Deth Angel
Bio
I'm just a Goth girl living in a Barbie world.
Stories (13/0)
My Neighbor
I was 16 the first time I saw him watching me through the front window of his house next door. I was in a black tank top and a pair of blue jeans, mowing our front lawn. My mom would normally do it, but she was in bed, sick from her radiation treatments. I didn’t mind helping her around the house, doing chores and such. I’d been doing most of the chores since I was 9 years old. She was a single mom, working two jobs and trying to support her three psycho kids.
By Deth Angel3 months ago in Confessions
My Mother, My Murderer?
Yes, you read that correctly.. My mom was trying to kill me when I was a kid. The only reason I found out is because of some information I learned from a TikTok video. In the video, a young woman was in the hospital because she had mixed urine and bleach in an attempt to make a home pregnancy test, based on a suggestion from someone else. Next, a person responded to this video with an explanation as to why this is a bad idea. The person explained that mixing bleach and ammonia/urine, creates a chemical called "chlorine gas". This gas is very dangerous, as it can cause severe irritation and harm to the upper respiratory system, burn skin on contact, sting and burn eyes. The exposure, if severe enough can be fatal. Common symptoms of exposure to chlorine gas include, flu-like symptoms coughing, wheezing, vomiting, nausea, dizziness. Exposure can lead to bronchitis or pneumonia.
By Deth Angel7 months ago in Psyche
The game you played
Because I thought that love existed, I fell so hard. I fell harder than I ever thought possible. And you… you led me down that path, you guided me into the fall. All with a smile on your face.. you knew exactly what you were doing. The whole time, my love grew and grew, and never once did you let me know, that it was nothing more than a game to you. How far can you take this? How stupid can you make me look? When will I catch on and the other shoe will drop? Did you ever stop to think that my life was wrapped up in this lie? Did you even care about me, even a little? Every day, we spent together, for what I believed was building our future. Now I know and I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m lost, I’m hurt, I am dying inside. It’s more than just my wounded self-esteem or some injured pride… Years of my life wasted on a life that was fake, all because you couldn’t just be honest and let me walk away. Years ago you had the chance to leave without an issue, but you insisted that this is what you wanted. Now I need to walk away from this, to light the match and watch it all burn away. What’s done is done and we can’t go back. I’m sorry but I can’t say I'm going to miss you…
By Deth Angel9 months ago in Poets
My Moms Consequence
I never considered before, what was going on with my mom when I was a kid. She had always been a little on the harsh side with me, but always seemed to dote on my brothers. I wouldn’t say that she hated me, but I would say that I was absolutely not her favorite child. My mere existence seemed to irritate her to no end.
By Deth Angel10 months ago in Psyche
Stepfather of the year...
I was 18 years old, and still living with my mom, stepdad, and baby sister. I had just finished a night shift as a courtesy clerk at the grocery store down the street from our house. I should say their house, because it was made very clear to me on multiple occasions, by my stepdad, that I was only there because my mom needed help with the baby, and I was not wanted.
By Deth Angel10 months ago in Families