Crazy Novels & Stories

I have everything I have ever desired. But the crazy is not done. The rollercoaster might have stop but this is still my crazy normal world. ..................................................

“Especially then. Anyone desperate enough to plead their way in is probably hiding something.” “I’ll have Hugo and his team sweep the area before anyone even arrives. No one’s getting within a mile of that building without us knowing.” Ric nodded but didn’t look entirely convinced. “And Crystal? She’s been sniffing around again. You know how unpredictable she can be when she’s feeling… neglected.” I let out a frustrated sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. Crystal is indeed unpredictable, she's been spoiled her whole life and she's used to getting whatever she wants.

At least I’ll tell myself that because if I find out that I grew up being best friends with a zombie, I’ll go into shock! He must be crazy! That would actually also explain his crush on me… That’s it! He is crazy! “You are cuckoo!” I told him seriously. “What?” He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at me with confusion written all over his face. “It means, a mad person. Look it up, Romeo!” I rolled my eyes. “Why am I mad?” He asked. “Because you are asking such crazy questions!” I huffed, throwing my hands up dramatically.

085 Alora's POV Was I crazy? Well, we were about to find out. This wasn't going to be the first time I would think I was a little mental upstairs. I mean, if so many people had told me that, I liked to think it was true, even if it was only by a fraction. I used to get mad when I heard the word crazy being used to describe me. It ticked me off in most ways, but not anymore. Instead of always getting upset over it and all the time, I trained myself to see it as a compliment somehow and use it to better myself.

My body rocks back and forth as if I've got a limb, when the only thing that has snapped is my sanity. Walking bereft of shoes, laughing to lyself, rocking to my own tune, stopping and glancing over my shoulders before continuing on, singing to myself. Burn Burn Oh such lovely flames Orange and red, screams and wails. Maybe I'm a little out of touch with reality, maybe I'm crazy. But who says their not crazy?

he burst out laughing into another set of explosive laughs. This crazy boy. Gah ! However, his laughs were infectious and no sooner, in a cafe crowded with dozens of people, two silly teenagers were crying their asses off as they laughed like crazy, rolling on the floor. Guess today could be officially declared as ‘Crazy Day’. That was a hell lot of craziness that we saw today. T’was totally Craziness Overloaded. “Oh God ! I - can’t - breathe,” I panted out breathlessly in between my peals of laughter.

Is this what dying feels like? ~~~ AN: Does it ever drive you crazy... just how fast the night changes... (ʘᗩʘ')

I took a relieving breath, knowing that he won’t let Bay be a problem for us in the future. Ask anyone who struggles with anxiety and I think they will agree, those words – you are crazy – hurt more than anyone could understand. What I feel in the midst of anxiety attack is a loss of control of my emotions, my thoughts and my being. Every word that wants to come out cyclones into monstrous torrent of incoherent thoughts. Only few words comes clear through the chaotic garbled mess – so more than anyone else, I felt crazy. I just hate being reminded by people about how crazy I am.

Rose Laughed inside their mind knowing it was going to be a little funny. “Crazy is as crazy does…I think you’re crazy just because you’re with me…or I’m with you….Either way it’s just the saaame…just as true…think you’re maybe a little bit mad to love somebody who may be just a little bit bad” She smirked and did a seductive dance for Romero for a moment

"Is it crazy if I say I don't want to?" Isabella grinned. "Yes." However, for once, crazy wasn't a bad thing.