I couldn’t help myself. I used again. The voices in my head kept telling me just one more time. I tried to ignore them but they kept getting louder and louder. So I did. I put the needle in my arm and overdosed. How could I have been so foolish. I woke up surrounded by a team of doctores. “You’re lucky to be alive, sir,” one of them said. I looked in the mirror. Time to get sober for good, I thought. I can’t let this happen again. I have kids to take care of.
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Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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Edible Bodies
I found the rotting body I had buried the week before. It was finally ready for consumption! It all started as a child, my mother taught me the taste of humans was amazing. She’d hire a sitter for me and have me set the traps. I’d catch her and mother would take her to the woods and bury her. We’d dig her up when the rot kicked in and enjoy the meal. Now that I’m a big boy I can do it all on my own. Yummy, yummy salted guts! I also love guts and nuts. Almonds are my favorite!
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
3:17 A.M.
No one noticed the pattern at first. People rarely question a notification that wakes them in the middle of the night. They swipe, squint at the screen, maybe curse softly, then roll over and forget. That’s what made it work. That’s why it spread so quickly.
By Lori A. A.7 days ago in Fiction
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The decision mankind make for themselves, it either kill them or give them a difficult life. Divine intervention give him a second chance