story – Open Diary

The monster makes a kill…

Schrecken13

August 23, 2024

Unlike a flesh and blood predator, the concrete monster cannot chase down its victims, so therefore it must bring them to itself. And then it will make the kill by forcing them to leap from its deck to their deaths. Those who randomly cross are compelled to stop at the highest point, get out of&h...

Imagining the ultimate monster

Schrecken13

August 18, 2024

But just imagine if there was a bridge that didn't just passively wait for distraught and despondent victims to offer up their lives upon its span.... What if there was a bridge that would actively seek out and claim its prey? Of course, thankfully, such a dreadful horror is only the provenance o...

Hello Stranger.

Thoenix

April 3, 2024

I just need to talk even if no one is listening. I feel so numb. I feel like if a bomb exploded right next to me, Id still just sit here and look out of my head. Im not used to talking about these things at all but i think i decided to take the…

my day was crazy

HarrySharribald

January 17, 2024

😅😅😁Dear diary : jan 17 today was an unforgettable day, one filled with unexpected twists and turns that left my heart pounding. It all be began when I received a mysterious letter in the mail, of which it's origins where unknown. the senders name was absent however, and the paper seemed to be dam...

Stuff what I wrote [a tribute to Ernie Wise]

RedundantPhoto

December 11, 2023

Something I wrote for an actual writing class that I managed to attend [mostly]. One person suggested it was plagiarism which was a tad upsetting, mainly because it isn't. On reflection [that's a theme of mine] I decided that it was a compliment of sorts, in that it was good enough to have be...

Schizophrenia, 1

MxSchizo

July 28, 2023

I was six when it first started. I remember the brown and white walls of the hospital room, being held down by the nurses as they yelled at you, demanding to know why I was so dehydrated. I stayed quiet, too afraid to tell them that I’d heard a voice telling me the drinks were…

New to this site

cementfrog

May 6, 2022

As the title suggests, I'm new to Open Diary. I've been using writing as a form of therapy for years. It usually doesn't matter what I write as long as I start writing something. Eventually I'll end up telling a story from my past or sharing my hopes and dreams for the future. The…

Chapter 2 – Season 2 – Episode 5: The Neverending Story of Charles Hoffecker

Dan "Danger" Whitehead

February 8, 2022

My real name is Charles Hoffecker, and I was born in Lansing, Michigan in 1907. My father was a working class guy, who went fifteen rounds with Senator McCarthy. I spent my first fifteen years in Lansing. Then my father was elected as an alderman in Flint, Michigan, and we moved there in 1926. I&...

7 Years

alecksander02

July 22, 2021

I’ve been trying to avoid the fact that I met him 7 years ago. He was single, visiting the US but he got into a relationship and ended up marrying the “friend”. We met one hot afternoon while he was visiting and I was supposed to be off work. There have been many hookups since…

I’m lost

Girl from internet

May 30, 2021

They keep asking me why don't I talk? Why don't I open up? Why don't I say what I think? I can't. It's hard; really, really hard. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that my thoughts will be too much for others. I'm afraid they won't understand me. In fact, I know they won't understand me. I…