Serious Short Stories

It's tough being autistic.

My personal experience with depression. Touches on what I've gone through and how lucky I am to be where I am today.

The lines between happiness and absolute hate for one's self and the world are cloudiest when there is no support, only blame and accusations from the ones we love and worship.

He opened his eyes again looking dull as ever. Time just keep repeating.

A short story about a boy, and what used to be.

My personal experience with depression. Touches on what I've gone through and how lucky I am to be where I am today.

Guilt is a funny thing. Blame and accusation hurt the most when one places it on themselves, whether it is deserved or not.

He opened his eyes again looking dull as ever. Time just keep repeating.

Two girls, Carter and Taylor fall in love and are unrepeatable. A terrible accident takes place, leaving only one survivor.

In my world, dark was the only light. Happiness? I couldn't find it. All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.