Reddit Mind Break Novels & Stories

"Thanks." By eight o'clock that evening, the internet had already rewritten the narrative. Inside his private office at the training facility, Adrian sat at his desk, watching the metrics update in real time. On the screen, the trending hashtags had completely shifted. #HayesScandal was dead. In its place stood #MysteryBestFriend and #AdrianHayes.

"And I need to get to work with an open mind." “I am resting.” I failed horribly at holding back my laughter. God, I had missed this. "I wasn't planning to fuck you though," he said, "we can't be fucking every other day like animals, can we, my love?" "But..." he then added, "These two weeks won't be good for you I promise." He let me go right then. "The game is over," he said shortly, "hurry up get prepared I'd stop you by when I'm going down town."

“Come back with me.” Her eyes widened slightly. “You’re insane.” “Maybe I am,” I admitted. “But I’m not walking away from you again.” “You already did.” The words were quiet. Sharp. Final. And for a second… just a second… I felt something break inside me. But I clenched my fists. “No,” I said firmly. “I made a mistake. And I’m fixing it.” “You don’t fix mistakes by threatening people,” she snapped. “I’m not threatening you,” I replied coldly. “I’m reminding you of reality.”

The world didn’t stop after Luna went live, it exploded. Her face flooded every social media platform. Clips, edits, duets, think pieces. Some called her brave, others called her reckless. The internet was split right down the middle, a global jury arguing over the same ten-second soundbite. "Breaking doesn’t make me weak. It made me human."

I ask Aubrey as I show her my favorite photo of him. Aubrey peels her eyes away from her phone before focusing her attention over to me. She looks down at the shirtless photo of Jack before scrunching her nose up in what looked to be distaste. “Um… no. Not at all actually.” She says. This bitch is crazy. “Ya know, I always knew you had some type of mental illness, but I’m starting to think you need to be admitted now.” I joke. “Says the girl drooling over some guy she’s never even met.” Ella chimes in.

Richard's voice cut through the dissonance, a determined resolve underlining his words, "We can't let the disruptor control our destiny. There must be a way to break free from its insidious influence." As we pressed forward, the disruption's dance became a chaotic symphony, and the celestial voice whispered a final cryptic warning, "The disruptor's machinations blur the boundaries between truth and illusion. Navigate its illusions wisely, for within the enigma's heart, the fate of your cosmic journey hangs in the balance."

Then, as though the poster had been waiting for us to have eyes on it, all hell broke loose. The comments about my weight gain came up, and there were some very unflattering and very obviously doctored images uploaded that pretty much compared me to a whale, followed by knocks against my mental health. Ryder was getting more and more heated by the second, and I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. And then, just when I was about to swear off social media again, something miraculous happened. Someone uploaded paragraphs of text, all precise and to the point, outlining the entirety of our breakup and the things that had gone on behind the scenes.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

I hated how one stupid nerd had somehow crawled under my skin without me noticing. Because the thought of Aaron choosing someone else over me made me want to break something.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.