The World Has Gone Crazy Novels & Stories

We always change garments like a chameleon, Whether we are yellow or blue, Pink or purple like a rainbow, Whether we are dark or white like a sky, Nobody can say. This world is sick and every day is a little more. Crazy people are always lying, but it's to hallucinate. Although they think they are always telling everyone the truth While normal people lie and lie a lot without stopping And now that I think about it, this world is subnormal. Well, the normal thing is the lie and it is rare, to tell the truth

They say that a madman is someone who has reached an unprecedented stage of soul transparency to the point of His mind can sense what we cannot feel.. Crosses parallel worlds He swims in the kingdom with the angels and dives into Hell with the devils.. He sees what We do not see and hear what we do not hear, smell and taste what we cannot reach with our conscious mind never.. Don't you see them sometimes having unexplained panic attacks or shooting themselves? Unleashed in successive laughter Who knows the world they are laughing or why are they laughing.. Good.. I entered the world of madness with ease and softness.. I saw a glimpse of several horrific worlds

Her voice is like the harmony of angels. She sounds crazy and insane in every word she says. What's going on. I'm a little bit feeling uneasy now. "What are you talking about, Billy? What's happening here? Tell me straightforward. I don't give bullshit. I left Ally to reach you out because I thought you were in danger." My voice is like the rising storm by her being elusiveness.

It was packed with vacation clothes, and sitting right on top of the clothes was a brand-new, unopened box of condoms. Chloe said: "I’m packing my bags. Gavin and I are flying abroad tomorrow to watch the match." Seeing my cold face and silence. Chloe deliberately added: "The World Cup only happens every four years. It’s super popular. So many people want to watch it but can’t squeeze their way in." "Those who can’t squeeze in are destined to be left out." My patience was gradually running out. My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!"

Daisy sincerely said, "You've been wandering outside for too long." "I'm not crazy, okay? I'm very serious about my proposal to you," Axel emphasized, as if wanting to shout it out loud. How could Daisy insist that he was insane? How could Axel endure it? "Do you think I'll believe you?" Daisy said in a mocking tone. "What I'm saying is the truth. I want you to go on a date with me," Axel firmly asserted. "And for heaven's sake, I'm not crazy." "If you're not crazy, then there's an issue with your perception. Not to mention your eyes," Daisy confidently affirmed. "It's best for you to go to the hospital for an examination to avoid prolonging a condition that may be difficult to treat."

I am insane, literally. ----

The member of staff who tried to comfort me said sarcastically, “People need to have common sense. I’ve never seen a man who’s in such a rush to marry a mistress before divorcing his wife!” “That’s right! He has no shame!” “I have to admit, only such shameless women can marry rich men.”

The clear voice rang out quickly, she took a deep breath and added: "Tell me, what are you going to do to help me get back to the real world, and what do I need to do next?" The other side did not seem to be surprised at Adela's quick answer, he smiled lightly: "In front of you is the setup and operation of this world. Its purpose is...to help you get through. five random worlds to return to reality." "Five random worlds?" Adela looked at the white screen in front of her eyes that was lit up with words like a computer screen, she bewilderedly asked if it was not because she was startled to find that this world was actually created because of her. Because she or not is no longer important? Wh