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Online SADI remember the first times I had panic attacks. The things that were said on my stories on fanfiction. They were small panic attacks. This was before I knew I had anxiety. Sometimes when I read them I wanted to give up.
I had another panic attack there too. This girl thought I stole her characters. Luddy was a girl back then and was named Melodie. Cadenza was named Harmony. She thought I stole them because they were Ludwig's twin daughters, and she made twin girls for him with the same names, except Melodie was spelled differently. Jackie's name was originally Jessy and she thought I got it from her user name back then. She started yelling at me in a PM and I changed my characters.
I'm barely on there now and stay here. Even though we settled it, I'm still afraid to talk to her. I had a few small panic attacks here too. They were insults on my art. But the first time I had a panic attack here was when someone made a journal right after I said my opinion about Obama. I had to leave for
My Friends"Hi TJ!" A boy with blonde hair said.
"Hey Peter." TJ smiled.
"How are you?" He asked.
"Annoyed. I'm still getting bullied and people are making my SAD worse and worse every day." She replied.
"That sucks." Peter said.
"Yeah. I wish-"
"TJ?" TJ snapped back to reality and looked at her sister.
"Yes?" She said.
"Are you ok?" Her sister asked.
"Yeah. I was just thinking about something." TJ replied.
"Oh ok." Her sister said and watched TV. TJ sighed, put her head down, and went back to daydreaming.
"Hey Imani." TJ greeted.
"Hiya TJ!" Imani said.
"How are you today?" TJ asked.
"I'm good. You?" Imani said.
"I'm ok." TJ replied. Imani smiled and hugged her. TJ hugged back.
"I love talking to you guys." TJ said.
"It's fun talking to you." Imani smiled.
"I wish everyone else could be nice as you guys." TJ said.
"I'm sure there are some people like me and Peter." Imani replied.
"There's not a lot though." TJ said.
The way we Live ch3"Tamika"
"Tamika, you have to eat something!" Taylor said.
"No! If I eat, I'll only get fatter!" She said.
"You're not fat!" I said.
"Yes I am!" She replied. I wish she would listen to us. Ever since she was little, people have been bullying her and saying she was fat and ugly. Now she has bulimia and won't eat anything.
"I'm already ugly. If I get fatter, guys really won't like me." She said.
"You're not fat." I told her.
"And you're not ugly. You're very pretty." Taylor said.
"Yeah right. And guys like me." Tamika rolled her eyes. I sighed.
"Tamika, you need help." I said.
"No I don't." Tamika replied.
"Yes you do! If you keep doing this, you'll just get worse!" Taylor said.
"If I keep doing this, I'll be skinny and guys will love me." She said. Taylor sighed.
"We really need to get her some help." She told me.
"Yeah." I said.
Megan *preview*Hi. My name is Megan. I'm 20 years old. I lived in New York since I was little. I hate it here.
Ever since I was little, my parents abused me. Well, mostly my dad. I don't know why my mom was even with him. He used to hit us and yell at us. When I was four, my dad raped me.
My mom didn't do anything when she found out. He raped me again when I was eleven. I was raped again when I was walking home from school. When I was 15, I met a guy named Matt. I thought he was different, but I was wrong.
Matt was just like my dad. He abused me and yelled at me too. He raped me and got me pregnant, but I lost the baby. I'm glad I left him. He's in jail now.
But now I'm a prostitute. This is how I'm dealing with being raped my whole life. I don't know why I don't stop. I want to. I wish there was someone that could help me.
Great, I have another customer.
The way we Live ch2"Brown eyes"
My mother died when I was little so I don't remember her that much. But I do remember some things. She had brown hair. Almost as long as mine. I also remember her eyes.
Her eyes were brown like mine. Big brown eyes. They were soft and gentle. Her eyes were bright. I think they had tones of amber too. Her eyes were beautiful.
I remember a time when her and my dad were arguing. I think he was drunk that day. I remember he hit her. The look in her eyes and what he did scared me. My mother's eyes were brown, soft, gentle, and full of love. And fear.
The way we Live ch1"Love has no color"
My aunt Kiara and uncle David have been married for a few years now. They look so cute together. They met when they were in high school and they became friends. Soon they started dating, got married, and had my favorite cousins. They were happy, but they had some problems.
Kids at their school gave them weird looks when they were together. Some people still do. Why? They are an interracial couple. My aunt's black and my uncle's white. One of my uncle's brothers didn't want them dating at first.
They don't care if people stare and say stuff anymore. I don't get what the problem is anyways. People should love whoever they want. No matter what race or gender they are. Love is love.
The New Vocaloid ch2"So who did you already meet?" Victorian asked.
"Hmm. I met Miku first. Then I met Oliver and this other UTAU...I think her name is Namine Ritsu." Blake said.
"You met Ritsu? That's great! I've always wanted to sing with him." Victorian said.
"Him?" Blake asked.
"Yeah. Ritsu's a six year old boy." Victorian replied.
"Six years old?! B-but he has-"
"They're missiles." Victorian said, laughing at his reaction.
"...Are you serious?" He asked.
"Hehe yep. C'mon, I'll introduce you to some of my friends." Victorian said.
They made it to a big house in the middle of the town. Victorian smiled.
"We're here!" She cheered. She opened the door and they went inside.
"Hello? Anyone here?" Victorian yelled. She heard voices coming from another room.
"Let's go in here." She said.
"Alright." Blake said and followed her. When they went inside, they saw four UTAUs playing a game.
"Hey guys!" Victorian greeted.
My phobiaI'm sitting in my room in the dark. Alone. Away from everyone. I'm starting do dislike everyone even more. They always give me panic attacks and hurt me. I wish they would stop.
I don't wanna be around my "friends" anymore. They were fake anyways. They would talk about me behind my back and sometimes I hear them say my name when they talk. The way the one talks to me sometimes only makes me feel bad and they make my anxiety worse. At least one graduated. Now I have to deal with the other for two more years.
I look out the window when I heard people laughing. I looked to see who it was. When I saw who it was, I tried to hold back my tears. It was one of the guys I liked and his girlfriend. I could feel a tear run down my cheek.
I really hate love. It's a stupid emotion. I should've known I'd get my heart broken...again. To make it worse, I still love him. I looked out of the window again.
"Good. They're gone." I sat down, still crying. I remember someone said they fell for their girlfri
Social Anxiety 2I sat in my house, playing on my Wii U. I've been doing the same thing everyday since summer vacation started when my mother was at work. Today was her day off so I wasn't alone. Later that day, I heard a knock at the door. I opended it to see her.
"Hey Tiara." My "friend" greeted. I saw her cousin was with her too.
"Hi." I said shyly.
"You wanna come outside?" She asked.
"No" I thought.
"I can't. I've been feeling sick all week and I'm helping my mother with something." I said.
"Oh ok." She replied.
"Bye!" Her cousin said and they left. I didn't lie about being sick, but I was about helping my mother. I just don't wanna be around her. Or anyone.
The next day, I was watching tv at my house. I grabbed my phone when I heard it ring. I saw I had a message from my "friend."
"Hey." She said.
"Hi." I replied.
"Are you home?" She said a few minutes later.
"No." I lied.
"Ok." She said. I sighed and
Wait till the Bass Drops! TG
Kazuto loved dub step, no he adored dub step from the snares to the chilling base drop just gave him the feels. After all who can't resist Skrillex, Knife Party, Waterflame, and Flux. Dub step was so amazing to Kazuto that he shared it everywhere, from social network to just showing his friends and soon all the boys in his school were listening to the form of electronic music. Whenever a new album or EP came out the boys would rush to iTunes or GooglePlay to buy it or even preorder the EP.
Kazuto sat at the stairs of the library at his school watching the boys share earbuds and headphones, when a smile crossed his 14 year old face. Kazuto was 5'9, average muscle for his age, light brown hair around medium-short length just enough that it hung off his head and swayed in the wind, he had bright aqua eyes, and an athletic build to him. He liked to play soccer at break and lunch, but more or less listened to dub step with his friends.
So he smiled as
New School New You TG
Rin hated this idea. The idea of a move, a move between countries at that. His parents were after all Japanese, but that didn't mean he had to move there. He would lose his friends, his life, and hell even his school! That's how much he hated the idea. But despite his protests his parents did not oblige, they just brushed him off and told him to pack for the flight.
Inside his room, Rin stuffed his clothes, chargers for electronics, and other "personal" items as he huffed to himself, "Why must they decide my life for me!" His eyes shot to the door as footsteps grew louder. He zipped the suitcase and his dad appeared in the doorway, "Hey son." He said plainly.
"Hey Dad." Rin's eyes looked away and back to the suitcase as his medium length black hair whipped into his eyesight. Rin was 15, a sophomore in high school, he had a athletic build despite his heritage from japan. He was 6'0 and weighed 189 lbs. Yet he didn't like to run nor play soccer, in fact he was
Bite Sized: Hoodies are Chub Incubators
Karen dropped her backpack down with a mighty TWACK, not worried about it's heavy contents. Those books were sturdy. Unlike her legs, which felt like they'd give out any minute, shaking like jelly. A little too literal of a simile for Karen's taste as well.
More than a feeling, her thighs wobbled, shook, and pressed up together like gallons of pudding in a denim sack. Even her calves were several pints too full as well.
Panting heavily, Karen stumbled over to her bed and flopped on it, assaulting the springs in her mattress making them rebel for a few seconds. She groaned, facedown in her bed, short blonde hair splaying about her head, bangs slightly sweaty.
Using the stairs to get up to her dorm was supposed to help her trim up a bit. But if she tried that again she'd effing die. What was the point?
Adjusting her position, trying to spread out her legs for a stretch, Karen received a breeze up her back quite suddenly. Reluctantly, she slowly rotated her head to look into the mirror on
The Note TG
Hiro watched the bustling streets as cars passed and pedestrians walked. He loved the city, he loved the atmosphere, the new places to explore, and the way of life. Because of these reason he decided to live in a metropolis: Tokyo, Japan. He got up stretching from the hard bus bench he was sitting on and said, "Where to next." Hiro was 20 just graduated from college, he wore geeky glasses, messy blonde hair sat upon his scalp, he wasn't muscular nor athletic, he was school-smart which didn't make him good with girls. Yet he retained a positive attitude despite how bad his social life was. He did though work for Apple because of his Master Degree in Electronics at MIT which allowed him to travel to Japan for his job.
He sighed as he walked to his favorite restaurant; Ukaitei. On his way there a sudden gust of wind blew a certain piece of paper into Hiro's face.
"What the hell!" He exclaimed snatching the paper off his face. "What's this?" He wonde
Ben Tennyson VS Avatar Korra The Battle
Kra: “The scenario has been made, the fighters are set, and it’s time to see which gritty kids show hero is more powerful."
Natalia: “It’s time to settle this debate once and for all. Avatar VS Omnitrix. Aliens VS Elements.”
Both: “It’s time for a Death Battle!”
Kra: “And remember folks; you can only watch this, ONLINE!”
Natalia: “Was that a shot at Nickelodeon? Kra, I’m proud of you!”
Republic City, Pro-Bending Arena
High above the churning crowds, an airship’s loudspeakers echoed an orchestra of brass music that carried throughout the arena.
Hypnotic Brass Ensemble: War
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelcoooooooooooooooooooooooooome back Spectators! I’m your very own Pro-bending host, Shiro Shinobi, with continued coverage of the Nick VS CN contest of champions!”
[Human!HungaryX Dead!ReaderX Human!Prussia] Reboot
A room the darkness has come to love.
A witch so hauntingly then appears.
She greets me only to turn then say goodbye.
The time the seasons began to freeze.
The days that never pass would pile up as snow.
I think about it all of the time.
The sun shone brightly on (town/city name), with hardly a single cloud in the sky. You were content with happily enjoying some ice cream with your friends Elizaveta and Gilbert. They often teased each other and you would sit back and watch, often video taping it on your cellphone. The happy days of summer vacation. You never wanted it to end!
You all did what you normally did- played pranks on neighbors and strangers, annoyed Roderich a little, and somehow even convinced your parents to let you spend the night at Elizaveta's (though, you didn't tell them Gilbert was coming, but that's just a minor detail~). That night, you all talked and laughed and played games in the dark.
"Hey, guys!" You got their attention, snapping your fingers in the mi
TG Caption This: Magic Mirror
It had been a year since I had seen her, and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from closing the distance at a run and embracing her. My sister, Kirsten, tried to do the same; except that she was wearing the most absurd costume I had ever seen and probably would have fallen on her face if she had tried. I didn’t care that there were other people watching, I didn’t care about how stupid we would look.
Like a fluffy little ferret or a little dog, Kirsten was mostly fluff and little else, and I scooped her up without difficulty. She wrapped her arms around my neck and cried into my shirt, sniveling. “I’ve missed you so much, big brother!” My sister was eleven, a full seven years younger than I was, and our close friendship would probably have seemed improbable or even bizarre to anyone who didn’t know what had created it.
“I’ve missed you too, Kir,” I said, like the beginning of the word “iridium” with a “k
Death Battle: The Heavy vs. Jinx
TFP: We've analysed the comments and finished comparing the weapons and abilities of these two iconic heavy gunners of Free to play PC games.
Jake: NOW IT’S TIME FOR A DEATH BATTLE!
TeuFort, the primary battleground between the two rivaling organizations, the Builders League United also known as BLU and the Reliable Excavation Demolition also known as RED.
Recently however a few of the mercenaries that were hired by these two companies had to deal with new enemies from some organization known as the United Assassins Association. The RED Soldier had recently returned from his fight with a certain "communist" and had been telling his fellow men at arms the story of the heroic battle.
However these fights with the assassins did little to hinder the ongoing war between the REDs and the BLUs and after a short minute of cease fire the carnage at TeuFort resumed. W
Gaea the Goddess 5 (WG) Final"So who are you, really?"
The chubby ninja pouted as she sat there in the center of Gaea's room, her arms strapped behind her back and her legs held together by several constricting vines. Her pudgy belly, round and fluffy like a bowlful of pudding, splayed itself over her lap. The goddess tapped her on the head with one finger.
"Are you hiding a cyanide pill in there? Come on, open up!"
"W-What? Of course I'm not! I wouldn't let myself die! I wouldn't normally get caught in the first place!" snapped the ninja, and then she frowned, "It's just...I..."
"You didn't expect we'd cut open your girdle, huh?" Gaea replied, raising an eyebrow.
The ninja sighed. "No...and I'd been trying so hard to hide it too..."
Tabitha stepped forward to speak. "I know her. She's from the same guild as me."
"Tabitha, you can't go and spill a ninja's secrets! It's against the code! I'll be beheaded when I return home!"
"You're not a ninja! Last time I saw you a few years back, you were one of my fan-girls!" T
You are Perfect ch11"Megan, please eat." Brittney said.
"No." Megan said.
"You have to eat."
"I'm gonna get fat." Megan replied.
"No you're not." Brittney said.
"Yes I am!"
"Please eat." Brittney said as she handed her the plate.
"Fine." Megan said and began to eat.
When Megan was finished, she went to the bathroom while no one was around and made herself throw up again. She wiped her mouth and washed her hands. When she was finished, she turned around to see Michael.
"Crap! I should've locked the door." Megan thought.
"What do you want?" Megan asked, backing away.
"We need to talk." Michael said.
"About what?" She asked.
"You need to stop this." Michael said.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. You need to start eating again." Michael replied.
"Look at me Michael! I'm fat! If you guys make me eat you're gonna make me even fatter!" Megan screamed. Micahel grabbed her and took
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