Novel & Cerita Paranoid

The day my college acceptance letter arrived, Aiden Corliss said he would pick me up for dinner. "Congrats on getting into college in Kelderwick, Eloise," he said. "Once the semester starts, I'll be out there too, and it'll be just like when we were kids." I believed him. I waited from 3:00 pm until 9:00 pm. The streetlight outside my rented apartment was broken, and I sat alone on the front steps, hugging the acceptance letter. He never showed up. When I opened social media, I found a video my sister, Clarissa Mallory, had posted. Aiden had gone with her to try on her new clothes, and at one point he crouched down to tie her shoelaces. Her caption read: [Good thing someone's always ha

“Well I’d like to let you know that your mate is one hell of a paranoid bastard. He claimed I betrayed him, but all I did was just pull a deal with an enemy of his. It was nothing but a professional deal, dude was offering a wholesale deal at a cheaper price, such is low and rare at the market. Although he warned all his associates, those in alliance with him never, ever to deal with his enemies. But I couldn’t sleep on this offer and let it slide, this was a rare thing. I took the deal, got the products and your mate found out. Believed I was working with his enemy, plotting with them to take him down. He wouldn’t let me explain, he cut me off, killed my fami

They may think I'm crazy or just being paranoid, but it's best to say something and be wrong than to not say anything and be unprepared if I am right. "Penelope, I have this bad feeling something is going to happen. I know I am probably just being paranoid and anxious, but I can't help the feeling I am getting." I make sure I look her in the eyes so she can see how serious I am about this. I don't want to be the girl that cried wolf, but better safe than sorry.

I can feel it. When someone is paying too much attention to me, when their eyes are examining me… I can feel it. It’s a low rumble in my stomach. It’s the boom of every heart contraction. The little hairs on my arms and neck stand tall. You can call it paranoia, but I’ve been experiencing it for the last three years, and I’m never wrong. Someone is watching.

Fear coiled inside her chest, but alongside it, a confusing flicker of something else — something she didn’t want to name. “Rule two,” Aariz continued, his gaze never leaving her. “You do not speak to any man here. Not the guards, not the staff, not anyone. If a man so much as looks at you too long, I’ll put a bullet between his eyes.” Her lips parted in shock. “That’s insane—” “Insane?” His laugh was low, cold, carrying no humor. “No. That’s possession, TimTim. Learn the difference.” She shrank back, trembling, but his steps closed the distance, dragging her back into the cage of his presence.

And that’s all I need". Charles flicked his finger on his forehead. Fletcher sighed in relief. He didn’t want to lose anyone. And he had everyone, to hell with the society. "Now if you are done with being emotional, can we switch the movie"? Ben whined and they all laughed. The projector turned on as Zee turned all lights off. "Brace yourself guys... It’s going be a lonnnnng night. He he he he he he". Zee laughed evil playing IT. And Charles knew he was screwed. He was afraid of jokers.

July 8, 2002 Mom’s not okay, the doctors says she has paranoia. And even without the doctors diagnosis, I could see it for myself. I could see it in the way she moves, the way she talks. Like she’s in some kind of trance, like she’s not even here with me anymore. I’ve tied everything to get her attention, but it’s like she’s not even here with me.

ALWAYS SEEK FOR THE WRONG ONE. It's written in all caps letter. She felt the shiver run down her spine! Shit! MILDA CAME TO work late. The box sender keep lingering on his mind. She suddenly felt like someone's watching her! Oh my god! She looked around and found no one... Maybe she's just being paranoid. Someone's just making fun of you... Thought Milda to herself. She busied herself with working her ass off. She didn't even realized that it's past lunch time! Shit!

Says Giovanni when he catches my gaze. I cleared my throat. "I don't plan on starting my own family." I don't think I would be suited to be a mother. When I was a teenager I decided to not have kids. I don't want to bring my child to this unpleasant world. The fact that I am a criminal with enemies will be a risk. Being paranoid 24/7 knowing that my child isn't safe even with me breaks my heart. "What about you?" I murmur. "I plan on starting a family." he smiles to himself, for some inexplicable reason I find myself blushing.

it felt really painful. God, why? The tears that started streaming down his face were making his vision blurry, making him bump against people who were walking. He didn’t even bother saying his sorry, and those people cursed at him, and thought of him as a jerk. But no, Sane didn’t care. Sane didn’t care if those people thought of him as the worst person in the world. He didn’t care if those people thought that he was a spawn of Satan himself, that he was evil incarnate, he didn’t care. Because when one lost someone, he no longer cared