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Cricket the Early Years Part 12

Marcia and Naomi meet their next challenge.

Summer arrived with high heat and humidity. Being near the Hudson River did not help with the humidity. To escape the heat most families had places on the Jersey shore where the family stayed all summer. Neither Marcia nor Naomi's family had a place like that. The girls endured the summer heat together. Almost daily, they went into the woods. The trees provided a canopy, which shadowed the whole area underneath. It was co...

Cricket the Early Years Part 11

Marcia gets her revenge, but makes a new friend in the process.

The classes all sat waiting for the third bell, which signaled the start of the school day. The school went quiet, while it waited for the morning announcements. Before the announcements began, a loud scream echoed through the halls into every room. Soon the putrid smell of a skunk penetrated the air in every classroom. Naomi looked at Marcia and they both smiled trying to contain outright laughter. Of course, they missed...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Sing silence a song of a void in the nightWhere the stars sink in oilAnd vain they scream outAs the phantasms suck all theirBright shine awayAnd the glow of the moonSpins away to the deep of theAching abyssThat is this torturedSoul.Cut my wrists,Slit my throat,Spill my blood on the earth;Burst my heart in the gripOf the demons w...

Cricket the Early Years Part 10

The pranks continue, but Cricket knows who R.W. is.

It was Friday, the weekend before the Spring Concert. Cricket walked home with Naomi to spend the weekend at her house. Naomi planned to have a few friends over for a small party. The girls played in Naomi's room trying to keep her brother out. Her brother always wanted to be around when Marcia was there. After thirty minutes of playful fighting, her brother gave up. Shortly after the family ate dinner, two more friends a...

Love and Hate

It's sad how hateful this world is...

Eyes open to the sky, Rain pours down like tears from clouds dark as night like my eyes.Hair is drenched, Clothes are torn, but I am so alive even as I die.Tossed out on the curb, The cold is my only friend, freezing my heart slowing my mind.Voices stop shouting, Punches stop coming, memories disappear the bruises will too.This pain will not be here for long, This ache will evanesce, as I am welcomed into Heaven by a Deit...

To Someone I Use to Call Sister

A poem I wrote to me sister knowing she wouldn't ever read or care about

You were meant to be there for me You were the one who was to teach me everything I need to know about life But you ran out  You abandoned me when I needed you most The one text every six months  with no response  Yeah those were always fun Oh but don't forget about the fat comments Yes because you don't speak to me ever So you have every right to tell me those Three years go by  and here we are I still have all the anger...

Why

Why

Out of the woodwork  like roaches you gather thinking my feelings don't even matter What did you gain were there any riches You all just seem to be jealous bitches Who did we hurt by playing the game Stand up and be counted show me your name We are all here for one reason or another Did we hurt anyone or curse out your mother You all stand there on your pedestal so proud Aren't you all screwing around too For crying out l...

father

i wonder why father hurt me. why?

You cry out but I refuse to hear. You don’t longer have a place here. Can’t you get that through you skull? I know, I know You are the one who give me life, but I can’t change the fact you’re the one that kill me through your foolish actions. 2x Back off! This is not a child’s play. I have fought on my own. What a shame? 5x Father You have broken your promise. Why you have to do this? Haunted by the past, I push and pull...

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inside my mind

a small piece of my feelings

Every second, every minute and every hour. Day and night dark thoughts consume me. Repeat and repeat the same words. “It’s going be okay. You need to keep everything under control”. Sometimes I lie to myself and pretend it doesn’t hurt and put on a great show. But I wonder how long is this big lie going last? I really don’t know….. There are times I feel hate against the world. I just want to pull off the smirks of others...

Cricket the Early Years Part 5

Sarah wins again and Marcia is changing.

Marcia's mom hurried to Sarah's summerhouse and ran inside. Marcia sat on the couch with her feet up and a damp cloth on her forehead. The rest of the guests sat on the floor and watched, as Marcia moaned and held her stomach. It appeared that she took a wee bit too much ipecac and now suffered from the effects. Her mom looked at her and shook her head. "Let's get you home, young lady and into bed. Your friends can come w...

Gidealis Enigma Chapter 59

All i need to do is keep my nose out of their affairs, or is it?

Chapter 59 The Important Information The “office” is a regular ederi dwelling in the middle of the forest of duhis. It is a big whitish dome as if made of tree roots with a fabric stretched over it. I feel no fear entering it. Fern is surely within, wanting to know if I brought Moro. Nope, I did not. What am I going to tell him? Whatever lie I want. Leot is wise. He made his dream come true, and gave Fern a killing machin...

Gidealis Enigma Chapter 56

Death is only the beginning...

Chapter 56 Twenty Years Later LEVIR. My name is Levir, I am originally from the planet of Crumbling Rose of Andromeda Galaxy, forced into exile with the rest of my Duhi order, or, rather those, who survived. We have moved to the planet of Lira to escape the persecution for breaking the Law. Twenty years ago Izumrud (Zumi), the de-facto leader of Crumbling Rose who helped to overthrow the unfair Law, was killed by a rival...

Cricket the Early Years Part 4

Sarah's sleepover is held and the pranks begin with a twist.

The Monday before Thanksgiving was bright and sunny. Marcia woke and thought, "Tonight is the night of the sleepover." A small feeling of dread settled in her head, when she thought about the pranks tonight. How should she act about them? Should she retaliate for them? It was a hard choice to make. She felt good that she knew about the pranks, but wondered why Sarah was so vindictive. It was good of Naomi to come forward...

The world around me is starting to hate me for who I am and what I've become. Why am I like this? What do they want from me? Is it my mistake aching for love? Is it my mistake to be born this way? Should I kill myself? Is it that they want from me? If that is what they wish for, then I'm happy to do that. It is better to die than living unwanted! I wonder, would anyone miss me if I ever did that and all I can do is laugh...

You filled my ears with lies You played such a gameIt shouldn't have been a surprise  I am to blame I fell for it  Hook line and sinker  Believed it all  What was I thinking You became my best friendAnd then I loved you soHours and hours spend togetherI couldn't let you go Words meant just for me They were all untrueRepeated to every other girlI wasn't special to you You told me you loved me And we'd always be together An...