple and I guess we are. Aaron's family's really rich, so he's always buying me things and taking me to nice restaurants. There's only one problem. Aaron's really boring. Like, he never wants to go to parties and when he does agree to come with me, he just stands around, looking miserable. I do love him, but sometimes I wish he'd just lighten up, ya know? That's why I decided to join a dating site. I figured I could have a bit of fun without hurting Aaron. I found one of those for people who want to hook up, no strings attached. When I signed up, I felt really nervous and excited. There were so many hot guys on there! It wasn't long before I started getting messages. One guy, Liam, sent me really funny texts which made me laugh, so when he asked me out, I said yes. The bar we went to was nothing like the places Aaron takes me to. It was cheap and nasty, but the moment I saw Liam walk through the door, I didn't care. I mean, wow! He was totally ripped! But then he opened his mouth and said, “you looked better in your photo.” What a jerk! It got worse. He said, “I guess we can still hook up, though. Just don't tell anyone about me, okay? Don't want to ruin my reputation.” “As if!” I laughed. “I'd be doing you a favor,” he said. “No one else is going to want you. So, are we going to do this or what?” Of course, I walked out and went home to Aaron. Maybe he was boring, but at least he thought I was beautiful. For a while, things were good with Aaron. I stopped looking at the dating site and really tried to be happy. The problem was, I couldn't stop thinking about Liam. Who did he think he was, talking to me like that? Eventually, I went back to the dating site and starting scrolling through my messages. There were hundreds! A lot of the guys were creeps, just like Liam, but one of them, Ben, seemed quite nice. I agreed to meet him. I wore my favorite little black dress and bright red lipstick. When Aaron saw me getting ready to go out, he said, “You look nice. Meeting anyone special?” “Not really. Just going out for drinks with Sarah,” I replied. I tried to act cool, but my heart was pounding. What if Aaron guessed I was lying? He kissed me on the cheek. “Say hi from me,” he smiled. Phew! I have to admit, it was a real buzz knowing I had a secret and when I walked into the bar, I decided that if Ben was a jerk like Liam, I'd just find someone else. I looked hot! Ben was already waiting for me and when he saw me, he grinned. “Wow,” he said. “You look amazing!” He bought me a drink and we started talking. He was so different to Aaron. He'd been in the navy and traveled all over the world. A couple hours later, Ben asked me if I wanted to go back to his place. I said yes, but as we were about to leave, I got a text from Aaron. “Is that your boyfriend?” Ben asked. I blushed. “Yes.” Ben laughed. “It's okay. I don't mind if you don't. Still want to come back to mine?” “Sure,” I said. I couldn't believe how easy this was! sleeping with Ben was amazing. When I got home, I slept with Aaron too. It was such a turn on to think I'd been with another guy just a few hours ago. When Ben asked if I wanted to see him again, of course I said yes. He had a girlfriend, so we kept things casual, which suited me fine. I'd always sleep with Aaron after I'd seen Ben and our intimate life had never been better. Not long after, I got a message from a guy called Noah, asking if I wanted to meet for coffee. Ben had gone away with his girlfriend, and Aaron was working late, so I figured it would be better than watching Netflix by myself. Anyway, if sleeping with Aaron was better when I was sleeping with Ben, who knew how great it would be after I hooked up with a third guy? Noah was such a sweetheart. He wasn't as good looking as Ben, but he was so easy to talk to. He'd just split up with his long-term girlfriend, so he wasn't looking for anything serious. He knew I had a boyfriend, although I didn't tell him about my other lover. Noah was so gentle in bed, knew just how to make a girl happy. I couldn't believe how lucky I was - having three amazing guys who wanted me. I didn't feel guilty about seeing other people behind Aaron's back. He was never going to find out, so no one was going to get hurt.
I keep kissing my bff, she likes it - reupload
I keep kissing my bff, she likes it - reupload
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Hi, I’m Sabrina and the story I'm about to share with you is a very personal story. It’s the story of how I came to realize that I am bisexual. The thing is, I have always been shy about the fact that I like girls, but at some point I decided to let go of my fears and be myself, and the result was nothing like I expected! My story began with my best friend, Lucy. Lucy and I were best friends since 6th grade. We basically did everything together, we hung out all the time from the start of our day till its end, and I always felt like she stood beside me whenever I needed her. I guess you can say that we’ve been there for each other in good and bad times. Everyone at school knew we were inseparable, and many people envied our strong bond. Sometimes Lucy and I would jokingly say that we were a lot like a crazy married couple, since we knew every detail about each other, and we never spent our time apart. Funnily enough, we were also very close physically. Like we always cuddled and hugged, kissed, and slept in the same bed. At the beginning, I never thought too much about my feelings for Lucy, but I knew that I loved her very much, and what’s between us will always be too strong to be broken. But with time, I started to notice that my emotions for her were overwhelming. What I mean is, sometimes I felt extremely jealous only if I saw her hanging or talking with another girl. While I knew I was being irrational, I really hated the idea of her having another close female friend. On top of that, I always got upset if Lucy didn’t call or check up on me. It’s like I felt my happiness depended on her. Until one time, we were hanging out at our friend’s place, and we were playing a truth or dare game. As we were playing, the bottle pointed at me and Matthew, and typically, the dare Matthew suggested was that me and Lucy​ french​ k​ iss. Which actually wasn't a big deal for us really, so I looked and Lucy and she was smiling at me, and I knew it was an okay sign. So I went up to her, I leaned forward and I kissed her. We f​ rench​ kissed for a whole minute as our friends were laughing and shouting, and I get it, it’s always exciting to see two girls kissing while playing truth or dare, but in reality, I didn’t do it for the dare itself, I wanted to do it because I was dying to kiss her and that was my only chance. And as I expected, the kiss was so amazing that I didn't even want to stop. I wished that all my friends would just disappear and leave us kissing alone. And what made me even more happy is that I knew that Lucy didn’t want to stop either, I could feel her enjoying that moment as much as I did, her eyes could tell that she wanted more, and she was my best friend after all, It wasn’t for me to tell what she was thinking! But still, I had my doubts, which later, I couldn’t stop thinking about. I wasn’t sure if she has feelings for me the way I do to her, or if she was giving me signs the whole time and she was waiting for me to make a move. And maybe, all of this was just a delusion that I desperately wanted to believe. Therefore, I decided that I was wasting time by just cluelessly wondering what if this or what if that! I had to ask her. Even though I was scared of getting rejected, I was completely sure that in case she doesn’t feel the same way, our friendship won’t be ruined. Our bond was too strong and something like that wouldn't break it. The next day, we were hanging together at her house and mentioned the dare and our kiss. Lucy started laughing as she remembered, but soon after she noticed that I was not bringing it up as a joke. I looked at her and asked if it made her feel something, but Lucy seemed confused. She then asked whether it made me feel something, and I said yes. I then closed my eyes and took a deep breath and said: Lucy, I think I like you more than a friend. When I opened my eyes, I saw Lucy looking confused but weirdly happy at the same time, it was to read her, and I was too nervous to ask. But then without saying a word, she leaned over
I Pierced My Private Part
I Pierced My Private Part
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I recently got a new piercing, but hang on...not your typical kind. I had been thinking about this type of piercing for so long because I thought it looked really cool. Although, I never thought I'd actually go through with it because I’ve always been afraid of piercings! But what changed my mind was my friend Jessica, who got hers pierced and convinced me that it didn't hurt and that it's totally worth it! So, I ended up going with her to the same salon she’d gotten hers done in, and I can’t even begin to explain the amount of adrenaline I felt! I just couldn’t believe I was actually doing it! But of course, I made Jessica promise not to tell anyone about it, because the truth is, I was kinda embarrassed about it, especially as my parents are like super religious and traditional. You see, I’ve always been the black sheep of the family. In my opinion, life is all about having fun and we don’t need to be so uptight about things. This has, of course, led to a lot of fights with my parents who totally don’t believe in living life the way I do. It’s not my fault though! I mean seriously they are just impossible to deal with!! Can you believe that this one time my dad grounded me for a whole day just because I got a fake tattoo on my arm?! (animator: should be something innocent like a flower). Anyway, you guys must understand that when you have parents like that, your life becomes kinda like a prison and you just want to break free. That was actually what encouraged me even more to go ahead and get a nipple piercing! It’s not like they’d ever find out about it, right?! Well, that didn’t end up being the case. Let’s just say...things didn’t exactly go according to plan. In fact, pretty much the worst-case scenario that could ever happen, happened! And it ended up getting me in deep, deep trouble! Ok, so here’s the deal...that first day that I got the piercing, things were all good. It hurt a little bit, but I was fine with it. I think I was too excited and just blocked out the pain. But the following day, something felt terribly wrong, and that’s when I began to seriously regret this stupid thing I’d done! I woke up that morning to unbearable pain in my breast. It felt like my skin had been cut wide open and every time I touched the piercing, I screamed in pain. I frantically called Jessica to ask her what I should do, and she said that this was just normal and that it had happened to her too. “You just have to be patient. It will hurt for about a week, but then you’ll feel fine again,” she assured me. So then I tried my best to ignore the pain and just carry on with life. However, I couldn’t ignore it for long, because pretty quickly, it started to swell up really bad! I called Jessica again and told her that I wanted to take it out, but then she warned me that it wasn’t a good idea to remove it as I’d be left with a horrible scar that would never go away! She told me to chill out, and said the pain was normal, and that all I needed to do was clean it so that it didn’t get infected. So, that’s what I did. I started cleaning it every couple of hours with soup and water. The cold water made it feel better, and I used some ice too. “Why are you running to the bathroom every couple of minutes?” my mom stopped me as I was running to clean it. “Ummm well, I think I ate something bad and I'm not feeling great,” I told her. Because I’d replied so quickly, my mom didn’t think much of it and told me to drink some tea and feel better soon. I hurried back into the bathroom to take a look, and it seemed like things were getting even worse. It was beyond painful now! In that moment, I realised that asking Jessica for advice was useless! She had no idea about the pain I was going through, and I needed someone who actually understood what was going on to tell me what to do! But who?! I mean, this was obviously a big secret that only Jessica knew about, and there was no way I was going to ask my parents for help! They would totally kill me!! The only thing I could do was go online and read all about nipple piercings. And to my complete and utter shock, everything I was doing was in fact wrong! Nothing Jessica had said was
I Dated 10 people At Once! No one Knew!
I Dated 10 people At Once! No one Knew!
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Hey, I’m Jasmine and I don’t know how to cheer people up after going through a breakup so I send them love letters. It started when my friend Josh told me that he broke up with his girlfriend Allison. He was heartbroken and extremely sad because she left him for a richer guy. I felt sorry for him and I hated seeing him depressed all the damn time so I thought what better way to cheer him up and make him forget Allison than a new potential relationship. I sent him an anonymous love letter telling him how handsome he was and that I loved everything about him. I may have gone overboard with it but why wouldn’t I? It was working! Josh was a little bit happier the next day. When I saw him bumped two days later, I sent him another letter and again, he fell for it and he looked better. I kept going on like this until Josh was himself and started dating again. I was proud. My letters were like therapy for him and I thought it could work with everyone around. So, everytime any of my friends, boys or girls, went through a bad breakup I would send them love letters. They would feel better and move on. However, there was this one time when it didn’t work. Peter, my childhood friend, broke up with his girlfriend, Maggie. They were together for 7 years. He was devastated. I sent him my usual letters, lots of them actually, but he never paid them any attention. He was sad for months. He even ditched all our meetings and movie dates. I was pissed. He was my buddy. So I decided to talk to Maggie. Maybe she can bring his sanity back! I texted her and we met at a restaurant. I told her how Peter was feeling and that he was crushed after their break up. I asked her if she could fix things up with him or even give him a call to make him feel better. But she refused. She told me that she moved on and that she started dating a guy called Jordan. Maggie was not an option.So, I decided to step up my game. If regular love letters wouldn’t do the trick then personal ones would . I wanted to send Peter personal letters that actually describes his features, his good side to remind him why he deserves better. For a week I made it my mission to observe him. I followed him to his work, I went to his apartment and pretended to need his help so I can spend as much time as possible with him. I also booked us lots of activities to keep his mind busy and keep Maggie out of his mind [ note to the animator: pictures of swimming, hiking, walking in a festival, eating in restaurants, etc.]. I watched how he walked, how he talked, and how he interacted with people, and then I sent him hand-written letters to his office. But, something funny happened along the way. I began having feelings for Peter. I don’t know why, but it just what happened. I started dreaming about him, I hated seeing him with other girls and I just wanted him to pay attention to me. Just like that, my letters became real, full of affection and honest emotions! But I couldn’t say anything to him, not when he was all caught up with his ex’s drama! I hid my emotions while sending him letters. And, up until then he had never mentioned getting any letters, which really bugged me because I used to tell him EVERYTHING that was happening in my life. Finally one night at dinner, just after I sent my 16th letter, He told me that he had been receiving letters from an unknown person. I was excited to hear what he had to say about them. He said that the letter warmed up his heart but he was sorry that he couldn’t love the writer back because he was developing feelings for another person. My heart dropped! Did he get back with Maggie? I knew it! Oh, what should I do now? Tears were forming in my eyes. Peter was nervous. He asked me what's wrong? I couldn’t take it anymore! I broke down and told him that I wrote the letters and that I was falling in love with him. I told him that I didn’t mean to but maybe it would be better for the both of us if we stopped seeing each other. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Peter burst out laughing. He said: Oh My God! I can’t believe this! I’m in love with you too! He told me that he was touched by my efforts to take care of him, seeing me everyday and doing all those activities together had moved something in him. And now after he knew me that I wrote the letters, it made him love me even more! What could I say, the whole thing was surreal! And from that moment on, Peter and I were inseparable. We were in LOVE!! I had no idea how he had been before my eyes all this time and we’ve never been together. But things did not last long. Six months into our relationship, his ex girlfriend Maggie showed up asking for forgiveness. She wanted Peter back!
My Mom Taught Me How To Steal
My Mom Taught Me How To Steal
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Hi, my name’s Kirsty and I had a pretty special childhood. Most moms teach their kids things like how to ride a bicycle or how to build a sandcastle. Well, not my mom. She taught me something that could have landed me up in jail!! I was 5 the first time I saw it happening. She slipped a leg of lamb under her coat, and dropped two huge steaks into her bag. Then she grabbed my hand and made me follow her out of the grocery store. When we reached the car, she let out a sigh of relief, and grinned at me. “That was fun, right? Next time you try! But don’t tell daddy!” I had no idea at the time that what she was doing was wrong! It was our little secret, and it quickly became my favourite game. The older I got, the more we did it. She taught me all her tricks, and once when we went to my friend’s birthday party, I watched as my mom stole some of my friend’s gifts. And then on the way out I did the same thing. It gave me such a thrill, and we never ever got caught! It was weird, because we didn’t even need the things we stole. We were pretty rich, but mom always said that wasn’t the point. She just enjoyed it! And she kept everything in this giant, locked-up cupboard! One time she made me steal a watch for dad’s birthday. I put it on my wrist and covered it with my sleeve, then ran out. But the security alarm went off! I was in such a panic that I pointed to a homeless man sitting outside and told the shop owner that I’d seen him do it. Then I walked away and handed over the watch to my mom with a smirk on my face. She patted me on the head and told me I was a good girl. I tried so to impress my mom, but one day everything changed. She lost out on a promotion at work to some man that she said didn’t even deserve the job! She was so upset so I stole her some flowers and her favourite cake. She got angry and threw the cake at me and told me I was useless, and that if I was going to steal, I should at least steal big things. Suddenly I didn’t want to steal anymore. I looked for a job so that I could save up some money and be able to buy my own chocolate and make up and stuff. My dad gave me an allowance but I’d got used to the life of being able to steal whatever I wanted. I found a super lame babysitting job but the pay wasn’t bad and the family were clearly loaded. Their house was filled with all kinds of expensive art and one night I decided to snoop around after they’d gone out. The kids were in bed, so the coast was clear. I snuck into the parents’ room and almost jumped around with excitement when I spotted the mom’s jewelry box lying open.The most incredible gold necklace with a giant ruby heart was sitting right there. No, I told myself, don’t do it. But the urge was too much. I snatched it up and shoved it in my pocket. You see, it was my mom’s birthday the following week, and even though she’d shouted at me, I still felt bad. I wanted to make it up to her. On her birthday I gave her the necklace I’d stolen. She didn’t even ask me where I got it from, she just put it on and kept hugging and kissing me. That night her company were throwing a birthday bash for her. It was her 50th so it was a big deal! She wore the necklace and it looked gorgeous on her. Dad was away on a business trip so I went with mom. And oh, how I wish I hadn’t. When we arrived I spotted someone familiar. The couple I babysat for! But what were they doing there? I thought about running outside, but it was too late. They’d spotted me and sauntered over. And that’s when all hell broke loose! Turns out that man works with my mom, and he’s the one who got the promotion. His wife suddenly went berserk when she spotted the necklace and started accusing her husband of cheating on her with my mom!! Of course my mom was clueless that I was even babysitting for them, and blurted out that I’d given it to her as a gift. I didn’t even have time to explain myself. The cops arrived and took me in for questioning. So I told them everything. How my mom had taught me to steal and how she had a special cupboard at home filled with things she’d been stealing for years. I was so sure I’d be sent to some kind of juvenile prison, but in the end it was my mom who got sent to jail!! They searched our house, found the cupboard, and the rest is history.
I wish i never opened my stepmom phone
I wish i never opened my stepmom phone
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I was always a daddy’s girl growing up. My dad and I did everything together, but it got me to end up calling a stranger to our home just to get back at my stepmother! I can't remember exactly how my family imploded, but My mom found out my dad was having an affair with this woman, Helen. Then my dad left my mom for Helen. Then, worst of all, he proposed to Helen-before the divorce was even finalized! I was devastated. I knew I would never really trust my father again. I convinced myself that Helen had manipulated my dad-he never would have done this to my mom and me if she hadn’t sunk her claws into him. I hated her with every fiber of my being. I looked forward to the moment my dad would ask me to live with him after the divorce. I imagined all the ways I would tell him NO-that he was a liar, and I wouldn’t live with him for a million dollars. But he never asked, just accepted a custody deal where he got me every other weekend. I was stunned, and so hurt. He didn’t even want me? He would rather have Helen than his own daughter? My first few visits to his new house were awful. Being in the same room as Helen made me see red. She was loud, annoying, and took up all my dad’s attention. She would talk about all the bad Tinder dates she’d been on before she’d finally met my dad at the grocery store-like meeting a married guy and stealing him away from his family was cute. I wanted to find a way to get my dad to break up with her, and go back to being my dad. I was talking to my friend about the situation, and she had a great idea. She said I should reactivate Helen’s tinder profile and convince my dad she was unfaithful. That seemed like a great way both to get back at my dad, and to get Helen out of the picture! Getting into Helen's Tinder account wasn't hard. I knew her email, and she's the kind of person who uses the word “password” as her password. I made a few updates to her profile, posted some new pictures, and voila-within minutes she was getting messages from guys. Which I replied to. There was one guy, Bill, who really took a shining to “Helen.” I thought it was hilarious to flirt with him. He lived alone and seemed like a total weirdo. He wanted to meet in person, but I kept telling him I wasn’t ready yet. He said he understood, and he kept pouring his soul out to me. He said he felt like we were soulmates. I tried not to crack up. I felt like a spy! My friend asked why I kept checking my phone at lunch. I told her I was Tinder flirting with Bill. She was like, “okay, but weren't you just going to use this as a way to get your dad to break up with Helen? I mean, technically now you're catfishing.” “It was your idea!” I told her, a little hurt. “I know,” she said, “but you seem to be taking it really far.” Whatever. I loved this. Soon, I would make sure to leave “Helen’s” Tinder profile on the computer for my dad to discover. But one day, I logged on and I had a new message from Bill: if I don't meet you in person, I'm going to die, he said. I messaged back trying to make light of it, saying that I really needed to get to know somebody before I met with them. He replied: I'm across the street from you right now, lol. I freaked out! Was he serious? What are you talking about? I asked. He said, I did some research and I figured out where you live. Don't be afraid of your feelings, Helen. I need to see your beautiful face in person. Then I really freaked. Was he a serial killer? What had I done? And how was I going to fix this without my dad finding out? I peeked out the window-there was a car idling across the street! Heart pounding, I messaged Bill that I didn’t want to talk anymore. If you break up with me, he wrote back, I'll hurt myself. He couldn't be serious! We didn't even know each other. We weren't dating. We’d never even met in person! But I realized that this guy was actually crazy enough to do something terrible. I thought about calling my friend and asking advice, but I was still kind of hurt by her accusing me of catfishing. Bill said, I'm going to come to your door, unless you tell me not to. But if you tell me not to, maybe life is not worth living. I told myself to just tell him not to. His mental illness was not my problem. But what if you really did something to himself? And all because I had played a prank on him? It's over, I wrote. Don't contact me again. Too late, he answered. I started having a panic attack. My dad came in and found me shaking and in tears, and asked what was wrong. I didn't want to tell him, but somehow the whole story came pouring out. He immediately went outside. I went to the window, and saw him beside the car parked on the street. He was shouting at the driver, then trying to reach into the window. The car sped off, tires squealing.
I Will Do Anything To Stay With My Boyfriend
I Will Do Anything To Stay With My Boyfriend
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my prof. asked for my private pictures
my prof. asked for my private pictures
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people $$$ to see my face | my strange job
people $$$ to see my face | my strange job
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Hi, It’s Prisha and as u read in the title, people paid me money to see my face. It all started one day when two men came to my house and grabbed my hand by force. I tried to fight but no one would listen. One of the men said: I don’t know why she is complaining about this! It’s not like they are torturing her! And the other man replied: she’s to be set like a queen! How spoiled she is! These words did not comfort me, I wasn't flattered and I definitely was not ready for any of these alleged privileges I was about to have. I wanted them to let me go! I heard my parents in the background saying: take her, take her! She knows nothing! The men put me in the carriage. I was shivering, not of cold, but of anger. Why can’t they understand that I don’t want this position!!! And what about my parents offering me like a scapegoat! What the hell!! I didn’t have a chance to catch my breath. They took me to a Temple. Some girls took care of me. They washed me, made me wear red clothes, tied my put of heavy necklaces around my neck and tied my hair like a knot. Then they put makeup on my face which made me look like a doll. That eyeliner was so long it could reach the U.S! After that, I was placed on a chair. An old woman came and put a red sticker on my forehead and in an instant, the people, the priests who were around me gasped and bowed before me! What? What just happened? The old woman said: meet your new Goddess! She started mumbling some words, they were prayers I guess. Then I was sent out. four men were holding my chair up so everyone could see me! The horrible news came after this ceremony. Dad told me that I had become the new goddess so I mustn’t speak to anyone outside the family, I won’t be going to school soon and my feet shouldn’t touch the ground, which means that I would be able to walk!!! What!! What about my friend? My school? MY LIFE!! I screamed at him: Dad!! I told you I want nothing to do with this! But he just said in a threatening voice: I can’t touch you because you are sacred now, but if you ever say this again I will punish you! So,I kept quiet! The next day, dad held me and took me to the temple. People came to worship me and get my blessings! MY BLESSINGS! Me the little girl who was afraid to disobey her father is believed to have super powers!! What the hell!! Were they crazy!? But I just had to go along with it! I had to perform the practices they wanted me to do and I had to stay motionless while doing so. I couldn’t smile or laugh. I was basically a statue! People started giving me gifts. Money, clothes,flowers, toys, food and sometimes alcohol and I had to take them to show that the gods had accepted their gifts. At that point, it became clear to me why my parents me to do this! They needed the money! We were very poor and this was my parent’s chance to have a comfortable life.. The government paid them a monthly allowance because they were taking care of a goddess and they were taking anything people were offering me! I became so angry! I was their cash cow now This was not the life I chose or wanted to live! Escaping was not an option. I was young and I knew that dad or the men working on the temple would catch me fast! If you can’t beat them, join them! I came up with a plan! I told my older sister to tell everyone, apart from my parents, I would pray more for them if they paid money, the higher the number, the more I prayed. I also told them to put the money near my feet so it is easier for me to get to them. It worked, I started hiding the money in my chamber. There was also this guy who apparently fell in love with me. He came everyday to get my blessings and he gave me a huge amount of money.
I Wear A Mask To School To Hide What My Father Did To Me
I Wear A Mask To School To Hide What My Father Did To Me
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It all started one night when me and my sister decided to stay up late. Suddenly, we heard something breaking! She quickly turned to me, and I acted as if I hadn’t heard anything. We waited for a few moments, and then we heard the same sound again! My sister was standing there shaking, and asked me to go to the kitchen with her, but I said no way! I was petrified!! I thought that there might be a burglar in the house and I whispered in her ear, “I hope it’s only one of us that’s going to die!” So, she went to the kitchen on her own. A mere few seconds later, I heard her scream, “You idiot! What are you doing outside? This is unbearable!” I headed to the kitchen where I found her dangling from the window waving both her hands in the air and screaming, then she fell out of the window! Thank god we live on the first floor! I looked out of the window to find my dad wearing a bowl over his head. He was in his underwear holding a raw chicken in one hand and his car keys in the other. I almost peed myself laughing at the way he looked! My dad’s a sleepwalker, but this time he’d kinda taken it too far. I mean, I was like...is this for real? Where was he planning on going with that chicken?! That wasn’t the first time though. He’d done some silly stuff in his sleep before. He once ate my sister’s homework! Oh my god, I almost pass out laughing every time I think about that. My sister’s teacher didn’t believe her when she told him what our dad had done. He thought that she was pulling his leg or something. So, he asked dad to come to the school, only to find out that she was telling the truth, and that dad actually did eat her homework! To this day, the poor thing still gets picked on by the other kids in her class. Ever since that weird event, my dad has been taking strong sleeping pills. For some weird reason I’ve always found my dad’s sleepwalking super amusing. When he started taking his medication, I felt like our life had become boring! My sister spends most of her time texting or hanging out with her friends, and my dad spends most of his time working, and I don’t really have friends to be honest. I was dying for some entertainment in my life!! So, I decided to do something very stupid. When there was no one around in the house, I snuck into my dad’s room and replaced his pills with Tic Tacs. The first couple of nights, nothing happened. I was disappointed and gave up on the idea that there’d ever be entertainment in our house again. That was, until that one night when my life got turned upside down. I woke up feeling a horrible pain! It felt as if there was a knife tearing my face apart! I put my hands up to my face and felt some kind of warm, sticky liquid! Oh my god,
We Got Married But We Never Met
We Got Married But We Never Met
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Hey guys, I’m Mia and I’ll be telling you how I met my husband whom I never met before. I was born and raised in a cult that had a very small number of followers around the world. No! It’s not what you are thinking, we don’t live on a farm or in a secluded area like some kind of a weird tribe or an enclosed community. We live within cities, regular families, normal houses or apartments, go to regular schools, and live pretty much like every other normal person on the planet. Practicing our teachings and minding our own business. We do have two rules though that we must not ever break one is to attend the annual gathering that the cult leaders arrange. Second, which is the most important. We MUST NEVER marry someone who is not from the community!!! When I was young, I didn’t think of it that much, I always felt like it’s not going to happen any time soon so I didn’t pay it any attention . But Life just slapped me in the face when dad told me, the day after my graduation, I got engaged! Wait?! WHAT?!!! To whom? Thin air? I don’t remember seeing or meeting anybody! Dad told me that he didn’t find any eligible bachelors here because we live in a small town. Other families lived in different parts of the world and we along with two other families were the only ones who lived here and their children are still young! Then he excitedly added that my future husband is living on the west side of the country which means that I’ll be moving and experiencing life on another level! As if it was supposed to make me feel any better! I screamed at him : dad are you listening to yourself? I barely know the guy! I don’t want to marry him! Dad was furious! This was the first time in my life I’ve seen him like that. He yelled at me and told me that I’ll be following the rules no matter what or else he’ll disown me. I was so scared, I didn’t want to lose them so I agreed. And just like that, Steve and I got married… online!!!!!!! The wedding was a skype call! Both families agreed to make it short, quick and inexpensive which I didn’t really get because his family was rich. But, anyway, this is no relevant now. His family was in the room with him.. so was mine. We said yes virtually and we were married with the blessing of our leaders. The following week I had to travel and meet him in person. And as you’ve probably expected.. It was the worst idea ever. This guy was the most horrible person I’ve ever known!! I thought he might like me because I was beautiful, skinny blond and all but he didn’t care. He mistreated me and abused me emotionally and physically. He kept saying “ it’s all your fault! I wish you didn’t exist! Whenever I tried to talk to him, he would make fun of me. He me of being a gold digger and that I only married him for the money. When I told him that I was into this marriage, he went nuts! Calling me a liar and a thief! I couldn’t stay any longer. I asked for a divorce but he was not ready for it. Apparently, he needed this marriage to work more than I did because his inheritance depended on it. His dad was wealthy and his first condition to give him the money was to marry someone from the cult and have kids. I was the lucky one! but after what I have experienced with him, I sure as hell wasn’t going to get pregnant anytime soon. I decided to escape the house. I couldn’t do during the daytime because he had cameras all over the place and he would notice me missing. So at night I packed my things I had everything ready in a bag under the stairwells. I planned for a fire. I put a pot on the stove with some oil in it and left the stove on. Soon the oil was on fire and spread to the kitchen cabinets. I woke him up pretending not to know anything about it . He freaked out when he smelled the smoke and went running to call fire station hoping to save the house. That was my chance. I got the bag out and ran away leaving all the mess behind! That night, I booked a room in a hotel to think about what to do next. I couldn’t ask my parents to live with them again because they would probably make me go back to him or even worse, they would marry me to someone else. I started panicking, it’s true that I had stolen some money from his wallet but it's not going to be enough! What now! Will I live like a homeless? Fortunately, the next day I saw an Ad that asked for volunteers to help the refugees who escaped to live in Greece . They would provide food and a place to sleep in exchange for the volunteer’s help .
I Was Living A Lie Until I Found Old Video Of My car
I Was Living A Lie Until I Found Old Video Of My car
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Everyone Is Jealous Of My Body. The Tricks I Use
Everyone Is Jealous Of My Body. The Tricks I Use
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I'm A Gold Digger, I Married A Tree For Its Money - part 2
I'm A Gold Digger, I Married A Tree For Its Money - part 2
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I was standing in front of all these people in my wedding dress...across from a TREE in a tux! Don’t worry, I felt as dumb as it looked. My face was burning hot. I could HEAR people laughing at me. I thought about myself bending down to lock lips with a leaf and...oh man. How the hell had my life gotten here?! Well, let’s rewind a bit. Hi, my name is Chichi...and I know what you’re thinking. “Was he hot?” But seriously, yeah, you read the title right: I Married a Tree...like, legally. And no, I’m not entirely crazy...just a little desperate. You see, my family is LOADED. My grandma makes Bill Gates look like a hobo. Growing up, that was always something to look forward to. Based on the boring legal papers that were drawn up, every kid in my family has been set to get a ton of cash the minute they turn 20. I was stoked! Because, honestly, there was no way in hell I’d be able to make that much on my own. My brother is a year older than me, and when I saw what happened to him when he got his inheritance...my mind was BLOWN. He went from a crappy car to a luxury car worth half a billion. He moved out of his dinky dorm and got a FRIGGIN’ mansion! Don’t get me STARTED on the girls that were suddenly all over him! I mean...I know he’s my brother, but I’m definitely the one that got the looks. I didn’t really have that plan with my money. I mean, I wanted to blow a little of it because, honestly, who wouldn’t? But my real goal was...kinda lame. I wanted to open a bakery. I was gonna take the money, get a bakery, get a nice little house...and then just live every day like a character in a stupid rom-com. Sounds pretty sweet, right? Yeah, I sure thought so. But when I turned 20, I found out my Grandma SURE didn’t think so. I woke up that morning actually glowing. I felt like a billion bucks...probably because I was about to get that handed to me. I showed up at her house and asked for my money. This...evil friggin’ woman laughed IN MY FACE. Like, I get that she’s my grandma but...I wanted to deck her in her wrinkly old face. Like, you’re kidding me, right? In her crotchety, chain-smoking old voice she told me: “You’re not getting that money until you’re married, honey. I can’t have you going out and spendin’ the money on the things lil floozies spend their money on.” I’m sorry...lil floozies?! Did my grandma just call me a- “Not that you’re a total floozy, hun.” Great...so my Grandma didn’t think I was a total slut? I lashed out at her, telling her it was super unfair my brother got his inheritance. You know what SHE had the nerve to say? “He’s a man. He can handle his money on his own. YOU need a man.” He can handle his money?! I saw him buy a diamond-studded athletic cup last week! Are you KIDDING ME?! So...I did just what you would expect. I went OFF on Grandma. I went to town, calling her sexist, calling her old, telling her it was a dumb rule and that he shouldn’t always be the favorite just because of the crap hanging between his legs- That’s when she tells me if I’m not married by the end of the week, I’m done. No money, ever. You know that moment when you realize you’ve crossed the line and your blood runs cold? Yeah, I had run a couple of miles passed that line and my entire body was FROZEN. She made me sign a contract. I didn’t know what to do. Stand by my principles, or get money. Obviously, I chose money. I’m not dumb. So, unfortunately, the hunt for my husband began. Naturally, it began where most marriages do… At a bar. But holy crap, I’ve never hated anything more in my life. Do you ever want to see pathetic? Go to a bar and sit alone. I’ve never seen more creepy guys in my life. You know how many guys walked up to me and said: “Where have I seen your gorgeous face before?” I mean, COME ON. Or how about: “If I buy you a drink will I get dessert?” I couldn’t do it. I went home. I bought some mozzarella sticks and sat in my crappy apartment and watched my bakery-owning dreams take a nosedive out the window. I put on some reality tv to drown my sorrows...and that’s when I saw it.
I'm A Gold Digger, I Married A Tree For Its Money
I'm A Gold Digger, I Married A Tree For Its Money
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I was standing in front of all these people in my wedding dress...across from a TREE in a tux! Don’t worry, I felt as dumb as it looked. My face was burning hot. I could HEAR people laughing at me. I thought about myself bending down to lock lips with a leaf and...oh man. How the hell had my life gotten here?! Well, let’s rewind a bit. Hi, my name is Chichi...and I know what you’re thinking. “Was he hot?” But seriously, yeah, you read the title right: I Married a Tree...like, legally. And no, I’m not entirely crazy...just a little desperate. You see, my family is LOADED. My grandma makes Bill Gates look like a hobo. Growing up, that was always something to look forward to. Based on the boring legal papers that were drawn up, every kid in my family has been set to get a ton of cash the minute they turn 20. I was stoked! Because, honestly, there was no way in hell I’d be able to make that much on my own. My brother is a year older than me, and when I saw what happened to him when he got his inheritance...my mind was BLOWN. He went from a crappy car to a luxury car worth half a billion. He moved out of his dinky dorm and got a FRIGGIN’ mansion! Don’t get me STARTED on the girls that were suddenly all over him! I mean...I know he’s my brother, but I’m definitely the one that got the looks. I didn’t really have that plan with my money. I mean, I wanted to blow a little of it because, honestly, who wouldn’t? But my real goal was...kinda lame. I wanted to open a bakery. I was gonna take the money, get a bakery, get a nice little house...and then just live every day like a character in a stupid rom-com. Sounds pretty sweet, right? Yeah, I sure thought so. But when I turned 20, I found out my Grandma SURE didn’t think so. I woke up that morning actually glowing. I felt like a billion bucks...probably because I was about to get that handed to me. I showed up at her house and asked for my money. This...evil friggin’ woman laughed IN MY FACE. Like, I get that she’s my grandma but...I wanted to deck her in her wrinkly old face. Like, you’re kidding me, right? In her crotchety, chain-smoking old voice she told me: “You’re not getting that money until you’re married, honey. I can’t have you going out and spendin’ the money on the things lil floozies spend their money on.” I’m sorry...lil floozies?! Did my grandma just call me a- “Not that you’re a total floozy, hun.” Great...so my Grandma didn’t think I was a total slut? I lashed out at her, telling her it was super unfair my brother got his inheritance. You know what SHE had the nerve to say? “He’s a man. He can handle his money on his own. YOU need a man.” He can handle his money?! I saw him buy a diamond-studded athletic cup last week! Are you KIDDING ME?! So...I did just what you would expect. I went OFF on Grandma. I went to town, calling her sexist, calling her old, telling her it was a dumb rule and that he shouldn’t always be the favorite just because of the crap hanging between his legs- That’s when she tells me if I’m not married by the end of the week, I’m done. No money, ever. You know that moment when you realize you’ve crossed the line and your blood runs cold?
I Am In Complex Relationship, We Are 4
I Am In Complex Relationship, We Are 4
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Hi, I’m Aurelie! Have you ever pranked anyone? Well, I have...and let me tell you, itdid not go to plan! In fact it almost ruined my life!I was feeling pretty annoyed because my boyfriend had booked to go on a skiing tripover my birthday! Not cool, right?! So I decided to get my own back on him. Hewasn’t texting me much and I thought it’d be hilarious to prank him to try and get hisattention. We always send each other snapchat photos, and I decided to use thegender swapping filter. When I saw myself as a boy, I couldn’t stop laughing! Itlooked so realistic!! I put on my boyfriend’s hoodie and baseball cap, and then Ireally looked the part. I sent through the photo and captioned it:Your girlfriend said I could wear your hoodie, bro! Don’t worry, I’ll keep herwarm on her birthday!So much for him not texting back. This time he replied straight away saying WTF?!Ha, it worked! That got his attention. But I didn’t stop there. I was having fun now. Iopened photoshop and created a photo of me and my fake new boyfriend. Then Iclicked ‘send’ and waited.But he didn’t reply. I texted him again and again, and even tried calling him, butsuddenly his phone was off!! Had he blocked me?? Then the next morning my phonebeeped. It was my boyfriend’s best friend. He said my boyfriend was in hospital!!!Panic shot through my body! Oh my god had he done something bad?? What if he’dtried to hurt himself because he really thought I’d cheated on him??? I tried to callmy boyfriend and his best friend, but neither of their phones were ringing!! I couldn’tstand it. I begged my dad to drive me over to the ski resort. I had to apologise!!But when we were on the way there, I started getting messages from my friendsasking if I was OK. I didn’t understand!! Then, my one friend told me to go onInstagram. OH MY GOSH! My boyfriend was cheating on me!!!! He’d made thiswhole post saying he was in the hospital after having a skiing accident, and that abeautiful angel called Lisa had come to his rescue!!I felt like I was going to puke! I asked my dad to turn around and drive back home. Ihad only been joking, but he’d obviously taken it seriously and now he’d gone outand got a new girlfriend already!! And then it just got worse. He was posting selfies of him and Lisa in the hospitaltogether. I felt so depressed! What had I done?! But I couldn’t sit there and watchhim all happy like that. So I kept up the charade. Every day I posted photos of meand my fake boyfriend, and I even pretended we were going on all these adventurestogether. My photoshopping skills got really great! But I couldn’t compete with my exand Lisa.Then one day, I might have taken it too far. I faked an engagement shoot. I couldn’tstand seeing all these photos of my ex with his girlfriend, so I thought if he saw megetting engaged, he’d come running back. I staged it so well, and I made it private sothat only he could see. I mean, I didn’t want anyone thinking I was a freak oranything!!After that, he didn’t post more photos of him and Lisa. Well, that was until about aweek later when I opened my phone and saw that he was now engaged!!!! He’dproposed to Lisa at Disneyland, which was where he was supposed to take me formy birthday!! I wanted to kill him! How could he do this??That was it! I stormed over to his house. His mom answered the door and lookedhappy to see me, and said she’d missed me. Huh? “Um, but what about Lisa?” Iasked her. She looked at me strangely and said, “Who’s Lisa?”And then I almost jumped out of my skin because my ex leapt out from behind thekitchen door and said, “Joke’s on you, you big prankster! There is no Lisa. Thoughtyou were the only one who knew how to use that filter, did you?”I just stood there, turning bright red. So he’d faked the whole thing? We were both asbad as each other!!!! He said he knew I’d been pranking him the whole time, and thathe’d even spied on me a couple of times to check if i were okay, but he saw mewhen I was photoshopping. I was so embarrassed. But then he asked me out again!I said yes, but on one condition...no more pranks!!What do you think of my story? Please share your comments, and don’t forget tolike, share and subscribe!
my bf is asexual
my bf is asexual
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I hold the world record for the ugliest face
I hold the world record for the ugliest face
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I Got Preg-nant From Swimming with My Friends
I Got Preg-nant From Swimming with My Friends
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My life was over. Bury me, forget about me - over. I had gotten pregnant from SWIMMING IN A POOL. I had to skip town. Could I fake my death? Could I disappear? My heart was pounding like it was going to jump out of my chest and try to strangle me for being so STUPID. How had I gotten knocked up at 15?! I couldn’t even be on “16 and Pregnant” what kind of BS was THIS?! What was I supposed to do?! I had to tell him. I had to just...waltz over and tell the man that did this to me the truth...that he ruined both of our lives because he couldn’t handle a snack in a cute lil swimsuit. So how did I, a cute lil snack, end up getting knocked up in a pool? My name’s Felicia, and yeah, yeah, yeah. I know what you’re thinking, I must be so stupid. Well, I was, not all of us had ed, so get a load of this. I was raised in the mid-west. know, the middle of the west in the US? Cow fields? Corn fields? Just...just a lot of fields. Jot that down. My parents aren’t...like, extreme Mormons or anything, but they might as well be. I was raised with the bible as my bedtime story. I was raised with a creepy statue of crucified Jesus on a cross staring down at me in every room of the house. I was raised to be quiet, to not ask questions, and to basically be an innocent, uncombative doormat to everyone in my life. Do you know what else that meant? No Harry Potter! No Pokemon! No TV shows! From the get-go, I was that weird girl at school. know, the weird girl everyone avoids? The one who gets gum in her hair and tacks on her chair? Not that that...not that that happened to me, or anything. Because of everything my parents did, you’d THINK I would be ready for what happened to me in the 5th grade. I mean, you’d think that. But I was dumb and like, 11, so give me a break, alright? The TALK happened at our school. know that god-awful day where they separate the kids and shove the girls in a dark room to watch a video about periods and get handed pads by the sweaty, creepy gym teacher? Yeah. It was time for THAT nightmare. Lil’ old, dumb, uneducated me funneled into the classroom, bright-eyed and unaware of the horror that was about to ruin my life FOREVER. As soon as the video started, the giggles began. The word ‘Breasts’ was said and I swear on my life the girl beside me milk out of her nose. I giggled to join in, cuz for some reason, I thought maybe I wouldn’t be the weird girl if I laughed at the word ‘breasts’. That’s. When. It. Happened. I can still see it to this day in slow motion. The door of the classroom launched open like the Hulk himself had business to take care of. A million little prepubescent heads SNAPPED to face the intruder- And guess who it was? Go ahead, guess. Take one little guess. In her ankle-length denim dress, cross and turtleneck sweater-wearing fury, my MOTHER slammed the door open. Her face was the color of the devil’s butt. Her eyes were about to pop out of her head like a squeeze toy. In that moment, I wanted to die. No casket. No funeral. I wanted to be yeeted into a hole, covered in dirt, and succumb to by embarassment. I saw it all happen in slow-motion. My mom bolting across the room like she was heading for the finish line of the Olympics. Her grabbing my wrist like it was the last TV on black Friday. Her YANKING me out of the room like it was on fire. On top of this, she’s yelling about the teacher ‘poisoning our minds!’ I don’t know what’s so poisonous about and fallopian tubes, but apparently, they were like, arsenic’s twin brother to my mom. After that, it was game over for me. Black screen. No more lives left. Can’t restart the system. Done. D-O-N-E. No one would talk to me. I was the girl with a crazy mom. When I actually got my period, I was about 900% sure I was dying. My insides felt like they were occupied by Wolverine and Edward Scissorhands who both took up a hobby throwing knives. I didn’t know why it was happening. I didn’t know how to talk about it. So, the years passed. I bled. I got ignored by everyone in the class. I got shoved into lockers...ya da ya da. But a shiny, glowing beacon of light erupted into my life during my freshman year of high school. That shiny, glowing beacon? The other nerds in the AV class. Specifically: Miles. Miles was the Ross to my Rachel. The Angelina to my Brad - circa, like 2009. He was the Jack to my Jill - okay, wait, maybe not that one. What I’m trying to say is: I wanted him. BAD. Like, real bad. Kind of...desperately, bad? But I didn’t have moves. I had anti-moves. I had: “Whoops I accidentally spit on you while I was talking!” “Whoops I just handed you my phone and YOU’RE MY FRIGGIN’ LOCK SCREEN-” moments. When I got invited to a pool party with the AV club, I knew it was my time to shine. I had to do it. I had to make a move
I found my death certificate under my bed
I found my death certificate under my bed
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I ran as fast as I could. Every inch of my body was shaking, I was so scared. How could I be so stupid?! How could I let this happen to myself?! I ducked down in the plants, terrified. What if they caught me? What…what would they do to me now that I knew the truth? Just the thought of it made me want to throw up. I could see their flashlights looking for me. With shaking hands, I started to dial on the phone. If something happened to me now…no one would know where I went. The phone started to ring…just as their flashlights got closer and closer. I held my breath as the operator picked up. How was I going to get out of this?! Every step they inched closer and closer to me…my chance of getting out of here alive seemed worse and worse. Before we get into my escape…I need to explain how I got myself into such a terrifying situation. To be honest…all I did was wake up. One morning, I opened my eyes in bed and felt a wave of panic wash over me. My head felt so fuzzy…almost like I was in a dream or something. I looked around and started to really freak out. I didn’t recognize ANYTHING. Where WAS I?! And…who was I? I got out of bed and started to look around the room. ‘ANNA’ was in pink letters on the wall. But…did I even like pink? Why didn’t that name sound familiar? I felt like I was going to pass out. None of this made sense. Was I going crazy?! Why couldn’t I remember anything?! What was my NAME? Was it really Anna? I bolted out the door into a strange hallway. I felt like I was on some alien planet. I had to find a phone or something. I had to call 911. Maybe someone there would be able to help me figure out what was going on- I ran into the kitchen and that’s when two people stood up. A man and a woman in their 50s both looked at me. They asked if I was okay, if I was feeling any better after hitting my head. But I didn’t know these people! Why were they acting like they knew me?! I shoved past them, reaching for the phone on the wall. The woman stopped me and grabbed my arm. She kept calling me Anna and told me to calm down. I freaked out, yelling at her to get her hands off me, to leave me alone and let me go. Then…she said she was my mother. But no, there’s absolutely no way she could be! I would remember my own mother…wouldn’t I? Even if I had hit my head? The two managed to sit me down and explain everything. Apparently I had hit my head a few days ago and had been out cold ever since. The doctors told them to just monitor me until I woke up. I told them I didn’t remember any of that. That I didn’t know this house. That they weren’t my parents! They looked so concerned I started to feel a little embarrassed. Was there something wrong with me? Tears started to roll down my face. That’s when the woman pulled out a baby book and started showing me photos of what was apparently my childhood. And I had to admit…the photos looked exactly like me. My fear started to grow…maybe they really were my parents, and I was going crazy. Through my tears, I told them I didn’t remember anything. The woman rubbed my back and told me it was okay. We would figure out what was wrong with me together. They had been so scared of losing me, they were just glad I was okay. The woman took me up to my bedroom and told me to lie down and sleep some more. Maybe when I woke up I would feel better. I faded in and out of sleep for a few hours, stuck between weird dreams and being awake. Have you ever had a night like this? One where you feel like something in your life just isn’t right? At one point, I woke up and heard talking outside my door. I crept over to try and hear what they were saying. My and father talked in hushed tones. My was concerned something was really wrong with me, that they should take me to some ‘in-patient care.’ I felt a weird rush of guilt and embarrassment. They really did think I was going crazy…and they probably weren’t wrong. But I didn’t want to go to a facility like that. What if I went there and they really did think I was insane?
I wish i didn't see what Mom Was Doing with snakes
I wish i didn't see what Mom Was Doing with snakes
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I’d just turned the light out and put my head on the pillow when I heard my mom’s voice. The walls in our house are paper thin and I was surprised to hear her on the phone so late at night. She was giggling and sounded excited and I suddenly wondered if she was talking to a man. After the divorce she hadn’t dated anyone, and maybe this was exactly what she needed. I was almost asleep when I heard her say something weird and suddenly I wasn’t so tired anymore… “I don’t think one will be enough. I’d like to adopt three if that’s OK? Can I come and get them tomorrow? I’m so excited! What did you say the youngest one was called? Monty? Haha, what a cute name!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! My mom was adopting three kids??? I mean I could understand if she wanted to adopt a cat or a dog or something, but three human beings??? Wasn’t one enough?! After dad got married again last year, mom kinda went off the rails. She’d taken up flamenco dancing and started rock climbing, so I shouldn’t have been surprised by this news. But why didn’t she speak to me about it first? I really wanted to go straight through to her room and ask her what was going on, but she sounded so happy and I knew I’d just ruin her night with my anger. But she’d ruined my night...I was 16. Why would I want three kids running around. Ah, this was awful! The next morning I woke up and she had already left for work. I found a note on the kitchen table from her that said: Hey Jodie, Have a great day! I have a big surprise for you! See you tonight! Yeah it certainly was a big surprise! The worst kind of surprise!! And that day at school was terrible. The whole time I kept thinking about what awaited me at home. The sleepless nights ahead...I realised I didn’t even know if they were babies or kids...or wait...what if they were teenagers too? No! She wouldn’t dare! She’d seriously lost the plot. After school I decided to go to my friend’s house and hang out. The last place I wanted to go was back home. I kept checking my phone, expecting mom to call or text me, but she didn’t. She was obviously too busy with her three new kids, and had probably forgotten about me already!! Me and my friend started watching a new TV series and by the time we finished a few episodes, it was like 9pm! I walked home and was surprised to see all the lights out. I’d assumed I’d see three little humans running around the lounge, but the house was quiet. Mom must have had a long day. She didn’t usually go to bed so early. I was tired too, after my sleepless night, so I went straight to bed. So much for a surprise...maybe she’d changed her mind when she realised she wasn’t up for changing diapers again! I’d talk to her about it in the morning, and try and get her to come to her senses...But I’d left it a little too late for that... I fell asleep really quickly, but after a few hours I felt something cool on my pillow. I turned around to face the other way and then I felt this weird pressure on my neck. I figured it was my blanket, so I pushed it away, but then it got tighter. I started to panic...was I dreaming? I reached out for my lamp and turned it on in a panic. I was definitely awake...this was no dream! As soon as the light came on I realised it wasn’t my blanket around my neck...it was something cold and slimy and it was moving. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I screamed so much I probably woke up the whole street! Around my neck was a snake!!!!! And it wasn’t a tiny garden snake, it was a full on python and it was huge!! I couldn’t get it off my neck. I tried to pull it off but it’s tongue was right by my ear and it was hissing at me. What did the hissing mean? Was it going to bite me or try to swallow me whole? I was wrestling with it, but the more I tried to pull it off, the tighter it wound itself around my neck.
I got a degree for cleaning bathrooms and toilets!!!
I got a degree for cleaning bathrooms and toilets!!!
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I broke my legs to satisfy my mom but it was not enough
I broke my legs to satisfy my mom but it was not enough
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Hi I’m Diana and My relationship with my mom has always been pretty… interesting. see my mom is in jail and has been for about ten years now. I live with my older sister who has done her best to look after me, but it’s just not the same as having a mom around. It isn’t her fault that she’s in jail. My dad didn’t treat her very well. One night she took the money out of their account and ran away for her own protection. She even had to leave me behind to try and escape him. But the police caught her trying to leave the country with the money. The court didn’t believe her and she ended up being charged with fraud and being sentenced to years in prison. I try my best to keep mom happy. I bring her presents and I cook her favourite cakes and bring them to her in prison, but they never seem to make her happy. She is so unhappy in jail that I just can’t do anything to fix it. Well, at least, she is one of the most popular with the other inmates as she told me. They even call her Rocky as she is so tough, no one will dare to mess with her. So with Mother’s Day coming up I knew I had to do something really special to make her happy and I had the best idea. I thought I would do something different and something BIG. I hired a plane to do some skywriting in the sky above her prison. I thought when she and her prison friends saw it she would be sooo happy. And I was going to surprise her by skydiving out of the plane too! When it got to the day of my skydive I got really nervous, I don’t like heights! When I was up in the plane the man literally had to push me out as I was so scared. But once in the sky I was having so much fun! I really started to enjoy it. As I was falling to earth I was so happy. I could see all the inmates in the yard below and knew that my mom would be there watching. I looked up and saw the plane in the sky writing in pink smoke “Happy Mother’s Day Rocky!”. I was so pleased! Then I pressed the button on my backpack and it released more pink smoke, my mom's favourite colour. I was so excited! Mom would definitely see me now. But I hadn’t anticipated one thing; I couldn’t see! There was smoke everywhere. I started coughing and spluttering and my eyes were sore. Then I started to worry. I knew that I had to release my parachute, but it was so smoky I couldn’t see the pull cord! I started feeling all over myself trying to find the cord, but I just couldn’t get hold of it. Then I looked below me I was near the ground! I knew if I didn’t pull the cord soon then I would be in big trouble! I finally found the cord and pulled it. I felt the parachute open up! But it was too late. I was travelling too fast and I was going to hit the floor with a bang. I closed my eyes and braced myself. I landed on my back with lots of in orange jumpsuits gathered around me. Then some prison guards ran over to me. It was pretty scary, some of them had guns! There was a lot of shouting going on. I looked around, I couldn’t see my mom anywhere. I became aware that I couldn’t feel my legs. I looked down and realised they were sticking out at funny angles. I let out a scream then passed out. I woke up in hospital with lots of doctors and nurses working on me. There was blood everywhere! I must have passed out again as I woke up a few days later with both of my legs in plaster. It turned out my parachute had opened but I still hit the ground really hard. I had landed right in the middle of the prison yard. I should have but by some miracle I had only broken my legs. The next day I was discharged from the hospital. I rolled outside and waited for my sister to come and collect me. But she didn’t turn up. Instead a police van pulled up in front of me. An Officer got out and asked me my name. When I said who I was he told me that I was under arrest! I was wheeled into the back of the van and driven off. I was so scared, I had never got into trouble in my life. They wouldn't even tell me why I was being arrested. We got to a large building and stopped outside. I was wheeled in and they finally told me; I was being arrested for breaking into the women’s prison! I told them that it was an accident, that I was trying to surprise my mom for Mother's Day, but they didn’t believe me. I asked where I was going but they didn’t answer they just wheeled me into a room where two men were waiting. I realised they were prison guards, I was being put in prison!
My Mom Gave Birth To A Doll, WHAT??
My Mom Gave Birth To A Doll, WHAT??
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Hi, I’m Britteny, and my sister is officially a doll, a freaking plastic doll!! All thanks to my crazy parents who had adopted her as their daughter! My parents’ craziness had gotten me in so much trouble at that point, that I ended up standing on the bridge with my hands in the air and the police in front of me. One officer grabbed my arm and put me in handcuffs. What was going to happen to me?! I started to sob. I wanted to explain that it was all a misunderstanding! It hadn’t been real! But it was like they didn’t even hear me. They slammed the car door behind me and just like that...I was on my way to jail. But how exactly did I end up in jail? Well...I’m an only child, but I wasn’t always. About a year ago, my mom was pregnant. She was so excited that I was going to have a little baby sister. Unfortunately, our excitement was crushed when my mom went into labor after 7 months. My parents sat with me that day that explained that there was a high chance my sister won’t survive, and it was very on me to accept, but I did. When I saw my little sister in the hospital...she was too tiny. She hadn’t developed enough and...well, we lost her. After she passed, I was crushed. It seemed like life will never go back the way it was. But during all of that...my mom did something unbelievable. I came home one day to find a BABY on the table. A freaking baby! I yelled to mom, asking her what was going on. When I got up to the baby...I realized the truth. It wasn’t a baby at all, it was a doll that looked REAL. It was so realistic I had to touch it to really make sure mom hadn’t kidnapped a baby and plopped it onto our kitchen table! I asked mom what was this doll doing here, and she just laughed and said, what do you mean? That’s your baby sister! My then mom scooped the doll up in her arms and started ROCKING it. I could practically feel my skin crawling! She explained to me that she had named ‘her’ Julia. I tried not to react. I didn’t want my mom to feel bad...but my God, was she being creepy. And it only got creepier from there! It started to seem like every time I turned my back my mom was rocking the doll. She even started TALKING to it like it was an actually baby. I tried to ignore it, but man, was it hard.I thought it was bad enough that mom was talking to the doll. But one day, at breakfast, mom was ‘feeding’ the doll! I tried to just ignore it. So I went to the kitchen to make my own food, since she was too busy feeding a fake baby to make anything for me.. But when I opened the cabinet, pretty much the only food was jars of baby food! I seriously couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I sat down at the table to ask my mom if there was anything in the house I could eat... And I sneezed. Just a little sneeze from allergies. In an instant, my mom was on her feet, screaming at me. She was sheiding the baby in her arms and yelling at me for trying to ‘contaminate’ her. I yelled at her again that it was a doll - And she grabbed my wrist! I pulled myself away from her. I couldn’t believe the look in her eyes. I was so embarrassed and felt so betrayed that my own would put her hands on me. And all that over a doll?! What was wrong with her?! I thought that would be it. I thought maybe after seeing the look on my face, my mom would understand how wrong she was to hurt me like that...but it only got worse. When I got home every day, my mom would make me take off my shoes and she would make me scrub myself down with this antibiotic spray...all because she was afraid of me contaminating the baby! She even made me put this plastic suit on. It got to the point where I wasn’t allowed to even be in the same room as the doll. I couldn’t touch my mom. I couldn’t EAT in the same room as her. I felt like a prisoner! One day, I came home to find my room completely empty. Every single piece of furniture was gone...but ‘Julia’ was painted on the wall in a pretty font. My mom told me there as too much of a draft in the ‘babies nursery’, and that I would have to move downstairs into the BASEMENT where they had been keeping Julia! I seriously couldn’t believe it! I was being moved..for a doll? I wanted to yell, I wanted to scream...but I was afraid my mom would hurt me again.
I found how to make money from my big belly
I found how to make money from my big belly
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I Wouldn't Have Known This if i didn't lose my v card
I Wouldn't Have Known This if i didn't lose my v card
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i stole my boss phone now i am his boss
i stole my boss phone now i am his boss
2 mánuðum síðan
Hi, I’m Apple, and I just started working as a at a big company! I was thinking about how great this job was compared to my old babysitting job. Gosh I didn’t miss changing all those stinky diapers. One time I was emptying that family’s trash and the bag burst open and the diapers full of poop went everywhere. It was so disgusting!! And that’s when the idea came to me...Why did people not reuse diapers? What if there was a diaper service?? could order clean diapers, someone would come pick up the dirty ones, and you’d never have to deal with cleaning them yourself!! Genius!! And imagine if there was an app for it!! It was a brilliant idea, so I sat and wrote a whole business proposal for it and called it “Diaper Daddy” I told my boss about it the next day and you won’t believe what he said to me. “Caley, did I ask for your ideas? No, I didn’t. You’ve been hired specifically to do whatever I ask of you, and right now I’m asking you not to pretend that you have a brain for marketing, because you don’t. Got it?” I thought he’d at least think it was a good idea!! The next day I saw the CEO and my boss having a meeting in the glass meeting room next to my desk. On the projector was my proposal!!!! I couldn’t believe it!! It was my idea!! He’d stolen my Diaper Daddy app idea!!! The whole time he was presenting he kept looking at the CEO and smiling. It was sickening to watch. He was such a suck-up!! And the CEO loved everything about the idea! After the meeting he emailed him straight away and offered him 10 million dollar deal if he could create the app and get it up and running within a month. I sat there flabbergasted. That 10 million dollar deal should have been MINE!! I knew my boss probably assumed I’d freak out and ask him why he’d taken my idea, but I decided to do something else instead...something he wouldn’t be expecting. The next day the CEO had arranged for an app development team to come in and talk about the diaper deal. I told my boss the meeting was scheduled for 1.30pm, when actually it was scheduled for 1.00pm. It was one of our colleague’s birthdays that day and I’d brought in two giant helium-filled balloons. 5 minutes before the meeting, I decided it’d be fun if we inhaled some of the helium. I knew my boss was always up for a laugh, so I gave him some too. After he’d inhaled it all, I saw the look of horror cross his face when he noticed the app team arriving. “Oops…my bad,” I said. “The meeting is actually now!!” In the meeting, my boss stood up to introduce his idea, and as he spoke his voice came out all high pitched and squeaky like Mickey Mouse. The CEO looked horrified and the whole app team burst out laughing. Then he whispered in my ear begging me to explain the idea, but then I said, what idea are you talking about?!Even though my boss was embarrassed, he couldn’t control his laughter...even when he tried to stop. I sat there, almost myself with laughter at how brilliant this was. Afterwards, my boss came marching out of the meeting room and went straight to me and screamed “you’re fired”. He said he’d never been so humiliated in all his life, and that I was to leave the building right now. I told my boss “you’ll regret this” and threw whatever was on my desk into a box i found on the side and headed home. First he’d stolen my idea, and now he’d fired me! What a man!! I took my stuff out of the box and saw something I recognised it straight away. It was my boss’s phone!! But what was it doing in this box?
I was stuck upside down on a rollercoaster for 3 days with my shirt off
I was stuck upside down on a rollercoaster for 3 days with my shirt off
2 mánuðum síðan
Hey I’m Louise and I want to tell you how I was stuck on a rollercoaster for three days- and that was just the beginning of my problems. It all started when a birthday surprise went really wrong. It was the day of my birthday and I thought my friends Becky and Dan knew me well enough to know what I’m into- shopping, spas and selfies. They told me that we were going on a day out as a surprise and I was so excited- until we got there. They had taken me to a lousy theme park. I was so annoyed, did they think I was a kid? We lined up for over an hour to be among the first people to ride their new roller coaster. It was supposed to be one of the scariest roller coasters in the world. But I hate them! I think they’re really scary and they really mess up my hair. But I didn’t want to tell them that. I was really nervous and then it got worse- we were allocated the front seats. My friends were so excited as they are the best ones, but that just made me even more scared. I felt sick as the ride started. It went so fast and there were so many loops! Then as we went upside down on the biggest loop yet the ride suddenly stopped! It happened so quickly that the ride jolted and it really hurt my head and neck. We were left hanging upside down. This wasn’t part of the ride surely? I realised quickly that it wasn't. Soon everyone was screaming, it was like a nightmare! Why wasn’t the ride starting again? I began to panic. Never in my life had I screamed so loud, I was so terrified! On my left my friend Becky was uncontrollably crying. On my right, I saw Dan unconscious and he had blood coming from his nose. I shouted at him until he opened his eyes. Everyone behind me was crying, screaming, begging for help. I realised there must be about fifty people on this ride and they were all stuck like us. The sounds were terrifying. I got out my phone and tried to call for help, but I had no signal. I must have passed out for a while as when I woke up, I realised that I had dropped my phone and it was smashed on the ground below! I was so annoyed especially as I never bother with insurance. Then I saw something that made me even more frightened. There was smoke coming off the train we were on. It looked like it was going to catch on fire! I looked around- I couldn’t even see a fire engine. Then I heard shouting. I thought it was a rescue party, but it wasn’t, it was the press. There were reporters and film crews everywhere below filming us and taking photos. I tried to shout at them to help us but they couldn’t hear me. I don’t know how long we were upside down, but it felt like hours. Then suddenly the train moved! It went forward until we were the right way up, at the top of a loop looking downwards. But then the ride stopped again. I couldn’t believe it. Now I was upright I felt my blood rushing out of my head and back through my body. Now we were upright Becky had stopped crying - and I was soooo angry at her! I started shouting at her telling her how I hadn't even wanted to go on this rollercoaster in the first place as I was worried something was going to go wrong, and I was right! Then she got angry at me and told me that she thought it was my idea to go to the theme park! I couldn’t believe it. Becky was such a liar! Like I would have wanted to come to this stupid theme park. Then Dan woke up. He looked really rough and his voice croaked. He admitted that it was his idea to go to the theme park. He knew that neither of us wanted to go, he even knew i have a fear of heights!! so he told Becky that it was my idea, and told me it was Becky’s! Unbelievable! And it didn't stop there! I got so mad, that I confessed to Dan that I was the one who spread the rumor that he still pees his bed, which is by the way, true!! Becky then told me she kissed my BF in 3rd grade, and our fight kept going. I didn’t want to talk to either of them ever again!
My Mother Has Been Pregnant For 4 Years Straight
My Mother Has Been Pregnant For 4 Years Straight
2 mánuðum síðan
My name is Cindy, and you won’t believe it when I tell you that my has been pregnant for 4 years in a row! How is that even possible, you ask? Well, when you’re 11 years old, you can’t really understand how pregnancy works. It brought a lot of confusion, not to mention that it almost ruined my life. Until one day when the secret she was hiding behind her weird pregnancy got revealed! I will explain everything, I promise it will make more sense... see, my father, and I used to live in a very tiny house. We weren’t struggling to find food, but we weren't exactly rich either. Despite all the circumstances, my made sure I was okay no matter what. As for my father, well… he decided not to stick around, and he left us when I was only 1 year old, so I barely remember him. It was for my mom, but it didn't break her spirit. In fact, she juggled two jobs and worked for nearly 14 hours per day to support me. That was until the day she got pregnant. It was pretty random and weird because Mom never dated anyone. “How could she have a baby on her own?” I thought. And that’s not all. The craziest part of the story was that she had also quit her two jobs out of the blue, and in less than a month, we moved a different city and in a bigger house! I didn’t understand what was going on, and despite my many questions at the time, I never got a clear answer as to what was happening. All I knew was that we were finally able to afford things, just like normal people! Except for the fact that I had a Mom who was pregnant all the time!! Yes, you’ve heard that correctly. And believe it or not, she came up with an explanation that made perfect sense. Since I was enough to understand how relationships worked, we sat down and talked. She asked me if I knew what surrogacy was. I said “No”. She explained that some people can’t have children on their own due to several medical concerns of one or both parents. I found out that not all can carry a pregnancy to term. Rather than risk complications, surrogacy can be a couple’s best option to have a baby. Simply put, my Mom “borrowed” her body for other couples to be able to have children. She was healthy and strong, and she could carry a perfectly healthy pregnancy to term. Hearing that news, I was in shock for a few minutes. Surrogacy, I thought! Wow, my Mom was a hero; helping others have a family is a really big deal. I burst into tears, apologizing for believing she was lying all this time. But I guess I was too young to understand a 4-year old pregnancy. It turns out being a surrogate was perfectly legal and she had been doing it twice. I had never seen the first baby, but I thought since I was too young at the time, I didn’t even notice. Mom had signed up with a surrogacy agency, and that’s why she was pregnant all the time; because she carrying other people’s babies. In exchange, she was entitled to a monthly amount of money that would suffice for us to live comfortably. She explained it was worth the effort because she could no longer deal with the stress of a 14-hour workday; not to mention that she barely spent time with me. Finally, it made sense where the money came from! At first, it was difficult for me to accept what Mom did for a living. However, you guys can’t imagine how relieved I felt that day. Initially, I believed that Mom’s pregnancy was fake and that she was deceiving everyone only to get free money. Doing that for 4 years is a very serious felony and she could go to prison if they caught her. But thank God Mom was an honest person. And deep down I was really proud of what she was doing. But that happiness didn’t last much longer, because yes, she was indeed a scammer. Allow me to continue the story. I’m gonna tell you in detail how the police caught her red-handed. Years were passing by and the state of her pregnancy never changed. Ok I got that. From what she told me, I was too young to give importance to her first pregnancy. Nonetheless, when I really noticed something was off, it was when I turned 15. I was no longer a little girl and thanks to the internet I could tell she was lying. Truth be told, I became extremely suspicious of my Mom’s situation. I strongly believed there was more to her pregnancy that meets the eye. And I was right. But I couldn’t figure out an answer, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. Of course, turning my Mom to the police was not an option for me. I felt so guilty that I had to do something about it. Her secret was eating me alive and although I was happy with our new comfortable lifestyle, I felt it didn’t belong to us. I went to Mom to ask for an explanation on my 15th birthday. When I asked her “ Why are you never sick or tired?”, she froze.
My Teacher Caught My bf Zipping My Jeans
My Teacher Caught My bf Zipping My Jeans
2 mánuðum síðan
One morning I woke up and I couldn’t feel my hand. It had happened to me a lot before, but this time it felt different. It felt like my hand had died. My arm was ok, but then after my wrist I couldn’t feel anything. Just air. I moved my fingers, but I felt nothing...they were like ghost fingers. I started shaking it, but I couldn’t wake it up. I was still half asleep, so I whacked it against the wall without really thinking. Suddenly I heard my dad’s voice and he was angry. He worked night shifts, so he’d probably just gone to bed. But I didn’t care. I was starting to freak out. It hadn’t lasted this long before. I ran to the bathroom and put hand under water. Oh my gosh!! I couldn’t even feel the temperature of the water. I touched it with my other hand and realised the water was burning hot. Of course it had to have happened to my right hand. The hand I use for everything. I wanted to google what was going on, but I couldn’t even type with my left hand and I ended up dropping my phone. The screen shattered, and when I tried to pick it up, some of the glass got stuck in my hand. Great. So my right hand was and my left hand was now bleeding. I called out for my mom, but she was already standing in the doorway. “What’s with all the noise?” she said to me, in an angry tone. “Mom, I can’t feel my hand. It’s completely dead!!” I whimpered. And then I started crying. She just laughed at me and said to give it a good shake and it’d be OK. Then she went back to bed and told me to stop acting like a baby. I couldn’t believe it!! I cursed myself for always sleeping on my right side. I’d been so tired the night before that I’d just passed out. I must have slept on my arm for more than 8 hours!! What if I’d done some serious damage?? The worst part was that we had a big exam at school that day, and I had a date with my boyfriend after school. How would I write the exam? And how would he hold my hand if I couldn’t even feel it?? It’d be like I was holding hands with air.. I grabbed onto the sink, and even as I saw my fingers grip onto it, I felt nothing. Trying to make breakfast was a complete disaster. I spilled the milk everywhere, and eventually I sat there and used my teeth to open the bread, and then I ate a slice like an animal, using my teeth to rip it apart. My left hand with the cuts on it was starting to hurt now. And it was weird...but the pain felt good. At least pain meant my hand was alive...unlike my other hand which was just hanging there like a thing. Imagine not having hands...how did people survive? I shivered at the thought of it. When I got to school that day, I noticed my right hand was burnt. I hadn’t even noticed until then. Well, at least it didn’t hurt. My boyfriend gave me a weird look when he saw me, and pointed to my zip. I looked down and gasped. I’d forgotten to zip it up. But I couldn’t do it. He started laughing and asked if I needed some help. At the exact moment that he reached out to zip it up for me, our math teacher passed by and gave us detention for ‘inappropriate behavior’. I couldn’t believe it!! And now we had to go sit our exam… I told my boyfriend about my hand, and he said if I wrapped it up and compressed it, it might get better. I used my scarf and it honestly looked ridiculous. It was exam time. I spoke to the teacher in charge and explained what had happened, and he said it was the worst excuse he’d ever heard. I unwrapped my scarf and tried to pick up the pencil, but it was impossible. So I just sat there. Halfway through the exam, I started to panic. What if it never went back to normal?
I Was Stuck In An Elevator  for 7 days
I Was Stuck In An Elevator for 7 days
2 mánuðum síðan
I was being chased by huge men dressed all in black and I knew exactly what they were after! I ran across the lobby as fast as I could, praying that I wouldn’t miss the elevator. If they caught me, I was done for! I was carrying a big bag, almost as big as my body. It was so big I could barely run with it, but I had no other choice. I’d shamed my family and if I didn’t fix it asap, who knew what would happen to me! I’d probably turn to dust! Back in America, I’d done something bad...I came home from school one day to find my parents sitting on the couch surrounded by photos of me. All of them were of me and my boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend now! In the photos we were kissing and hugging, and one of them showed me leaving his house. But the creepiest one of all was one of us in bed together which looked like it’d been taken from outside the window. I was so upset! For the first time in my life I started shouting at my parents asking them how they had gotten these photos? won’t believe it, but they paid a private investigator $50,000 to track my every move!!!! That was the worst day of my life!! I knew I’d be punished because my parents are so strict and traditional, but I just assumed they’d ground me and cut off my allowance. Instead they took things to the extreme and announced that we were moving back to Egypt. Yup, that’s right. Egypt...the country we’re from. Except, oh yeah...I’ve never actually lived there!! To me, I’m American!! We left right after I was born, so the thought of going to live there felt like a catastrophe to me!! I told my parents that there was no way on earth I was going, but they said they’d already booked the tickets, and it was a done deal! They said I was acting too much like an American girl and they were taking me home to teach me how to really behave!! It felt like my world was ending. When we got to Egypt, I was shocked!! The first day we got there it was so and I put on my shorts and crop top. I was about to go outside and explore when my mom grabbed me and told me I couldn’t go outside dressed like that. Then she gave me a long skirt and a long sleeved top, and told me I had to cover up. She even made me wear a scarf over my head!! We went outside to buy vegetables and I smiled at the man selling them and I thought my mom was gonna slap me! After that I wasn’t allowed to go outside anymore, unless I was with her!! All I could think about was running back to America and being with my boyfriend. Egypt felt like one giant prison that I’d be stuck in for the rest of my life!! And to make matters worse, I was carrying a gigantic secret. see, when my parents told me we were leaving America, they wouldn’t let me out of their sight. But then they had to go out one night, and they left me at home alone. As soon as they left my boyfriend came over. I knew it would be the last time I ever saw him, so we decided to do something crazy and go all the way!! We needed one last special memory of each other. The thing is, we forgot to use a condom. I thought it would be fine, but after two months in Egypt, I realised I hadn’t had my period… Yup. I was pregnant. And I needed to get an abortion as fast as possible, before my parents found out. There was just one little problem...abortion isn’t legal in Egypt. But I managed to find a company online who offered them. Of course I had to pay a hefty sum...and where was I going to get the money? Well, I stole it from my dad. Now I wasn’t even allowed outside by myself, so I decided to wait until late at night, and sneak out after my parents had gone to bed.
Mom Did Things In The Basement With Other Women
Mom Did Things In The Basement With Other Women
2 mánuðum síðan
I live in a nice neighborhood with my mom and my dad. My dad works the night shift, and my mom has always worked from home. Now…I love my mom, I really do…but she's kind of a dork. She’s a little bored at home, so she's always picked up weird hobbies. there was refinishing furniture, building birdhouses, raising exotic animals, ghost hunting…you name it, she’s done it. The worst part is…she hasn't been good at any of them!. That’s why when she started acting unusual, at first, I assumed she had just picked up a new hobby. But as the days progressed, things got weirder and weirder. My mom started rushing me to go to bed. I mean, I’m sixteen years old and she was snapping at me to get in bed at 9. 9! She was fine with it for awhile…but soon, she was getting aggressive about it. I told her I couldn’t go to bed that early, and she told me I should take some sleeping medicine to knock out. I started locking myself in my room and pretending I was asleep, just to see if I could hear anything that was going on. I always heard voices - a lot of them, but they always seemed kind of distant and hushed. One night, I couldn’t stand it, so I walked downstairs to get a glass of water. I could hear the voices a lot more clearly…and it seemed like they were all coming from the basement. My mom must’ve heard my footsteps, because in an instant she was at the top of the stairs, screaming at me to go to bed! I couldn’t believe it. She looked so mad…and she had these weird marks on her face that looked like ancient writing or something. That’s when I started to feel a little…scared. Her hobbies had always been kind of endearing and harmless and dorky. This? This felt different. For the next few days, I paced in my room, trying to figure out what I was going to do. As I passed the window one day - I saw them. A group of adults, all in a line…wearing black cloaks and paint on their faces. They walked through the backyard towards the back door. I dropped to the ground so they wouldn’t see me. People in black cloaks entering your house in the of night is never a good thing. when I asked mom about it, oh man, did it not go well. She told me I must not be getting enough sleep if I’m seeing crazy things like that. Then, she wanted to take me to a doctor or someone because I was seeing things! I know what I saw, and she knows exactly what I saw too The next day, I snuck down while they were in the basement. I pressed my ear to the door, trying to hear something, ANYTHING that would help me understand what was going on. I had to prove to myself that my mom wasn’t evil. When I pressed my ear to the door…I could hear everything a lot more clearly. I heard my mom’s voice…yelling some really scary things. She talked about how SHE was the one people should be worshipping. SHE was the chosen one, the one with the power. I fell away from the door, horrified. I couldn’t listen to anymore. Was my mom…leading a cult? I’d never heard her say anything like that before in my life! She sounded so confident…so angry. She SOUNDED like a cult leader. And for the first time? I was really, actually scared of my who I used to think was so sweet and innocent. I ran up to bed. I had to tell dad. I had to get more proof. I had to do SOMETHING! First…I had to go in the basement. Mom went grocery shopping the next morning…and that was my chance. I ran down into the basement as fast as I could. I had to get this done before she got home. But I wasn’t prepared for what I would find down there…
I Eat Scorpions For Breakfast To Become Poisonous
I Eat Scorpions For Breakfast To Become Poisonous
2 mánuðum síðan
Most people eat toast or cereal for breakfast, but I’m not most people. I eat scorpions for breakfast. I know that probably sounds disgusting to you, but they’re actually pretty delicious, especially if you fry them. Anyway, this isn’t a story about how scorpions taste. This is a story about why I decided to eat scorpions in the first place. see, my brother had an accident. He was helping my dad fix the roof on our house, but then he fell. He hit his head really badly and the doctors thought he would die. But he survived. And to be honest I wasn’t sure that was a very good thing...He his head so on the ground, that he’s now completely brain damaged. It’s for me to say this, but I don’t feel safe around him. Right after it happened and he got discharged from the hospital, our parents went out to buy some groceries. They left me home alone with him, and I was listening to music in my room. Suddenly I felt something sharp on my ankle, and when I looked down, my brother was biting me!! He bit so hard, he actually drew blood. I screamed but he wouldn’t let go. I eventually had to swing by leg back and forth so that he’d stop. It was like he’d become a wild animal. I told my parents about it as soon as they got home, and they shouted at me!! They told me I was supposed to look after him and that it’s not his fault, that it’ll take time for him to go back to normal. Well, time passed, and things just got worse. I eventually installed a lock on my bedroom door because I’d woken up so many times to find him wandering into my room. It freaked me out so much!! It was so bad that my friends stopped coming over to hang out. They said my brother was terrifying. If only they knew… I’d lie in bed at night listening to him screaming and laughing and banging his fists on my wall. If I hadn’t been so afraid, I’d have felt sorry for him. But then I’d look down at my ankle and see the scar from the bite, and I realised I had to do something to protect myself. I suggested they move him to a facility for people with brain damage, and my dad said that if I didn’t up, he’d put me in a facility. Fine then. I’d only look out for myself then. If he hurt them too, then it was their fault! One day I was ‘babysitting’ him and he kept glaring at me. His eyes were rolling around and he looked like he wanted to kill me. This had to end. I tried to distract myself by watching TV and that’s when a nature documentary caught my attention. It was about scorpions, specifically bark scorpions- the most poisonous in the whole of the US. Their sting can lead to numbness and vomiting for up to 72 hours. I don’t know why, but after watching the show, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. What would it be like to be that poisonous? In that moment, I almost envied those scorpions. No-one could hurt them!! I started researching, and the next day I went out to try and find one. I’d never seen one in real life before, but I knew exactly where I could find them. The show said they liked citrus trees...and right down the road there was a citrus farm. I went there after school and asked the man who owned the farm if I could take a walk around. He seemed suspicious and asked me if I was planning on stealing his fruit? I said no, I just want to find some scorpions actually. He looked shocked!! Then he asked me to follow him. He led me to the back of a big shed and pointed towards a tank. Inside were of scorpions! I couldn’t believe it. I ran over and stuck my nose up against the glass. They looked so cool! “Can I buy some?” I asked him. “Buy?! Ha!! can have them for free. Saves me killing them later. Poisonous nasty things that they are!” he said. That day was my lucky day. He put them into a shoe box for me and told me to be really careful because if they stung me
I Started Changing Into A Male after 13 years
I Started Changing Into A Male after 13 years
2 mánuðum síðan
I always knew there was something slightly different about me, but I just didn’t realise how different until I made an appointment with my doctor to have a general check - up and ask him some questions. I was surprised to see a young female doctor sitting there. I’d been seeing the same doctor my whole life, and I really wasn’t expecting someone el se to be in his place. Anyway, this actually worked out pretty well because she spilled the beans on what was really going on with my health... “Rosie, I see here that just last year you underwent quite a serious surgical procedure. How are you feeling now? ” she asked, smiling kindly at me. “Um...well I don’t think the surgery worked,” I told her. “I mean, look at me...I still don’t have OR my period.” The doctor shifted in her seat, and adjusted her glasses. She looked a bit shocked. “Hang on, ma ybe I’m looking at the wrong file. Sorry...it’s just it says here that you had a gonadectomy, and that it was successful. They removed your testes... -- ” I didn’t hear anything she said after that. My head was spinning. Testes? What did she mean...? And then i t came back to me. I’d heard that word before...the one beginning with g...gonadectomy...When I was a kid, my dad always spoke about it and how I would have it when I was older. I’d been too young to understand, and I thought it was something to do with pu berty. Quickly, the doctor realised what she’d done and apologised. Then she printed my files out and suggested I go home and speak to my parents about it, and if there was anything more I wanted to discuss, I could make an appointment with her at any ti me. On the walk home, I clutched the files tightly to my chest. I needed to speak to my parents...they’d lied to me...How could they have done this to me??? It all started last year when I turned 12. All my friends had started to get their periods and al most all of them were wearing bras. One day I plucked up the courage to ask my mom if she could buy me a bra, even though I was as flat as a pancake, and she just laughed at me. “Why would you need a bra? Don’t be silly.” Then she just changed the subject. But everyone was wearing one! It wasn’t fair! I eventually went out and bought one myself, and stuffed it with socks. But I was too shy to wear it to school...I just wanted to see what I’d look like with breasts. It was something I thought about all the time. Everyone around me was changing and growing, and I felt left behind. But that all changed one day when I noticed a few dark hairs growing above my lip. I was mortified, and immediately plucked them out with my mom’s tweezers. But the very next wee k they’d grown back. I knew my mom used hair remover on her legs, so I asked if I could borrow some for my lip area. When I asked mom this, she was busy cooking, and she almost dropped the pan of food she was carrying. I didn’t understand why she was so fr eaked out. It was just hair! But she told me that NO I could not use her hair cream, and for the rest of the night I could hear her and my dad talking in hushed whispers. Well, I wasn’t going to go to school with a moustache, so I did the next best thing...I shaved it off with dad’s razor. I didn’t need to worry about school though, because when I woke up the next day mom told me we were going to see the doctor. I had no idea why. I didn’t have a fever, I didn’t have a stomach ache...I felt fine. B ut she dragged me along anyway, and her and the doctor spoke about stuff I didn’t understand. Afterwards, mom told me I would be able to get a soon and that if I was lucky, my period might even make an appearance. So the next week when she said we we re going to the hospital for me to have surgery, I didn’t even complain. I figured this was normal, and this was how girls became women. They had a simple surgery and suddenly their grew and their periods came. I was actually quite excited because then I wouldn’t need to hide my flat chest under baggy t’shirts. I don’t remember the surgery at all. They gave me an anaesthetic and when I woke up, I actually looked down at my chest to check...as if I’d expected them to just appear. But I was still flat. And there was this weird pain below my stomach, like a dull ach y feeling. I told the doctor I felt empty, and he laughed. “You are,” he said. I didn’t get it... They let me go home the next day, but I wasn’t allowed to go back to school for three weeks, because I had to heal. The whole time I just felt numb and sad. When I eventually went back, everyone kept asking me where I’d been and if I was sick. One of the boys in my class came up to me and made a joke. He said, “We heard a rumour you were getting plastic surgery for your flat chest, but look at you...c learly not!” Then he laughed and walked away.
My Name Is A Bad Word! I Don't Like My Life
My Name Is A Bad Word! I Don't Like My Life
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My Dad Keep Sending Me crazy Texts!
My Dad Keep Sending Me crazy Texts!
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My Boyfriend Is Living Like A Baby Secretly
My Boyfriend Is Living Like A Baby Secretly
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My Mom Forces Me To Stream Online Every Moment In My Life
My Mom Forces Me To Stream Online Every Moment In My Life
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my dad Believes His The Real Son Of God
my dad Believes His The Real Son Of God
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I was walking out of class when I heard a group of my classmates freaking out up ahead. I assumed a fight had broken out or something, so I ran towards them to take a look. But as I got closer, I realised it was something much worse...They were actually panicking, like they’d seen something bad happen! I managed to squeeze through the group of people blocking the entrance, and what I saw outside was seriously disturbing. It was the most shocking scene... My Dad... there he was again, scamming people and claiming to be the real jesus christ . he was walking down the street barefoot carrying a giant wooden cross. I wanted the ground to swallow me up there and then...I was so humiliated! I couldn’t believe my dad would do all that for money! He wasn’t just walking though...oh no, he was also handing out flyers and blessing people as he walked by them. The boy who had been freaking out the most was now filming my dad. Give it an hour, and this would be all over the internet! I started to walk away from the door, praying that the boys wouldn’t turn around and see me. But it was too late. I was about halfway down the hall when one of them shouted in my direction, “Hey Eden, my girl! isn’t that your old man out there? What...does he think he’s Jesus or something?” I just ignored my classmate, and decided I had to do something. I ran out onto the street. I had never bunked off school in my life, but my dad was making a scene and I was so worried about him! I was crying as I ran towards him. He’d taken it too far now! This wasn’t ok!! I caught up with him and made him walk home with me. I was so embarrassed because he kept trying to hand out flyers and of course, he was carrying that gigantic cross. I just kept shouting at him, telling him to stop humiliating me and to maybe act normal for once and stop dressing like he was born 2,000 years ago! I didn’t even give him a chance to reply as we reached our house. I just stormed inside. But as I went through the door, I heard him say, “But I was born 2,000 years ago...”! He had seriously lost the plot. I went straight to my mom. I left dad on the porch and tried to get mom to come outside with me so I could show her the cross. My mom barely even looked up from the crossword puzzle she was doing. She was so used to my dad’s eccentric behavior that she didn’t even care. She didn’t even think there was anything wrong!! The whole time I was trying to get my mom to notice how weird dad was being, he was sitting on the porch with one of our elderly neighbors. Even from inside, I could hear him. He was chanting some kind of prayer about healing and our neighbor actually looked scared. I told dad dinner was ready so that he’d come inside and so our neighbour could get away. Our neighbor thanked me with his eyes and wandered off. But dad didn’t come in. He said he wasn’t hungry. Instead he said, “My food, said Jesus, is to do the will of him who sent me and to finish his work.” And it just went downhill from there... My dad has always been quite a religious man, but recently he started acting a bit crazy about the whole church thing. After going there so many times, he claimed said that he could feel the holy spirit entering him, and that he was meant to be the Jesus of the modern era. He’d really started to believe that according to him, he was Jesus Christ who’d come to save the youth from sin. My god!! This 43 year old grown ass man genuinely thought he WAS Jesus! Worst part was that many people actually believed him and he made a good chunk of money off of it. People would come and ask my dad to heal them. In fact, every weekend our front yard was full of people waiting in line to see my father, or should I say, Mr. christ. And mom didn’t exactly help the situation. It’s not like she encouraged dad’s behavior, but she let dad quit his job so he could focus his time on religious stuff. I wanted to shake my mom! Dad was as much responsible for this family, even though my dad was making tons of money, we had no idea where it went, as she was, and yet she just took it upon herself to support us all. And she was exhausted. She was like a zombie sat in front of the TV. I sat down next to her and was about to try to talk to her again, when my phone beeped. It was a Facebook notification for some event... I opened it up and couldn’t believe it! It was from my dad!! He’d set up a Facebook page and this event was open to anyone who wanted to come along and be baptized and be surrounded by the holy spirit for a 100$ each. And he’d actually had the cheek to invite me!! I got up to go and have a word with him, and that’s when I noticed one of the flyers he’d been handing out. It was for the event too! I was so angry I wanted to rip every last flyer up into shreds and throw them at him!!
I Am 14 And My Mom Is 78
I Am 14 And My Mom Is 78
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My Husband And Brother Are A Couple Now. WHAAATT!!
My Husband And Brother Are A Couple Now. WHAAATT!!
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I rushed home from university so that I could surprise my husband with dinner. As I drove onto our street, I noticed his car reversing out of the driveway and heading in the other direction. Hang on...why wasn’t he at work? He never got home before me! Curiosity got the better of me and instead of going home to cook, I decided to follow him. The whole time I was nervous incase he saw me. I found it hard to focus on the road. All these thoughts were running through my mind. I didn’t want to be a suspicious kind of wife, but he gave me no other choice. I had no idea what I’d do when he actually stopped driving. What was I even planning on saying to him? He stopped at a rundown car park, and I waited on the other side of the road to see where he went. I felt so sneaky!! I watched as he pulled a bag out the trunk, and then he walked towards an old hotel a few hundred meters down the road. My heart was pounding by this point. How could he do this?! We’d only been married 3 months and already he was having an affair with someone?! Who was this woman? I hoped she was ugly!!! I was about to get out of the car and confront him, when my phone beeped… Ashana baby, I have to work late tonight. Going to stay at the office. See you tomorrow! P.s don’t worry...I will go and eat something! LIAR!!!!! I ran towards the hotel entrance, but he was nowhere to be seen. I tried to control my breathing as I walked towards the receptionist. My voice was shaking as I said his name and waited to find out which room he’d gone to. It wasn’t exactly a fancy hotel, so the woman at reception didn’t even bat an eyelid. She just gave me a key, without even asking me for I.D. As I walked towards the elevator, I noticed how gross the hotel actually was. The wallpaper was peeling and the carpets were covered in dirty footprints. And the walls were paper thin. I could hear TVs blaring from some rooms, and near the end of the corridor someone was clearly having a big fight...In a few moments that would be me and my husband too. I gulped…I wasn’t ready for this. Divorced before the year was out...what would people say about me? And my family would be so embarrassed… I reached his room and took a breath. And then I heard something....Muffled voices. I put my ear up to the door, desperate to hear what this woman sounded like. I couldn’t take it any longer. I slid the key into the lock and burst the door open. At first I couldn’t see anything. There were no lights on. I just heard some scrambling from under the covers and then two heads popped out like meerkats. I almost screamed and stumbled back when I realised who it was. Light from the corridor was filtering in and I could just make out their faces. My husband was in bed with...MY BROTHER!! I just stared at them, my jaw hanging open. I didn’t understand. What was my brother doing there?? But then at the same time I felt this huge wave of relief wash over me when I realised there wasn’t another woman there!! So he wasn’t having an affair then!! My brother was the first to speak. He jumped out of the bed and said, “Uhm Ashana, what are u doing here sis?” I just stood there, and without even understanding why, tears started coming. I hadn’t realised how worked up I’d got on the drive over here. I hated that I’d been so suspicious of my husband! I could barely focus on what my brother was saying...something about how he’d been on a date and it had ended badly, so my husband had come to check he was OK. Huh? But then why were they in bed together? As my brother told me this, I looked to my husband with tears in my eyes. I’d thought he’d come over and hug me...I was crying after all, but he didn’t even get up. Whatever, I didn’t need him. I was better than this, I told myself. I wiped my face, and said I was going home. My husband got up after that, and said he’d meet me at home, and that he wouldn’t go back to work... On the drive home, I felt weird. It still didn’t really add up... My husband is definitely the one my brother would call if he was in a bad situation, because they’re best friends. That’s how I met my husband. Him and my brother met in high school and have been best friends ever since. I’d always had a crush on my husband, and my parents loved him so it seemed like the perfect match! And of course, I didn’t have to get my brother’s approval! So it all worked out. But that night I couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was more to it… My husband got home not long after me, and he seemed totally fine, like nothing had happened. So...maybe nothing had happened and I was just turning into one of those crazy, clingy wives that I’d dreaded becoming?! One thing was still bothering me though…
A Daily Pregnancy Test Is Our Family Tradition...
A Daily Pregnancy Test Is Our Family Tradition...
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I Brain Washed Mom To Be My Slave - part 1
I Brain Washed Mom To Be My Slave - part 1
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I Wish I Did Not Google My Dad
I Wish I Did Not Google My Dad
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I Woke Up during Surgery. The Doctors Ignored Me!
I Woke Up during Surgery. The Doctors Ignored Me!
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She told me to stand still and not make a sound
She told me to stand still and not make a sound
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i stole a pen from my teacher and found a secret message inside - part 2
i stole a pen from my teacher and found a secret message inside - part 2
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i was born and raised in prison - part 2 - last part
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i was born and raised in prison
i was born and raised in prison
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I'm In Love with My Husband's Lover
I'm In Love with My Husband's Lover
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I wish I never opened my stepmom's laptop
I wish I never opened my stepmom's laptop
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I was always a daddy’s girl growing up. My dad and I did everything together, but it got me to end up calling a stranger to our home just to get back at my stepmother! I can't remember exactly how my family imploded, but My mom found out my dad was having an affair with this woman, Helen. Then my dad left my mom for Helen. Then, worst of all, he proposed to Helen-before the divorce was even finalized! I was devastated. I knew I would never really trust my father again. I convinced myself that Helen had manipulated my dad-he never would have done this to my mom and me if she hadn’t sunk her claws into him. I hated her with every fiber of my being. I looked forward to the moment my dad would ask me to live with him after the divorce. I imagined all the ways I would tell him NO-that he was a liar, and I wouldn’t live with him for a million dollars. But he never asked, just accepted a custody deal where he got me every other weekend. I was stunned, and so hurt. He didn’t even want me? He would rather have Helen than his own daughter? My first few visits to his new house were awful. Being in the same room as Helen made me see red. She was loud, annoying, and took up all my dad’s attention. She would talk about all the bad Tinder dates she’d been on before she’d finally met my dad at the grocery store-like meeting a married guy and stealing him away from his family was cute. I wanted to find a way to get my dad to break up with her, and go back to being my dad. I was talking to my friend about the situation, and she had a great idea. She said I should reactivate Helen’s tinder profile and convince my dad she was unfaithful. That seemed like a great way both to get back at my dad, and to get Helen out of the picture! Getting into Helen's Tinder account wasn't hard. I knew her email, and she's the kind of person who uses the word “password” as her password. I made a few updates to her profile, posted some new pictures, and voila-within minutes she was getting messages from guys. Which I replied to. There was one guy, Bill, who really took a shining to “Helen.” I thought it was hilarious to flirt with him. He lived alone and seemed like a total weirdo. He wanted to meet in person, but I kept telling him I wasn’t ready yet. He said he understood, and he kept pouring his soul out to me. He said he felt like we were soulmates. I tried not to crack up. I felt like a spy! My friend asked why I kept checking my phone at lunch. I told her I was Tinder flirting with Bill. She was like, “okay, but weren't you just going to use this as a way to get your dad to break up with Helen? I mean, technically now you're catfishing.” “It was your idea!” I told her, a little hurt. “I know,” she said, “but you seem to be taking it really far.” Whatever. I loved this. Soon, I would make sure to leave “Helen’s” Tinder profile on the computer for my dad to discover. But one day, I logged on and I had a new message from Bill: if I don't meet you in person, I'm going to die, he said. I messaged back trying to make light of it, saying that I really needed to get to know somebody before I met with them. He replied: I'm across the street from you right now, lol. I freaked out! Was he serious? What are you talking about? I asked. He said, I did some research and I figured out where you live. Don't be afraid of your feelings, Helen. I need to see your beautiful face in person. Then I really freaked. Was he a serial killer? What had I done? And how was I going to fix this without my dad finding out? I peeked out the window-there was a car idling across the street! Heart pounding, I messaged Bill that I didn’t want to talk anymore. If you break up with me, he wrote back, I'll hurt myself. He couldn't be serious! We didn't even know each other. We weren't dating. We’d never even met in person! But I realized that this guy was actually crazy enough to do something terrible. I thought about calling my friend and asking advice, but I was still kind of hurt by her accusing me of catfishing. Bill said, I'm going to come to your door, unless you tell me not to. But if you tell me not to, maybe life is not worth living. I told myself to just tell him not to. His mental illness was not my problem. But what if you really did something to himself? And all because I had played a prank on him? It's over, I wrote. Don't contact me again. Too late, he answered. I started having a panic attack. My dad came in and found me shaking and in tears, and asked what was wrong. I didn't want to tell him, but somehow the whole story came pouring out. He immediately went outside. I went to the window, and saw him beside the car parked on the street. He was shouting at the driver, then trying to reach into the window. The car sped off, tires squealing.
I Got Rich Because I Picked Up a Rock On The Beach!
I Got Rich Because I Picked Up a Rock On The Beach!
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The sea was lapping at the sand and I could hear the waves roaring as they hit the shore. Birds tweeted and called around me while I walked down the beach on that warm, sunny morning. Everything was peaceful and tranquil as it always was when I took my early morning walk. Until suddenly it wasn’t! When I bent down to pick up a pretty piece of coral, my golden retriever named Rufus suddenly flew forward, snatching his lead out of my hand as he bolted ahead of me. I called his name so many times, but he didn’t come back! All of a sudden, he stopped and started staring down at something in the sand. He was snuffling and moving pebbles around with his nose. Then he started barking loudly and I was totally lost. I didn’t understand why my dog was barking like a mad man! I pinched myself just to check if I was dreaming since it seemed totally bizarre. Rufus was usually such a good boy, I didn’t understand why he was disobeying me all of a sudden! It wasn’t like this was an unusual thing for us to do, we went to the beach twice a day for walks every day! We would always walk down the sand together while I collected any pretty shells I found along the way. You see, I did this because my mom and I were desperate for any extra cash we could get. So, I started to make jewelry which I would then sell at the local market every Sunday. But we were already almost finished with our walk and I’d barely found anything good enough to use for that yet. It was really disappointing and I didn’t have time to deal with whatever issue Rufus suddenly decided to have! So, I ran forward and grabbed him by the collar. “What the hell, Rufus?” I asked before I looked down and noticed why he was acting so freaky. There was something huge poking out from the sand that Rufus had dug up. At first, I just wanted to pull him away and go home because it stunk so bad! It was like vomit mixed with garbage. I had to pinch my nose to keep me from barfing. “Come on, Rufus, let’s go,” I told him as I tried to tug him away again. But he wouldn’t budge! I sighed and shook my head. I moved away from the awful smell and decided to just let him have his fun and take him back once he got bored, but as time went on, Rufus didn’t give up and I really, really wanted to get home. “Fine, you win!” I told him as I walked back over to him. I decided to take it home with us so that Rufus could play with it and I could get back and get on with my homework. So, I took off my jacket and wrapped up the awful-smelling rock. It was stupidly heavy though and I could barely lift it, but eventually, I managed to tuck it into my bag. As soon as Rufus saw that I had the mysterious gray thing, he ran up to me and finally, I was able to get him home! I didn’t think too much about the rock after that. I stuck it out in our backyard where Rufus continued to sniff it and try to play with it for the rest of the day, but after that, it was pretty much gone from my head. It didn’t help that I had far worse things to worry about. Because six months earlier my dad had left my mom for another woman. He moved across the country and we hadn’t heard from him since! My mom and I couldn’t really afford the rent on my childhood home, so we were selling everything we owned to try and get the money every month. But we were running out of things to sell… The day after Rufus and I found that strange rock on the beach, my mom showed me a letter that made my blood run cold. It was an eviction notice. I couldn’t believe it. My heart felt like it shattered into a million pieces. Not only had I lost my father, but now, I was losing my home. My whole world felt like it was falling apart! Everything happened so quickly then. My mom and I had to pack up the little belongings we had left and found a shelter that had room to take us in. I know it seems stupid, but I brought the rock with me since my dog had been so fond of it! So all I had left in the world was my mom, my dog, some clothes, and this stupid rock! The shelter wasn’t exactly amazing, but it was nice to have a roof over our heads and somewhere comfortable to sleep. It beat sleeping on the streets, that’s for sure. The people there were super weird though. A lot of them clearly had mental health problems that they weren’t getting any help for. Sometimes, I woke up in the night to hear them screaming. But one day, an old man with a horrible cough stumbled into our room in the morning and stood there just staring down at my dog. I was super freaked out and cuddled up to my mom, waiting for him to leave, but he didn’t. “What are you staring at?” I asked him. He pointed down at the rock my dog was curled up with. I couldn’t believe that was what he was looking at. It was so stupid. I laughed. As a joke, I asked if he wanted to buy it from me. Straight away, the man’s eyes lit up and he started nodding. I thought he was just another crazy homeless guy, so I laughed and my mom did too, until he started getting angry at us.
I Hid In My BFF Room To Hear The Most Shocking Truth
I Hid In My BFF Room To Hear The Most Shocking Truth
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Everyone was trying to keep me away from the new boy, Nick. He was rumored to have a criminal record and had just been released from a juvenile detention center. But I didn’t believe the gossip. It's true that he looked a bit creepy and had his own clothing style- but wearing a black hoodie all the time doesn't mean you're a criminal! I actually felt sorry for him. Everyone was deliberately avoiding him so I decided to let him be my lab partner in chemistry class. He was friendlier than I thought and seemed harmless- at least with me. In fact, I started to like him. We even started walking to school together. But soon people started teasing me for hanging out with him. It’s really hard for a popular girl like me to hear her friends whispering her name in the hallway. They were saying things about me hanging around with ‘some freak’. I didn't want to lose my friends for a man I had just met, I had to put my reputation first. So I decided to end our friendship. I know it sounds selfish, but it would be better for us both. At lunch break I decided to make a scene. I waited for Nick to come and sit at the same table as me. As he was about to sit down I put my backpack on the seat and told him that he should find another table to sit at- away from me! I tried so hard to not make him feel weird, but Nick walked off looking so embarrassed and he whole hall laughed at him. I felt really bad. I told my best friend Claire and she told me not to worry. Claire and I have been friends for a year and I trust her more than anyone. Ever since she and her mum moved to the suburbs of the town, she’s been coming over to my house almost every day. Me and her have so much fun together and she even gets on well with my mum and dad. Especially my dad. Sometimes I think she gets on better with my dad than me. She always talks about how cool and funny he is. I thought for a while that she had a crush on him, but I was probably making a big deal out of nothing. It’s most likely she’s just jealous as she hasn’t got a dad of her own. Anyway, back to Nick. The next day I thought things would get back to normal but I then noticed Nick kept glaring at me in class. Maybe he was still upset with me, but I didn't want to ask. I didn’t want to be seen talking to him. That afternoon I was going to meet Clarie to hang out. I just needed to put some books away first. But when I got to my locker I saw it was unlocked. I knew I had locked it that morning. Someone must have broken in. But who could it be? I opened it up and looked inside. Everything looked the same as when I had left it. It was weird, what was the point of breaking in if they weren’t going to take anything? Are they trying to hassle me? Then I realised what was missing. It was a photograph of me and my Dad. I realised it must be Nick! That creep had broken into my locker and stolen a picture of me! When I told Claire she laughed and told me that I must have left it unlocked. But I wasn’t so sure. I couldn’t prove it was Nick, but I had the feeling it was. Over the next few days other strange things happened. I kept getting calls on my phone from an unknown number and when I answered there would just be someone breathing down the phone and they would hang up. Then I got in trouble at school for not completing my English homework. I knew I had put it in my teacher’s tray, so someone must have removed it so I would get into trouble. But the weirdest thing that happened was that I kept getting junk mail through the post and loads of emails from companies I had never even heard of. Someone must have been giving my details out just to bug me. It must have been Nick trying to get his revenge on me for embarrassing him. But I couldn’t prove it.I told Claire all this but she said that maybe they were all coincidences. Lots of people get junk mail and prank phone calls, right?But then something happened which proved it wasn’t all in my head. One night I tried to log onto instagram and saw that my password had been changed. My account had been hacked! I had a look at my account. Someone had changed my profile picture to one of a woman with makeup over her face, half dressed and falling over drunk. Someone had edited the face to look just like me! I was so upset. And there were other photos on my profile too, ones taken with my webcam without my knowledge. I called Claire in tears. I didn’t know what to do, so she reported my account so the pictures would be taken down. But before it was removed I saw all of the horrible comments from people at my school. I was so embarrassed. Now I had to convince everyone it wasn't me. Could you imagine being in such an awkward situation? The next night was the scariest incident by far. I had to stay late after school to finish an art project. By the time I left it was getting dark. As I walked home, I kept glancing behind me as I thought I heard someone near. Then I heard footsteps.
My missing sister from when she was 2 just showed up at our doorstep
My missing sister from when she was 2 just showed up at our doorstep
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I am 14 but my biological age is 63 (I am now losing my teeth)
I am 14 but my biological age is 63 (I am now losing my teeth)
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★ Thank you for your constant support and engagement! We have received many stories and are working on animating them ★ A PROFESSIONAL Voice Actor will record your story! We do everything to keep your identity private, unless you wish differently! ★ Subscribe MY STORY ANIMATED bit.ly/2FcPtwJ ★ send us your stories at [email protected] #MyStoryAnimated If you’d asked me if I ever thought I’d be sitting in a doctor’s clinic waiting to find out if I was pregnant or not, I’d have laughed in your face. No 14 year old ever wants to be in that kind of situation, and yet that’s exactly where I found myself. It was one of those bright spring days, and I had to look at my feet because the sun was shining directly into my eyes. And OK, I’ll admit it...I was nervous. I looked up, squinting slightly, and the doctor was standing there staring at me. He looked nervous too. Did that mean I really was pregnant? Sweat began to trickle down my back and I could feel my skin burning up. He asked me to follow him into the room, and without even looking at me, asked me to sit down. “Avril, I’m afraid I have some bad news…” Hot tears were prickling my eyes as he told me that. And then I was stopped in my tracks… “It appears that you are suffering from a rare hormonal disorder. Although you are only 14, according to your test results you are in fact biologically closer to the age of 63. What this means is that…” I didn’t hear anything else he said. What did he mean?! The room was spinning and I felt like I was going to pass out. 63?! 63 years old...Wait, did that mean I wasn’t pregnant? I must have started crying because the next thing I knew, the doctor was sitting next to me telling me it was going to be OK, and that there were researchers who specialised in this kind of disorder. I couldn’t believe I’d thought I was pregnant...when in fact, this was pretty much the opposite news!! He went on the explain that I’d basically undergone early menopause and that was why I was no longer getting my period and had been experiencing these hot flushes. Even at that moment as he told me all of this, I was experiencing my worst hot flush to date. I felt like someone had dipped me into a fire, that’s how much I was sweating and burning up. He told me I should have brought a parent or guardian with me because legally I couldn’t pick up the medicine he wanted to prescribe me without an adult. Everything he said to me was so confusing and all I wanted was to run away! Why couldn’t I be normal like every other girl my age?! It’s crazy when I think about it, because when I first got my period I thought I was dying! And I remember saying to my friend Jessie that I wished I would never have another one, that’s how painful it was! It felt like I was bleeding to death. And yet as I walked away from the doctor’s clinic, all I wanted was to get my period. Things could change so fast and I cursed myself for wishing them away like that!! Worse than hearing that I would never have children, was the fact I had to tell my mom. I mean, without her, I wouldn’t be able to get the hormone replacement pills, but what difference would they make anyway? I was a freak. How did my life come to this? A couple of months ago, I was just a normal teenage girl, complaining about school, crushing on boys and hanging out with my friends. And now I was some old woman trapped in a young girl’s body. Nothing could be worse than this, I told myself as I walked home, trying to drown out my feelings with loud music playing in my ears. And to think I’d been so naive to believe that I was pregnant?! I mean, get a grip Avril!! I had put off going to the doctor for so long because I was so paranoid about it. The weird symptoms I’d been having started about six months ago. At first my period disappeared, then I started sweating a lot and I could barely sleep because I just felt hot all the time, even in the middle of winter. I thought it was all in my head, but the more I thought about it, the more my body felt different inside. I stupidly mentioned it to Jessie one weekend when she was staying over, and she was like, “Avril, maybe you’re pregnant. My cousin told me this story where a girl went swimming with some boys and she got pregnant. Like, for reals!!” I just laughed, I mean, come on! No-one gets pregnant from that, right? Well, sooner or later I started to believe it. I Googled my symptoms and everything pointed to pregnancy. I didn’t want to go out and buy a test because I was sure the lady in the pharmacy would judge me, so that’s why I went to see the doctor. I don’t know what news I would have preferred...to be pregnant or this…?! When I got home, my mom’s car was in the driveway. I had to pretend I’d been at school, even though I’d snuck out at lunchtime for my appointment. I walked in, my heart pounding with fear. What if she could tell something was wrong?
The Police Accused Me Of Murder 16 Years Ago I Was 2
The Police Accused Me Of Murder 16 Years Ago I Was 2
3 mánuðum síðan
★ Thank you for your constant support and engagement! We have received many stories and are working on animating them ★ A PROFESSIONAL Voice Actor will record your story! We do everything to keep your identity private, unless you wish differently! ★ Subscribe MY STORY ANIMATED bit.ly/2FcPtwJ ★ send us your stories at [email protected] #MyStoryAnimated My mom and I were sitting in court, looking at the monster standing behind the bars. All I could feel was anger towards him. He’s a criminal and deserves everything that will happen to him. But my mom was sitting there crying out of pity for him. That’s because the monster is her husband and my dad. Because she loves him she couldn't help but feel sorry for him, even now. All her married life with him she has been a victim. But I don’t feel sorry for him. He deserves everything that he is going to get. I can say that what I found out later lead me to despise my own dad, who I can't call a dad anymore.. A few months ago my mom and dad were having a fight as usual. I had gotten so used to my dad screaming that I had forgotten what his smile even looked like. However, the way he was acting today was far worse than he had ever been. This time he wasn’t only yelling at my mom as he usually does, he was screaming at me too. He kept on screaming nonsense for almost an hour without stopping! In the end, he left the house and slammed the door shut so hard it almost broke. All of that anger and it was just over dinner! Mom had made him chicken and he wanted pork. But I was used to it, the smallest thing would set him off. He didn’t need much of an excuse to get angry and violent. My poor mom was left sitting on the floor crying. I sat beside her and hugged her. She didn’t deserve to be with a man like that. Even though he is my dad, I never loved him. For so long I tried to convince my mom to leave him but for some reason, she’d always get angry from that idea. She was convinced that deep down he was a good man and that he would change. So I had given up trying to convince her, I just wanted to protect her. However, that didn’t mean I didn’t want to find us a solution to save us from all this torture. I don’t know how I slept that night. All I knew was that after I passed out I dreamt of a warm home and a normal life. Though when I woke up, my dreams didn’t come true. I woke up to an even worse nightmare. My dad had came back home drunk. He was swaying from left to right and started smashing everything in sight. The sound made me come running out of my bedroom. I feared he might hurt my mom! But what I saw made my heartbreak. My mom was standing at the bottom of the stairs trying to stop my dad from getting to me. When she laid her eyes on me she started crying hysterically. She was afraid he’d hurt me. But once he saw me, he ran towards me like a maniac. Why was he acting like a crazy person? What did he want from me? I closed my eyes, scared he was going to hit me. But he didn’t. He just started shouting at me with a weird request. It was like my dad had completely lost his mind. He held me by the shoulders and with his other hand, he was holding a very small box. He looked me right in the eye and said: “your blue eyes aren’t fooling me, spit in this box.” I tried breaking free from his grasp but I didn’t succeed. He asked me again but this time louder: “Spit!” So I did. He left the house, slamming the door behind him, and my mom ran towards me and asked me if I was alright. I told her I was fine, but I really wasn’t! I had had enough of living in fear. I had no idea why he did all of this and truth be told I didn’t care. All I cared about was keeping this man away from me and my mom. My mom started tidying the house and clearing up everything he had smashed. I noticed something broken on the floor, it was a vase, smashed beyond repair. It had been my grandma’s and her mom's before and had been passed on to my mom. It was her most treasured possession and all she had of her family. Now it was broken and there was nothing left. I exploded with anger and told my mom that I had had enough. I was going to call the police and tell them everything! I wanted him to suffer, and to suffer for all that he had put me and mom through. But she started to shiver and the color from her face drained. She begged me not to and started to cry. Then she said something that really shocked me. She said that if anyone deserved to go to prison it was her! But… how? My mom is the kindest person you could ever meet. She would do anything for me and my dad and always had done. My mom was barely eighteen when she had me which caused my father to marry her and move into this home. It was left to my mom after her mother’s death. He didn’t have any money or a house of his own. Being young and pregnant she had no choice but to marry him. And ever since she had been putting up with his cruel and violent behaviour. How could this be her fault?
They Are Too Big, Nothing Can Hold Them!
They Are Too Big, Nothing Can Hold Them!
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A Spider Has Been Living In My Ear For Years
A Spider Has Been Living In My Ear For Years
3 mánuðum síðan
★ Thank you for your constant support and engagement! We have received many stories and are working on animating them ★ A PROFESSIONAL Voice Actor will record your story! We do everything to keep your identity private, unless you wish differently! ★ Subscribe MY STORY ANIMATED bit.ly/2FcPtwJ ★ send us your stories at [email protected] #MyStoryAnimated I lay on the hospital bed, ripping the skin from the side of my nails off as I waited for the examination to be over. It wasn’t exactly the most comfortable thing I’d experienced in my life! I just wanted to know what was wrong with me! Suddenly, I heard a gasp and then a thumping sound, like a body hitting the floor. I couldn’t move because there was a camera in my ear, but I managed to look over the side of the bed to see that it was indeed a body that had hit the floor. The sweet nurse who had brought me water and made sure I was OK, was clearly not OK herself...she was lying on the floor, passed out. I looked at the doctor and she looked like she’d seen a ghost. She was as pale as the nurse, and was gripping onto the bed. She pressed the emergency alarm button and that’s when the panic really hit me...Was this an emergency because of the nurse who’d just fainted...or was it because of me?? I waited a long time before finally giving in and booking a doctor’s appointment. I don’t know if you realise what it’s like to wake up every day with a headache, which as the day goes on just gets progressively worse and worse. I couldn’t take it anymore!!!! Sometimes it was so bad it felt like something was living inside my head…And there were even some strange sounds that I’d constantly hear...like a rustling sound... On the day of our final SAT exams, I was sat in the hall trying to figure out a math equation. The pain was so bad, it actually felt like the big clock on the wall was ticking like a time bomb inside my brain! I took headache tablets everyday to try and get rid of the pain, but I didn’t have any on me. They weren’t allowed in the exam hall. That day was probably the most pain I’d ever been in, but there was nothing I could do! It was the final exam, so I could hardly just walk out. Up until that point, the headaches had been accompanied by this weird, crawling feeling in my left ear. I kept thinking it was water, and I’d tilt my head every time I came out of the shower and try and empty out any leftover water. But the feeling remained. It was pretty itchy and it was always worse whenever I moved. If I stood still or lay down, it wouldn’t feel so strange. That’s why I assumed it was water, or wax. But the headaches...believe me, you’ve never felt anything like it! And that day was the worst one yet! I decided I had to leave the hall because it was either that or I’d throw up everywhere and I would never live that down!! I got up to leave and I could just make out the door in the distance, but I never reached it. I must have blacked out because the next thing I knew I was sitting in the nurse’s room and she was telling me that I really needed to get help...She was no stranger to my headaches. I was probably her most frequent patient and she even offered to help me contact a specialist about it. I told her it was fine, and I’d get my mom to make the call for me. I stayed there in the nurse’s room for the next few hours, but I knew deep down I had to do something. I couldn’t live like this anymore. It wasn’t normal!! But I was scared...scared that the doctor would tell me I had a brain tumor or some rare disease… That night I couldn’t get the nurse’s voice out of my head. I realised it was only going to get worse if I didn’t seek proper medical help. So that’s how I found myself lying on the bed in the hospital with an ear nose and throat specialist staring in shock at what she saw on the screen, and a nurse passed out next to me. “Um, doctor...what’s going on?” I managed to say in a quiet voice. She stared at me, shock and fear written all across her face. Nothing...and I mean NOTHING could prepare me for what she told me next. She looked at me and tried to smile in a professional manner. Then she told me what was wrong with me… There was a spider living inside my ear!!!! Now I’m not one of those people who has a major phobia of spiders or anything, but this news hit me like a ton of bricks. A spider was living in my ear!!!!! I probably would have thought the doctor was joking if it weren’t for the fact that the nurse had properly passed out from shock. At that exact moment, a few other doctors and nurses came running into the room and one of the nurses actually ran straight back out as soon as she saw what was on the screen. She actually screamed! Like seriously! What was wrong with these people? They weren’t even the one with the spider in their ear!!
I regret having my private part pierced, it went so wrong!
I regret having my private part pierced, it went so wrong!
3 mánuðum síðan
★ Thank you for your constant support and engagement! We have received many stories and are working on animating them ★ A PROFESSIONAL Voice Actor will record your story! We do everything to keep your identity private, unless you wish differently! ★ Subscribe MY STORY ANIMATED bit.ly/2FcPtwJ ★ send us your stories at [email protected] #MyStoryAnimated I recently got a new piercing, but hang on...not your typical kind. I had been thinking about this type of piercing for so long because I thought it looked really cool. Although, I never thought I'd actually go through with it because I’ve always been afraid of piercings! But what changed my mind was my friend Jessica, who got hers pierced and convinced me that it didn't hurt and that it's totally worth it! So, I ended up going with her to the same salon she’d gotten hers done in, and I can’t even begin to explain the amount of adrenaline I felt! I just couldn’t believe I was actually doing it! But of course, I made Jessica promise not to tell anyone about it, because the truth is, I was kinda embarrassed about it, especially as my parents are like super religious and traditional. You see, I’ve always been the black sheep of the family. In my opinion, life is all about having fun and we don’t need to be so uptight about things. This has, of course, led to a lot of fights with my parents who totally don’t believe in living life the way I do. It’s not my fault though! I mean seriously they are just impossible to deal with!! Can you believe that this one time my dad grounded me for a whole day just because I got a fake tattoo on my arm?! (animator: should be something innocent like a flower). Anyway, you guys must understand that when you have parents like that, your life becomes kinda like a prison and you just want to break free. That was actually what encouraged me even more to go ahead and get a nipple piercing! It’s not like they’d ever find out about it, right?! Well, that didn’t end up being the case. Let’s just say...things didn’t exactly go according to plan. In fact, pretty much the worst-case scenario that could ever happen, happened! And it ended up getting me in deep, deep trouble! Ok, so here’s the deal...that first day that I got the piercing, things were all good. It hurt a little bit, but I was fine with it. I think I was too excited and just blocked out the pain. But the following day, something felt terribly wrong, and that’s when I began to seriously regret this stupid thing I’d done! I woke up that morning to unbearable pain in my breast. It felt like my skin had been cut wide open and every time I touched the piercing, I screamed in pain. I frantically called Jessica to ask her what I should do, and she said that this was just normal and that it had happened to her too. “You just have to be patient. It will hurt for about a week, but then you’ll feel fine again,” she assured me. So then I tried my best to ignore the pain and just carry on with life. However, I couldn’t ignore it for long, because pretty quickly, it started to swell up really bad! I called Jessica again and told her that I wanted to take it out, but then she warned me that it wasn’t a good idea to remove it as I’d be left with a horrible scar that would never go away! She told me to chill out, and said the pain was normal, and that all I needed to do was clean it so that it didn’t get infected. So, that’s what I did. I started cleaning it every couple of hours with soup and water. The cold water made it feel better, and I used some ice too. “Why are you running to the bathroom every couple of minutes?” my mom stopped me as I was running to clean it. “Ummm well, I think I ate something bad and I'm not feeling great,” I told her. Because I’d replied so quickly, my mom didn’t think much of it and told me to drink some tea and feel better soon. I hurried back into the bathroom to take a look, and it seemed like things were getting even worse. It was beyond painful now! In that moment, I realised that asking Jessica for advice was useless! She had no idea about the pain I was going through, and I needed someone who actually understood what was going on to tell me what to do! But who?! I mean, this was obviously a big secret that only Jessica knew about, and there was no way I was going to ask my parents for help! They would totally kill me!! The only thing I could do was go online and read all about nipple piercings. And to my complete and utter shock, everything I was doing was in fact wrong! Nothing Jessica had said was
i started an illegal business at school. my teacher joined!
i started an illegal business at school. my teacher joined!
3 mánuðum síðan
★ Thank you for your constant support and engagement! We have received many stories and are working on animating them ★ A PROFESSIONAL Voice Actor will record your story! We do everything to keep your identity private, unless you wish differently! ★ Subscribe MY STORY ANIMATED bit.ly/2FcPtwJ #MyStoryAnimated I was so scared as I got up and walked towards the front of the class. It was silly really, no one would know that I was doing anything wrong. But I felt like all eyes were watching me. I got to the front of the class where Mrs Hooper was sitting behind her desk, marking work. I hesitated amoment too long. She looked up at me and asked if anything was wrong. I lied and said no. Then I dropped my essay into the tray on her desk and walked away. I knew that this could be the moment that changed my life. I would either get a great grade, or expelled.I suppose I should tell you why I was so worried, just about handing an essay in. I’m Hayley andI’m 15 and to be honest I have never been that great at school. I mean, I’m good at some thingslike gym and football and..... eating lunch, does that count? Yeah I know it doesn’t really. What I’m trying to say is that I’m not great at the academic stuff.This year I’m finding really hard, especially as Mrs Hooper as my English teacher. She gives mesuch a hard time. It’s not my fault her lessons are so boring I can’t concentrate. But she is failingme and said last week that if I get another bad grade I might have to retake the whole school year!Another year at school? No. Way. I had to do something.I knew that I couldn’t turn my grades around by studying so I turned to google. It turns out online there are so many websites for buying essays. You can buy ones which are already written or you can pay someone to write one especially for you. After a lot of research I found someone to write my essay for me. She promised it would only take two days. I asked hernot to make it too good, as that would give it away as not being me. A ‘B’ grade would be fine. So that was why I was so nervous about handing in my essay to Mrs Hooper. It wasn’t really mywork. But it was done now.Two days later I got the essay back. It took me a minute to get the courage to look. When I saw it she had graded it a ‘B’ and written ‘Great effort Hayley. Well done.’It was so easy I decided to do it for all of my essays. I bought another couple from the same woman, then I decided that my English had improved and asked her to provide an ‘A’ grade essays. By now my friends had started to notice and were getting really jealous of my grades. I told them I was doing well as I was spending my evenings revising. But my best friend Luke knows me well enough to know that I spend my time playing football or on my Xbox, definitely not revising. In the end I confessed to him what I had done. He was so impressed that he begged me to put him in contact with my seller. I refused at first, but then I thought I could make some money from this. So I told Luke that I would get his essay written for him, but he had to pay me and I would get it. I charged him enough that I made myself a profit. Clever, huh? The next day after school two of my other friends came up to me and asked me for essays. It turns out that Luke can’t keep a secret and told them! I was worried that I would get found out, but then I thought I can make more money from this. So I told them I would sell them essays, but for more money than I charged Luke. They grumbled at first, but then I told them it was that or nothing and they paid up. After a couple of weeks I was selling essays to almost ten students. I was making enough profit to buy new games whenever I wanted. It was a good job I wasn’t having to study, as my new business was taking up a lot of my time. We got into a routine of meeting on a Friday lunchtime for me to take their orders and get their money. We did this for a few weeks and it was going well. Then one day it all went wrong. I had taken everyone's money and everyone had gone when I heard someone come into the room. I thought it was a late student wanting to buy an essay, so I asked them what they wanted to buy.But they didn't respond. They just cleared their throat just like an adult. Then I realised it was an adult! I turned around and saw it was Mrs Hooper! Her arms were folded and she looked really angry. I jumped up but dropped my envelope of money on the floor. It went everywhere. I pickedit all up and made up some lame excuse about the money being for my lunch.But Mrs Hooper didn’t buy it. In fact, she told me that she knew exactly what I was doing. She said that she wanted a list of every student who was buying essays and she wanted details of the website I was buying them from. She said that if I did this for her then I might get off with justa warning. If not she would make sure that I was expelled.
My BFF Revealed My Deepest Secret - Part 2
My BFF Revealed My Deepest Secret - Part 2
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I Woke Up In The Woods With No Clothes And Alone on A  trip
I Woke Up In The Woods With No Clothes And Alone on A trip
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the window broke and then i saw blood
the window broke and then i saw blood
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I wish dad never let me go on an airplane
I wish dad never let me go on an airplane
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My Mom Left Me To Die In The Middle Of The Ocean
My Mom Left Me To Die In The Middle Of The Ocean
4 mánuðum síðan
I was having the best vacation of my life before I ended up alone in the middle of the ocean. Now, you might wonder how the heck a person would end up lost in the middle of the ocean on a family vacation? Well, you can say that my luck isn't exactly typical. Before everything had escalated to this, I was planning a trip with both of my parents to the Caribbean islands. You see, my family is kinda rich, the kind that can afford to rent out a private jet when they go on vacations, and that’s exactly what we did.On the first of October, we packed our stuff and were ready to enjoy an adventurous weekend. I didn’t pack much, in fact, I didn't need much, just some clothes and my special parachute suite, which I always take with me on every vacation if I ever feel like parachuting. I could honestly tell you guys that parachuting is the thing that gets me excited the most, the sensation flying in the air can’t be compared to any other feeling in the world.In most cases, my father jumps with me and we land together on the island. However, this time, things kinda took a different turn. As I was getting ready to jump, I stood near the door of the jet waiting for my father, as he was getting ready to join. When I looked down, I could see that we were almost near the land and I was getting really excited to jump, the view looked so amazing, so I took out my phone from my jacket pocket and took a picture. But that’s when something happened that took me off guard. My phone slipped from my hand and I quickly leaned forward without thinking, hoping I would catch it. You could probably assume that at that point, what I did was very stupid because it had caused me to lose my balance and trip off the jet.OH MY GOD! I couldn't believe that this was actually happening to me at the moment. Everything was so quick that I couldn't even utter a word or screamfor help, and I started falling as I heard my parents screaming my name! I took a deep breath to calm myself down, and I just thought that I’ll do what I always do,except that this time, I was gonna land without my father.About ten sends later the automatic parachute went off, which meant that something was wrong. It must have been the way I feel out of the jet, I thought. It was going too fast and I did not jump correctly. I was heading towards the earth without any idea where I might land. But when I looked underneath, all I could see was water everything. I honestly wasn’t sure if I'd land in the sea, but I was hoping I wouldn't. Because it was gonna be a big problem.Before I knew it, I had hit the ocean, I had to act fast to avoid drowning. I remembered the instructions that said that if you land in the water, you must getyour chest strap off to take the gear off quickly and swim beneath the parachute.Even though I was panicking like crazy, I tried to calm myself down because I really needed to focus on what I was doing, otherwise, I won't survive. It took me a while before I managed to focus on the way I was swimming. I was honestly scared to death that my feet would get tangled up in the parachute and drown me with it.When I looked around me, all I saw was water. No ships, no land, no people. Nothing. I took my shoes off to help ease my movement, and I swam around towards where I thought could be the way to the island, but I realized after a while that there was no way for me to know I was swimming in the right direction.At that moment I started realizing that I was in much bigger trouble than I thought I was in. I can't even describe the feeling I had, I have never been more scared in my entire life. My body was tired, swimming started to become exhausting, and I honestly wondered whether that was gonna be my last day alive.Then a thought hit me. I remembered all of the adventures I'd taken with my parents and how there was a lot of hard times. At that moment, I knew that feeling sorry for myself wasn’t going to get me anywhere. I needed to fight to stay alive. I never thought I would be put in that kind of situation, well to be fair, there were times that it passed my mind. Though I think everyone has those kinds of “worse case scenario” thoughts but never did I think of that.I thought about all of the best ways to retain my energy. My biggest problem was that my body felt like lead. I didn’t want to push myself too hard and sink to the bottom. So, I decided to float for a while. However, with more time to think, more bad thoughts kept coming to mind.
Try Not To Cry While watching These 3 Heartbreaking Stories
Try Not To Cry While watching These 3 Heartbreaking Stories
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I found out why my mother keeps losing her underwear
I found out why my mother keeps losing her underwear
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The police found something worth millions in my bag, OMG!
The police found something worth millions in my bag, OMG!
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My BFF Revealed My Deepest Secret
My BFF Revealed My Deepest Secret
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My Kidnappers Refused To Reveal What They Did To My Body
My Kidnappers Refused To Reveal What They Did To My Body
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I Found out what my grandma do in her secret room, she made $$$
I Found out what my grandma do in her secret room, she made $$$
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I Had To Stop The Kardashians From Destroying My Family
I Had To Stop The Kardashians From Destroying My Family
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I have been in a coma for years, i could hear everything - part 2
I have been in a coma for years, i could hear everything - part 2
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『Peachy 』
『Peachy 』 - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Her name is anjme. And she goes to ouran high school
Dwq Fwar
Dwq Fwar - 8 klukkustundum síðan
5:38 he looks like Brock from pokemon xD
Josh Rodriguez
Josh Rodriguez - 8 klukkustundum síðan
I almost got eaten by my kitty 😂
Xdsrakond
Xdsrakond - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Locker bigger than my room WTF
Alex BBW
Alex BBW - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Memes
UwU Lazu
UwU Lazu - 8 klukkustundum síðan
0:29 Gacha life background?
Gacha Leah
Gacha Leah - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Hi I'm anime... Hi I'm Leah. But it says your name is sam
Fortnite MF
Fortnite MF - 8 klukkustundum síðan
I’m confused she says was it Ben like she new someone was stalking her but just didn’t know who it was
ProMatthew 007
ProMatthew 007 - 8 klukkustundum síðan
What a bloody twist
Savannah Tracy
Savannah Tracy - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Is it me or does her name sound like anime
Wolfie and Foxy Playz
Wolfie and Foxy Playz - 8 klukkustundum síðan
I think John is transgender Or he has a sister who took a test and John saw it then his gf saw it and was like wut the frack (me looking at the title)
Krys Rod
Krys Rod - 8 klukkustundum síðan
She's a whore😠
Dumbo_1604x owo
Dumbo_1604x owo - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Next story: I got my alien pregnant
Saar_kk
Saar_kk - 8 klukkustundum síðan
I’m almost 15 and is still haven’t got it ...
Cruchty Low
Cruchty Low - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Bruh tf
Britney Malcolm
Britney Malcolm - 8 klukkustundum síðan
you should tall him
Kirito03060304gaming lol
Kirito03060304gaming lol - 8 klukkustundum síðan
hey i am danny what i didnt tell you i am a crazy b*tch
Cindy Obure
Cindy Obure - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Mery you own wumen
bts fan
bts fan - 8 klukkustundum síðan
So fucking fast
Ty Orange777
Ty Orange777 - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Ok so yea her boss was kinda a jerk for stealing the idea without credit but she LITERALLY WAS SUCH DOUCHE. Yea the stuff he was into was weird but like she let him live his life and the she laughed at WHO HES INTO like that’s fucked. She did apologize at the end but dam that’s still fucked. But I really hope this story isn’t true cause if it is she’s a really bad person for this shit
What’s Gucci Pucci? Jah
What’s Gucci Pucci? Jah - 8 klukkustundum síðan
My dude has balls cancer
smile in nature
smile in nature - 8 klukkustundum síðan
But my cousin sisters baby got beaten up by a stick and got scared by her parents and she would be beaten up for putting fingers in her mouth and even for watching cartoons
Its Kendallm
Its Kendallm - 8 klukkustundum síðan
???? slap ?????
100 Subscribers without any videos challenge
100 Subscribers without any videos challenge - 8 klukkustundum síðan
USE ME AS A ‘WTF’ BUTTON ⬇️
LUKACOOLTV's_ YT_
LUKACOOLTV's_ YT_ - 8 klukkustundum síðan
5:00 what was that fuking smile
Debbie brook
Debbie brook - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Klop tog idnih
freshiElderlyVloggerTV
freshiElderlyVloggerTV - 8 klukkustundum síðan
She deserved it how could she just leave his boyfriend and ignore him like that for days without saying anything of course things are gonna go wrong.
Cloudy Gacha
Cloudy Gacha - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Her: it’s not my fault I have perfect skin and know how to dress and my hair is Blond and green eyes Me as a 11 yr old always wearing hoodies and sweat pants with pimples and brown hair and blue eyes Also me: I’mma start dressing better and start cleaning my face. Me still wears hoodies but skinny jeans
Elin Babri
Elin Babri - 8 klukkustundum síðan
You kan hawa noter priti face. BUT not so Priti
Not Naosen
Not Naosen - 8 klukkustundum síðan
bruh liar her dad did not passed out when he saw her boyfriend
Princess Ornelas
Princess Ornelas - 8 klukkustundum síðan
The fact the Shakespeare is the last name. It’s William Shakespeare **face palm**
Lind
Lind - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Karma for the brother ho GOT uncocness after laughthing
Jaycee Takes Flyte
Jaycee Takes Flyte - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Next title: My zoo animals are really my siblings!!😂😂
Marion Glankheet
Marion Glankheet - 8 klukkustundum síðan
Pls dutch subtitels
ROSIE NICOLE BOLANOS ROSAS
ROSIE NICOLE BOLANOS ROSAS - 8 klukkustundum síðan
omg nees touching so so hot😂😂
Lazari TheDemon
Lazari TheDemon - 8 klukkustundum síðan
My cousin is living with us and he has 4 tarantulas ...i don't let him into my room until he locks them into their terrarium because i am arachnofobian and i am terribly afraid of them😅😅😅
Lil Kook
Lil Kook - 8 klukkustundum síðan
I ate my boyfriend
Lil Kook
Lil Kook - 8 klukkustundum síðan
It’s longerrrrrr
Lil Kook
Lil Kook - 8 klukkustundum síðan
I love cookiessssssss
Anonymous Source
Anonymous Source - 8 klukkustundum síðan
nobody handcuffs a random girl at school
Ateeb Taseer
Ateeb Taseer - 8 klukkustundum síðan
A girls wonder story
Jasmines Vlogs
Jasmines Vlogs - 9 klukkustundum síðan
2:45 why is he flying,.......
kpop for life
kpop for life - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Wow she deserves all this...
deadeyersa
deadeyersa - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Cool I love snakes
Nawal Mohamed
Nawal Mohamed - 9 klukkustundum síðan
“She has the most gorgeous eyes” and then has green eyes
Kimberly March
Kimberly March - 9 klukkustundum síðan
She got her father’s last name so how does she have mother parents last name
Dallas the gamer 10
Dallas the gamer 10 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
So your proud of how well you can steal
Its Kendallm
Its Kendallm - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Hi I’m apple
Dodo Dxb
Dodo Dxb - 9 klukkustundum síðan
I GoT PrEGneNT FrOm SwIMmInG What the story should actually be called I ThOugH I waS PRegnANt fROm SWIMMInG
Berge Sørstrønen
Berge Sørstrønen - 9 klukkustundum síðan
You guys see the the batman in the Window 🤣🤣
harjit hundal hundal
harjit hundal hundal - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Her mum is sexist 😡😡😡
Erika Horvathova
Erika Horvathova - 9 klukkustundum síðan
I'm not normally I just person but I really don't like this girl because she wouldn't do that if she really loved the younger brother but yet she still cheated on him and then got mad at the older brother for doing the same thing she did
Ulrik10
Ulrik10 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Fuck You Adam
Niveah Alexandria
Niveah Alexandria - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Wtf 😂
Carolann Muir
Carolann Muir - 9 klukkustundum síðan
reverse the rolls and BOOM LAWSUIT
HeyImAretz
HeyImAretz - 9 klukkustundum síðan
I feel bad
buckybarnes_ 3000
buckybarnes_ 3000 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Psychiatrist has pink eyes?! I'm scared...
Nasriin Gurey
Nasriin Gurey - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Don’t do that to a old lady. She’s harmless
Somee Singh
Somee Singh - 9 klukkustundum síðan
So you're a bully and you think this Jonathan guy was somehow the bad guy? That's funny. Every bully I have met thinks like that. It's funny as long as it doesn't happen to you.
Elisha Okojiie
Elisha Okojiie - 9 klukkustundum síðan
How do you share your story ?
vertecc
vertecc - 9 klukkustundum síðan
they both sick
Nicole Bordenca
Nicole Bordenca - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Ok I know its normal for these stories to be exaggerated and unrealistic but this one is ridiculous. If he is non verbal autistic he is unable to communicate so getting married is not possible..di some research before you make this garbage
Ulrik10
Ulrik10 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Fuqing tell him right now boss its the best for ya
Bethlehem
Bethlehem - 9 klukkustundum síðan
9:25 The Grandma looks like Donald Trump.
Gulshon Majhi
Gulshon Majhi - 9 klukkustundum síðan
WTF selfish 😠😠
Elaina _ VB05
Elaina _ VB05 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Bro she really dragged her fiancee by saying he wasnt good looking or good in bed lmao.
Wijdane Benzimoun
Wijdane Benzimoun - 9 klukkustundum síðan
1:40 ok that scared the shit out of me😬
RobloxHannah xX
RobloxHannah xX - 9 klukkustundum síðan
My brother is autistic to and it’s hard but I think I can get through it maybe
Trexons
Trexons - 9 klukkustundum síðan
2:47 didn't you say, that you have the anetsthetic on?
Benny Helps
Benny Helps - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Oh yeah yeah
its_curry gacha
its_curry gacha - 9 klukkustundum síðan
The title is so clickbait
itzbrad 752
itzbrad 752 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Bro how do these get so many views
The Joker
The Joker - 9 klukkustundum síðan
They made a bonus story to make the video 10 minutes
Dalia Murphy
Dalia Murphy - 9 klukkustundum síðan
*Next is gonna be:* *I lost my heart*
Barbora Breza
Barbora Breza - 9 klukkustundum síðan
I hope you stay in prison
__.summer.dream.__ covers
__.summer.dream.__ covers - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Beauty means nothing when u have a ugly heart
Sierra Paul
Sierra Paul - 9 klukkustundum síðan
My mom and dad got in a HUGE fit and my older brother was upset, my little brother was sobbing, my mom was cleaning and trying to act normal, I was trying to figure out why my mom and dad fought in the middle of the night, and my dad was at a friends house trying to get some sleep and think things over and figure out a way to make it up to her but I couldn’t sleep because I was so scared that my parents would get a divorce (I thought this because my parents have never fought like that before) but luckily they never got a divorce and never will, atleast I hope.
Diyan Khan
Diyan Khan - 9 klukkustundum síðan
8:57 did I just see earth with rings on it😂
travelingjohn69
travelingjohn69 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
I don't mind girls with small breasts. Long as she's cute and not fat that's what counts.
WaffleQq
WaffleQq - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Who noticed that almost everyone's eyes are black
Beautiful Times
Beautiful Times - 9 klukkustundum síðan
2:53 I never laughed so much
Haris boi
Haris boi - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Why is she talking so fast?
Serta1nlyC00k1e
Serta1nlyC00k1e - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Uh........there’s ppl dying
Pleb Salmon
Pleb Salmon - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Why was there a ring around the moon
Asievu
Asievu - 9 klukkustundum síðan
I guess that not even this girl having a crush was real.
Lol Lol
Lol Lol - 9 klukkustundum síðan
“Blonde hair and blue eyes” Jessie has pink hair and green eyes OkAy tHeN
travelingjohn69
travelingjohn69 - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Your dad should be fired & go to jail for 2yrs, and you get his job as a cop. He put people in jail who stole to feed their children. A cop shouldn't get special treatment. I'm fine with the crowd funding to save your brother. But he could've done that at first and solved everything.
Aela Wilthew
Aela Wilthew - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Wait how come the dad is back …
Ahmed Ahmed
Ahmed Ahmed - 9 klukkustundum síðan
0:00 *I FELL IN LOVE WITH MY MOMS BOYFRIEND* lolololol 😆
LEAH
LEAH - 9 klukkustundum síðan
they really just passed the epic cringe-
Banalphin
Banalphin - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Honestly I have no idea what to scare haha it's a bunch of mixed emotions with this story, the crush, the stalking, the kidnapping, the fainting feelings again, like I never heard such a story before lol but it wins the most interesting of the month with me lol
Shesh
Shesh - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Lmaoo. If this was a Final Destination movie, a huge truck would come out of nowhere and hit them. Instant Kill at 18
Ruby And Dexter
Ruby And Dexter - 9 klukkustundum síðan
I’m Austic
K-pop fangirl
K-pop fangirl - 9 klukkustundum síðan
-_- that story will not help me you make the stories only for million and million subscribers
Yami
Yami - 9 klukkustundum síðan
when I saw thumbnail I thought that the boys are gay and yeah...
Ale Gabi
Ale Gabi - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Soooo, on the thumbnail it says that the room is the teacher's and the title says that it is the friend's room
zaw zaw
zaw zaw - 9 klukkustundum síðan
What happened? I don't understand anything 😫Sorry but there is no meaning I've got disappointed
BahBahJager
BahBahJager - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Weak asf Karma’s a bitch!
Jacandra Haser
Jacandra Haser - 9 klukkustundum síðan
Why didn't he bang her is it illegal?
EclipseTrips
EclipseTrips - 9 klukkustundum síðan
He is her crush She doesn't know he is her brother. He is her brother. If he is her brother that means he and she lives in the same house Why did he kidnap her Why did she ask about his parents Arent ben's parents her parents too? Hmmm this story has too many flaws