Uploaded July 2020 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
**Fictional Story**
At the class reunion, tables were assigned based on income. They never thought that poor guy would ask, "Where does a billionaire sit?" It was 9 p.m. at the University's boy’s dormitory. "Kevin, go to room 101 on the first floor and bring me my laptop!" A guy with blond hair from the dormitory next door kicked Kevin's door open. After dropping off a buck, he tucked his hand into his pockets and proceeded back to his room. "By the way, Kevin, do stop by the supermarket downstairs and grab me a bottle of mineral water while you’re at it!" The blonde-hair guy turned around and threw another three bucks on the ground. Two bucks were for the water, and the other was Kevin’s errand fee. "Hey Blondie, why do the people from your dormitory always ask Kevin to run errands for you? Isn’t that bullying?" The people in Kevin's dormitory asked with a straight face as they could not stand it anymore. "Oh! Dear Kevin’s roommates, haven't you all noticed? He’s willing to do anything for money! " Blondie said with a sarcastic tone and left with a smirk on his face. Kevin’s face flushed as he ignored the snarky comments. He stooped and picked up the few banknotes from the ground. He secretly thought, This way, I’ve earned two bucks. That’s enough for me to buy three steamed bread and a bag of salted vegetables, so I won’t starve any more! "Kevin... Don't go. If you don’t have any money, we’ll lend it to you. You don't have to pay it back!" said the dorm leader, sympathetically. Kevin smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Thank you..." He turned around and headed out. The people in the dorm gazed at Kevin's figure from behind and shook their heads with pity. The truth was, Kevin didn’t want to be an errand boy. He, too, wished to spend his days happily in the university, just like everyone else. However, he was lucky enough to even study at a university. He was extremely poor! His roommates were very nice to him. But the more they helped, the less he wanted their help. Otherwise, no matter how strong their friendship was, there would eventually be a gap between them. Apart from his roommates, Kevin had almost nothing in the university! "Kevin, I heard Blondie said that you’re going downstairs." An elegantly dressed student came out of the dormitory next door. His name was Jack, the leader of Blondie's dormitory. His family ran a factory. He was rich, tall and handsome, and was hugely popular among the females. Yet, he had always looked down on Kevin. Even on a good day, he would not look Kevin in the eye. Kevin had no idea why he called him. Kevin nodded, "Yes, I’m going down!" Jack smiled nonchalantly. He took out a box of Durex from his pocket and threw it at Kevin. "Perfect timing. A friend of mine has some business in the East woods today. Go and deliver this to him. Here, ten bucks for you!" Jack was a playboy, and he had asked a lot of girls out. He also had much riffraff. Kevin didn't give it a second thought. He was just looking to earn a few extra bucks. Kevin took it and headed for the stairs. As he turned his back, he seemed to hear Jack's laughter coming from behind. Kevin went downstairs. He planned to drop off the condom first, then grab Blondie's computer and mineral water on his way back. Kevin knew all about the small woods outside the campus. It was a beautiful location notoriously known as the concentration camp for ‘open-air activities’. In no time, Kevin arrived at the place that Jack mentioned. At a glance, he saw a man and a woman sitting on the promenade in the woods, talking and laughing. Under the moonlight, Kevin saw their faces distinctly. His whole body trembled. It was Jessica! Kevin's eyes turned red at once, and the Durex he held in his hand fell onto the ground. Jessica was Kevin's ex-girlfriend. It had only been three days since they broke up. Of course, it was Jessica who dumped Kevin. When they broke up, Jessica said that she needed time alone, and yet, three days later, she came here with another guy!
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**Fictional Story**
At the class reunion, tables were assigned based on income. They never thought that poor guy would ask, "Where does a billionaire sit?" It was 9 p.m. at the University's boy’s dormitory. "Kevin, go to room 101 on the first floor and bring me my laptop!" A guy with blond hair from the dormitory next door kicked Kevin's door open. After dropping off a buck, he tucked his hand into his pockets and proceeded back to his room. "By the way, Kevin, do stop by the supermarket downstairs and grab me a bottle of mineral water while you’re at it!" The blonde-hair guy turned around and threw another three bucks on the ground. Two bucks were for the water, and the other was Kevin’s errand fee. "Hey Blondie, why do the people from your dormitory always ask Kevin to run errands for you? Isn’t that bullying?" The people in Kevin's dormitory asked with a straight face as they could not stand it anymore. "Oh! Dear Kevin’s roommates, haven't you all noticed? He’s willing to do anything for money! " Blondie said with a sarcastic tone and left with a smirk on his face. Kevin’s face flushed as he ignored the snarky comments. He stooped and picked up the few banknotes from the ground. He secretly thought, This way, I’ve earned two bucks. That’s enough for me to buy three steamed bread and a bag of salted vegetables, so I won’t starve any more! "Kevin... Don't go. If you don’t have any money, we’ll lend it to you. You don't have to pay it back!" said the dorm leader, sympathetically. Kevin smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Thank you..." He turned around and headed out. The people in the dorm gazed at Kevin's figure from behind and shook their heads with pity. The truth was, Kevin didn’t want to be an errand boy. He, too, wished to spend his days happily in the university, just like everyone else. However, he was lucky enough to even study at a university. He was extremely poor! His roommates were very nice to him. But the more they helped, the less he wanted their help. Otherwise, no matter how strong their friendship was, there would eventually be a gap between them. Apart from his roommates, Kevin had almost nothing in the university! "Kevin, I heard Blondie said that you’re going downstairs." An elegantly dressed student came out of the dormitory next door. His name was Jack, the leader of Blondie's dormitory. His family ran a factory. He was rich, tall and handsome, and was hugely popular among the females. Yet, he had always looked down on Kevin. Even on a good day, he would not look Kevin in the eye. Kevin had no idea why he called him. Kevin nodded, "Yes, I’m going down!" Jack smiled nonchalantly. He took out a box of Durex from his pocket and threw it at Kevin. "Perfect timing. A friend of mine has some business in the East woods today. Go and deliver this to him. Here, ten bucks for you!" Jack was a playboy, and he had asked a lot of girls out. He also had much riffraff. Kevin didn't give it a second thought. He was just looking to earn a few extra bucks. Kevin took it and headed for the stairs. As he turned his back, he seemed to hear Jack's laughter coming from behind. Kevin went downstairs. He planned to drop off the condom first, then grab Blondie's computer and mineral water on his way back. Kevin knew all about the small woods outside the campus. It was a beautiful location notoriously known as the concentration camp for ‘open-air activities’. In no time, Kevin arrived at the place that Jack mentioned. At a glance, he saw a man and a woman sitting on the promenade in the woods, talking and laughing. Under the moonlight, Kevin saw their faces distinctly. His whole body trembled. It was Jessica! Kevin's eyes turned red at once, and the Durex he held in his hand fell onto the ground. Jessica was Kevin's ex-girlfriend. It had only been three days since they broke up. Of course, it was Jessica who dumped Kevin. When they broke up, Jessica said that she needed time alone, and yet, three days later, she came here with another guy!
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![“Less Than Perfect” [A Dark Story] | Keepsake Journal #2](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/fZqzY4gqSTg/mqdefault.jpg "“Less Than Perfect” [A Dark Story] | Keepsake Journal #2
Unknown to Mia, she is running out of time as the public wants justice and to send her back to St. Elizabeths Asylum under Dr. Walter Freemans care who finished in her and where she will get an Ice Pick Lobotomy potentially leave her in a coma for years or worse! The psychologist is working hard to figure out her alibi and prove that Mia is innocent but in order to do that, she needs Mias trust and to go through her crushing past. Do you think she will make it in time or is it already too late?!? Let us know in the comments if you want more Keepsake.
Present-day 1954
Mia: 350...
Psychologist: 350?
Mia: 350volts. Thats how much they used each time they treated me. My body went into uncontrollable seizures thrashing on the table until I passed out. I thought Id never leave that place. I thought Id be forgotten. It took 1 month until they deemed me safe to go back home...(Pause) Thats all I have to tell. Nothing else happened after that. You can take me back to my cell now.
Psychologist: Just one other thing before I see you tomorrow. This entry you wrote about your father, what happened? What are you hiding?”
Mia: Hide? Im not hiding anything and you said it yourself. Everything you need is in the notebook so why are you even questioning me?
Psychologist: Because Ive read this book multiple times and theres only one other entry that doesnt make sense and its written exactly the same as this and its years apart. So what happened that youre not telling?!
Mia: ...I dont I-I- Ive told you everything I know. I cant remember!
Psychologist: Stop playing games, Mia. Just tell the truth and let me help you!
Mia: I am. Im not. I dont know. I want to go back to my cell, now!
*Knock Knock Knock*
Security guard: Dr. Thomas?
Psychologist: Please, not now we are in the middle of something.
Security guard: Im sorry to interrupt but they said it was urgent. He said hed like to speak with you.
Lawyer: Dr. Thomas, are you sure this will work? Shes not responding to you and frankly, Im not sure how this is getting us any closer to finding out who Rellik is.
Psychologist: Yes, its working. Shes just fighting me right now and I cant figure out why. Her stories, theyre missing pieces. Its difficult to see, I know, but give me some more time. She needs to open up and once we gain her trust, we can find him.
Lawyer: Time is something we dont have Dr.Thomas. Ive just been notified by the court. They want to send Mia back to ST Elizabeths Mental Asylum under Dr. Freemans care. The media is having a backlash and they want justice.
Psychologist: Dr. Walter Freeman? No, you cant do that. You know hell perform a lobotomy on her; it can kill her! Shes still young. You know this isnt right. I need you to stall them, please. Dont let them do this to her.
Lawyer: Ill try my best but were running out of time and by the looks of it, options as well.
Psychologist: (Stressed) “*sighs* There was this girl. Her entire life she was called crazy because she could feel others emotions before they even expressed it. An overactive imagination is what professionals said. Its a phase all young children go through. She will grow out of it.
Mia: Was it a phase or was she really crazy? Did she grow out of it?
Psychologist: No, it wasnt a phase and she never grew out of it but that day, her father said something that inspired her to help others. He said, Just because you are different, it doesnt mean you are crazy. Theres a lot of different people in this world who go on to do great things. So use your gifts and do great things.
Mia: That-That girl is you. Isnt it?
Mia: I Faked Losing My Memory
Psychologist: HSP, Im a highly sensitive person. I feel what you are going through and I know youre afraid but Im here and Im listening. I cant help you though if you dont open up. Its up to you.
Past 1947
Mia: ...I wasnt born this way, deaf that is. But, I tried my best to act as normal as possible. That day my father couldnt handle the stares and whispers any longer. He hated the way people looked at us and was always embarrassed by their stares. Being sent to the hospital was the last straw for him and he made sure I knew I was...different.
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