Atonement Of Innocence Book 1 Root: Fictional Story
If we psychologically damage an individual beyond repair, what will be the consequence of it?
We all have a limit to the amount of mental and psychological stress we can take. Once the stress exceeds the limit, we’ll reach our breaking point. What happens after that is a mystery no one can solve, or is it? Lydia Johnson faces a similar situation. She is a complex young woman who faces a downfall stemming from the mental and physical abuse of her father and siblings, the negligence of her mother, and a chilling secret. From abused to loved, to abused again--that’s how life is for Lydia. Her family taught her only one lesson: emotions are for the weak and the weak don’t have a place in this world. With each kill, Lydia atones for the loss of her innocence by getting rid of another emotion and also rids the world of someone undeserving of her love and forgiveness. What lengths will she go to, for revenge, and prove her resilience? Will she ever be able to live her life like a normal person again? Or will she continue killing everyone until her own death?
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Chapter: Pull off a WhitneyAfter my story has been let go by Lemon at school. And now my mother has fine out, there is no reason to live. I grab my pen and one of my school book out my bag and lock myself away in the bathroom. I turn on the water in the tub and watch it fill up, while I got some bottle of pills and a bottle of red wine and I write: “I am sorry to the people that I love, but I can’t fucking take it anymore. So I am gay and can never be straight. Why does everyone hate me because of that. Fuck them. I have been punched and spit on and called faggot, queer, loser, pussy, fish, battybowy and Shebada. Fuck them, fuck everyone, I hate this fucking life an everyone that is in it or surround me. I am so fucking tired of the shit. You don’t know my pain. You don't know why or how often I cry.I'm hurt. Hurt from years of trying my best to hide this person in which I am, from people who I felt would hate me. Hurt from years of putting myself up for ransom and hiding my true self in t
Last Updated: 2022-05-26
Chapter: Court HouseWhile walking home, I notice a car was coming towards looking like my mother car, I started to walk briskly towards a lance mouth and turn on the avenue and when it has pass I walk back out and continue my journey home. After getting home, my cousin informs me that my mother is looking for me and that he is very upset and I should call her and inform her that am home safe, as she and her friend went out looking for me. However, I didn’t, I went up in my room ad was plotting out what I was going to tell my mother when she ask where I was. I was thinking to tell my mother t that I got home late is because I was working on a project with my group but where was I working on the project. She known I don’t have friends at school and school wasn’t open at mid night. It was almost time for me to present my case to my mother why I was home late. With no evidence on my side that I was up to something constructive I was worried. I know she would be mad because I didn't an
Last Updated: 2022-05-26
Chapter: Bush SexIn the romantic transition from online chats to real-life meetings, the reality inevitably turns out more than I planned on and had hoped for. I met a man online who lived on the other side of town. We were technologically inseparable for three weeks, before we had decided to meet at the mall that was hear my house, which was the regular stop to meet up with strangers, as it was safe. It wasn’t love at first sight, as I never saw him, it was on Adam4Adam (A4A) online we met. His name I was going from being Dalton as he has told over the chart, but his A4A name was naughtyJam69 and his displace photo was glamorous. No one will see a photo like that and didn’t direct message him, except me. My profile photo was a knockout. It was Dalton, who message me first by sending me a smile. I think it was the attraction our conversation mix with the photos that had caught me off guard. I didn’t think it would go any further than chat sex and intensive conversations. I was wr
Last Updated: 2022-05-26
Chapter: Fucking On the RoofFucking on the roof with an amazing view of Kingston city. Oh yeah, that’s how I roll. I'll start from the beginning: I went on a few dates with this guy on Facebook, and he was an out of this world kisser. I had been trying to hold back my hormones, but after a few dates, I just couldn’t take it any longer. It was due time……we all know what that means.I stand at the bus stop waiting on Kris to come and pick me up as we where to hang out. It was about 6:37 pm the night and the sun was already set. “How old are you”“Sixteen! I told you before” I reply “You young boys are so very ripe these days” he responded I never look like my age for true; I was sixteen and look as if I was in my twenties. Kris drives with one hand and slips the other down my short, and all over my lower body. After I say “quit feeling me up. I’ll give you a better show”. He nods and pulls his hand out my underpants. I unbuckle my seatbelt and unbuckle his pants. I then slide down on the car
Last Updated: 2022-05-26
Chapter: Diagnosed with HPVIt was about the first Friday night on my summer vacation in the States and I was feeling lonely and depress. So I decided to go have a drink at a bar in New York called The Cock. Its longtime hole-in-the-wall gay bar with theme nights featuring DJs & go-go boys. At the club I met a guy name Ronaldo, which I had a drink with, after which he invite me back to his apartment that night. After going back to his apartment, I stood there just staring at him until finally he spoke. He came up real close to me. His perfume was really strong; it had this sweet aroma that seems to be turning me on. He was just a few inches from my face and I was comfortable with him being so close, as I wanted to tier of his clothes so fucking bad. He stared right into my eyes. "This is what is going to happen. You are going to go upstairs, take a shower, you’re going to brush your teeth and we are going to fuck! Ronaldo commanded. “Oh, there’s is a gift on the sink, put it on” he added
Last Updated: 2022-05-26
Chapter: I've had enough As you may all know by now, I’m a victim of bullying at school. You may also know that everyone has a breaking point. Yes, I snapped and I’ll tell you how it happens. You know the saying “stick and stones may break my bone, but words may never” - that’s a lie. Those words cut deeper than a two edged shored. The truth is that I could deal with having no friends at school and I could deal with eating at alone at lunch, but I could not deal with persons hitting on me, especially Jason. Jason was this boy that was in my form class. To the girls he was all they wanted, a dream come true some say. I really can’t see what they can see in a fellow like him. Him just ugly. Yeah, he has a nice frame…..Cover my face… he was handsome and all. But he was not a good person when it comes on to his personality and his behavior towards others. ********On a Friday after Social Studies class, I was in a very emotional turmoil, as they guys I was dating for also six months the follo
Last Updated: 2022-05-25
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