Violent SilenceSuch a violent silenceViolent Silence by Corentin196
Such an unnerving suspense
A soon as I read it
I was astonished
At the date of submission I immediately looked
I did not want to believe it
Submitted 4 hours ago
I start to panic
Everything around me sinks faster than the Titanic
Please tell me you didn't go...
Of the lack of response I don't care
For someone like you's so rare
And even if you don't trust you
I won't give up on you
Through the deadliest void
I'll find a way and offer you a hand
The violence that may surround you I'd withstand
As I can't stand seeing you destroyed
Finally a comment submerged
The danger was overcomed
Pushed behind a thin emotional hatch
I'll once again go back to my watch
Pokemon: Sinnoh League Smash pt.3Sinnoh League Smash pt. 3Pokemon: Sinnoh League Smash pt.3 by darkone4587
Outside of the stadium Nao walks out seriously looking as the various people in the crowd talk among themselves, before looking at her and watching her stunned.
"Well of course their amazed by me, I'm one of the best trainers here."
"That was amazing Nao." Egil says rushing up to her. "You finished that battle really quick."
"Well of course." Nao says embarrassed by his praise. "I'm one of the strongest trainers here."
"Well I wouldn't say that." Tamia says walking up to the pair alongside Balin. "You haven't seen my battle yet."
"Well what about my battle?"
MLP-Harmonics: Strangest Custody Battle pt.3MLP-HarmonicsMLP-Harmonics: Strangest Custody Battle pt.3 by darkone4587
The Strangest Custody Battle in Equestrian History pt. 3
In the Crystal Empire in a courtroom Princess Celestia sits in the judges seat while Princess Luna, Trixie, Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy sit in the jury's seat with Discord as bailiff playing a saxophone alongside Pinkie Pie as Shinning Armor sits alongside Princess Cadance sitting in the accusers seat and Queen Chrysalis sitting in the defendants seat.
"So Chrysalis, please explain the indiscretions in the account of your daughter's birth." Celestia says seriously.
"Fine then." Chrysalis says nervously. "But I might need some visual aids."
"I can help with that." Discord says snapping his fingers and caus
Digimon Augmented Ch.73Ch. 73: X Event pt.4Digimon Augmented Ch.73 by darkone4587
Inside the hollow cavern of the mountain Seva, Velia, and Marin stand alongside their Digimon as they are overcome with data and their Digivices glow with an intense blinding light, standing against Breakdramon as Babamon watches on the sidelines.
"What's going on?" Babamon asks curiously. "This can't be Digivolution."
"She's right how is this happening?" Velia asks concerned.
"Their Digivolving all right." Marin says looking at them. "We must've been gaining a ton of experience taking this quest, and we're still in a party with the boys to."
"Either way all that adds up to us hitting one big milestone." Seva says excitedly holding out her Digivice. "Now th
SampleThey say things got better, after the war.Sample by shadowkitty723
Life here used to be horrible, or so they tell us, thousands of people living their lives in a system dedicated to restricting their individual choices and freedoms. The government systematically separated the country into separate sectors, each dedicated to a different aspect of our society as a whole. Education was a farce, a lie designed to make it seem as though all was as it should be, while my people jumped through the various hoops designed to continue the next generation of mindless drones, working and living under a single, enormous lie.
In retrospect, it’s plain to see where they went wrong.
The revolution came from the cracks, the giant spaces between the sectors, the world between worlds where people scrambled for survival, fighting to live like a herd of wild dogs. It was a girl from the seventh Sector, Pendulum, who led the rebellion, or so the history books say. Her name was Paige Eversnow, and when
Zodiac Wars Vol.1 Ch.7Zodiac Wars Vol. 1Zodiac Wars Vol.1 Ch.7 by darkone4587
Ch. 7: Daily Life
Just outside of the forest in front of the bus stop Dirk and Gabriela stand around in their school uniforms waiting for the bus.
"I had figured with this whole dragon thing I wouldn't have to go to school again." Dirk says annoyed as he fiddles with his uniform.
"Of course we have to go to school." Gabriela says seriously. "Our best defense against the other clans is blending in among the regular humans."
"Well at least now I have these awesome powers." Dirk says happily. "And with all this training gym class is going to be easy."
"I should tell you, never use your powers in front of ordinary humans."
Labyrinthine Vol.1 Ch.6Labyrinthine Vol. 1Labyrinthine Vol.1 Ch.6 by darkone4587
Ch. 6: Practice
In the middle of the day at their restaurant the Dragon's Head Guild work dealing with their small amount of customers, when a short man with a thick beard in a sharp suit walks into the restaurant and starts looking around.
"Well if it isn't my favorite little wannabes." The man says walking into the restaurant. "You guys actually gonna pay your rent?"
"Hey Qwin." Pax says annoyed by the man's appearance. "We're working on it, and soon you won't be able to call us wannabes."
"Oh yeah, you managed to get a fourth."
"Pax, I've got to run off." Vil says rushing out of the restaurant. "I'll see you later okay."
The Eternal Bond of a Dragon Rider"It's rather shallow." The healer noted, cautiously peeling away Rhilahan's bloody shirt. He meticulously studied the wound along the Ranger's lower back before applying the numbing balm. With nimble fingers, the elderly healer began stitching the torn skin back together. His attention to detail did not falter even among the growing cries of pain in the crowded chapel. Anyone with any sense of medical experience were thrown into the fray helping the wounded and easing the dying's final minutes.The Eternal Bond of a Dragon Rider by thwackcrackers
The past two days brought nothing but death and grief for the people of Eyrarfell. The ongoing conflict with the Gnolls may have dragged the Duchy into three years of bloodshed but never did the peaceful villagers of Eyrarfell believe that the war would march to their doorsteps. Half of the village still burned and many innocents were slaughtered. The healer couldn't help but admire his patient, the man who seemingly appeared out of nowhere with a contingent of rangers to aid
Centaur loveShe stared at him as he held his finger to his lips, confused by the grin on his face. He reached down and grabbed her lower forelegs, lifting her up effortlessly such that she was rearing.Centaur love by 914four
“Hey!” she shouted, slapping at his bare chest. “What are you doing? Put me down!”
Pulling her against his breastbone, he held her up by her left foreleg while he reached behind her with his free arm, and brought her lips up to meet his. Her eyes went wide as he kissed her, silencing her protests as his tongue sought hers, and she reluctantly succumbed to his advances. Wrapping her arms around him, she closed her eyes and gave herself entirely over to the kiss. They stayed that way, lips locked and tongues sparring, until she finally broke off the embrace, gasping for breath as she stumbled backwards. He let her go, arms outstretched, and she sat down on her haunches, dazed.
“Uhm...” she began, covering her lips with her fingers as she glanced up at him. He
Promises Kept It had been so sudden. The world came crashing down on a terrible night. He felt a pain so horrible. Something just tore his entire insides out. He couldn't breath at all. He sounded like an acute asthmatic in the rise of a panic attack.Promises Kept by Lapis-DotS
He garbled out a screeching noise like a dying pterodactyl in water when he grabbed his chest as his legs slowly gave, dropping him to the floor. To his coworker it was like watching a dying scene of an old man. Little by little, further and further they go to the light as their body fails. But for him, his world was going dark. His muscles failing him. He lost feeling. Everything went silent. Then finally everything goes dark.
No one knows what happened. The coworker gave her account of the event, every detail. The paramedics had no clue either after trying everything they could, but they still brought him to the hospital. Quietly. No lights. No sound.
The arrival was just as quiet. They brought him
Hidden Letters It had been a long week. My husband just died last week, peacefully, thankfully. The family has been around more, helping clear out some of the things. I just couldn’t stand it, being with every last thing, reminding me every time I turn around. I loved him dearly, but I’m too old to be breaking down every thirty seconds. I know it’s still so soon after, but I need to keep my sanity. I also can’t stay here, too much to clean, so many memories. So the family has convinced me to move to an assisted living place.Hidden Letters by Lapis-DotS
I forgot how much we had acquired in the 58 years of marriage. So our three children and 8¼ grandchildren, ages 12 weeks to 19 years old, are helping. I was asked to many times, “What do you want to keep?” and “What about this?” that I just sat down while they cleaned and when they found something, I’d just yell “Padiddle.” It was our thing from before w
Thoughts VII Somewhere along the way,Thoughts VII by OutWithHearts
Artistic integrity became more important than being able to eat.
As IfWhy did you have to come into my life?As If by kiwiootori
As if I needed another problem.
You're so happy and smart, and perfect.
You're too good for me, so don't give me hope.
While my life is black and white,
Your life is full of colors and emotions.
My life is boring and drab,
Yours is full of good things and love,
Why did you have to come into my life?
As if I needed to fall for you.
The Ship Of No ReturnThe Ship Of No ReturnThe Ship Of No Return by DraganTheMighty
On The Ship Of No Return,
On The Treasure's Fever
All We Shall Burn
Thought I'm left the one
to live and tell the tale,
But human wisdom
is condemned to fail.
On The Ship Of No Return,
On The Treasure's Fever
All We Shall Burn
We dare to cross
The Sea Of UnSin,
Lurks the evil
that lives within
Some of us can't stand it,
they just give in,
The others we keep going,
sailing deep in!
Through frost and fog,
an uncharted land,
We dare to step
on NoMan's Sand!
The Treasure On The Mountain
That Never Was,
The Gold Inside The Cave
Of The Demon Loss!!!
Pictures of a future,
it was not to be,
each of us will face,
It's too late to flee!
Back To The Ship
Of No Return,
Of Many Men
Back again to cross
The Sea Of UnSin,
Lurks the evil
that lives within
No one could stand it,
They all give in!
Left Alone I'm Sailing
The Sea Of UnSin!!!
On The Ship Of No Return,
Shit Happens For a ReasonShit happens for a reason.Shit Happens For a Reason by TheNighttimeWanderer
My father had picked me up from the ACE house at Lake Tahoe, upon which we went to a scenic overview of Lake Tahoe showing my dad the 22 mile hike I had done the day before. We stopped at the overview for about 30 minutes before we decided to head back to Fairfield. About an hour of driving we had just passed the town of Strawberry when the car started to give out very quickly, stranding myself and my father off the side of the road for about 2 hours till the tow-truck driver arrived.
At first I immediately noticed that the driver seemed agitated about the whole ordeal, all business-like with no sense of humor. We got in the truck and started our way back to Fairfield. At first no words were exchanged, that initial moment of awkwardness of being forced to sit beside someone whom you've never know before for several hours...
...someone whom you'd immediately came to depend on to get you back home safely and not spend the night beside the frozen forests of Taho
The BeastTonight I saw the shadow of the Underworld's winged minion from the light the bounced off of the side panel of my wardrobe. With every blink it grew closer and closer to me until my wardrobe and all light in my room vanished and turned into eternal blackness. With my blinds that are left barely open, it would have been next to impossible by the human eye to see me lying in my bed, hidden under the covers, but somehow it saw through the brick and mortar to my blue and semi panicked eyes. With every flap of its wings I could hear the wind rushing underneath it, creating a mini tornado circulating beneath my windowsill. The window panes and frames were bowing under the pressure from the beast’s wings, and it felt as if any moment they were going to fold in, collapsing on top of me and trapping me for my fate to be whisked away by it.The Beast by ecoman22
For a while, it remained silent outside, hovering like a Harrier jet awaiting my move as an opponent in a game of Chess; meanwhile, I tucked up further
The Girl Who Surfed Mavericks (Chapter 2)Chapter 2The Girl Who Surfed Mavericks (Chapter 2) by Foxhound15
I drove up and parked my old beaten up car to go to the place where we would take the photo- shoot. Our school was called the Westcott High School Panthers and all of the football team were very nice, but the captain was somebody every girl wanted to date. I walked into the sweaty locker room to see all of the guys changing into their football uniforms. I walked down the rows of lockers past the guys with one of them saying, "Hey look at that chick." I ignored them and walked to the coach's office.
The office had many pictures in it, with the football coach playing for the San Francisco 49ers with Joe Montana. Another picture had him playing here at Westcott in high school. At the desk sat the coach, Coach Weston, my father. He had a black 49ers baseball hat on with a black polo on with the Westcott High School logo on it. He had reading glasses on as he read the paper that he was holding. "Hey dad," I said and he looked up, "Ms. Faulkner told me she wanted a team photo of th
Hello Evil, Back Again?Hello Evil, back once again are we? Are we ready to dive back into my inner sanctum and seductively poison me with your loving words? Do you think I'm ready to hang on a cliff edge every day to see what beautiful, deviant and menacing ways you can inject into my cranium? Sweet bliss, I think I found my perfect partner and one to marry.Hello Evil, Back Again? by ecoman22
But you left me once before, you ran off without a trace and left me alone, I had no idea of what to do or where to turn. I had a gaping hole inside me that couldn’t be filled, I was left confused and in disarray, why would you do that to someone? I thought we had a good thing going what we had between us! You tore me apart and never took into consideration my feelings, my needs, MY EVERYTHING! You raped my mind and left me motionless for days and weeks!
Days and nights I laid not moving, knotted up in my mind and in a constant state of nostalgia, recollecting moments of our most joyous occasions; I needed to fill those empty moments you gave me wh
OG's of OlympusFADE IN:OG's of Olympus by StevenGilby
Cars are driving through the busy streets. One guy, Marcus, stands on the cold street corner smoking a cigarette in an open frenzy. Another guy, Dorian, comes running across the crosswalk as the light ticks to red. He’s calm but his nose and cheeks are red from the cold.
Lemme bum a smoke. You got a flask? Mine’s empty.
Marcus holds an open pack and lighter in one hand for Dorian. After putting them away, he grabs a flask of blueberry sherry from his inner coat pocket and hands it to him. It has a two crossed broadswords on it.
Chilly as hell today.
Dorian looks around after a silent moment smoking, not seeing what he wanted to.
Where’s EDDIE at? I told him 3 o’clock. It’s almost 5. Is he ever on time for anything?!
Well, I got good news, better news, and bad news.
Dorian is visibly irate at the existence of bad news.
Start with the good, move to
Denki,Yami,Hikari,Kasai!Ch.30Kami/Megami's DestinyKami and Megami: Bakemono,you will go no further!Denki,Yami,Hikari,Kasai!Ch.30Kami/Megami's Destiny by LordOfNecroDarkness
Bakemono: And how do you plan to stop Robo-Jasper and Robo-Kasai?
Kami and Megami: Like this!Rontchoto Secret Art: Evil Seal!
On the other side of Earth...
Jasper: (Gasp) NO!
Kasai: Jasper,what is it?
Jasper: Five P.O.W.E.R.s just disappeared...
Kasai: Who were they?
Jasper: Bakemono,His evil Aruji,Mother,and Father...
Kasai: We have to get over there now!
Jasper: Kami Squad,move out!
Later on the other side of Earth...
Jasper: NO!They've been turned to stone...DAMN IT!
Kasai: I thought Rontchotos could come back from the dead,so what's the problem?
Mizu: If their entire body's are converted to foreign matter,they can't as there's nothing to come back to...
Jasper: Huh?There appears to be something written down on their wings.
Megami: "Jasper,Kasai,my darling children,do not grieve for us,we chose this path.Now the fate of the world rests in your hands,in four-hundred Rontchoto years,the seal will be broken,y
Denki,Yami,Hikari,Kasai!Ch.29Bakemono's Evil ArujiFive years later...Denki,Yami,Hikari,Kasai!Ch.29Bakemono's Evil Aruji by LordOfNecroDarkness
Robber: Give us all your money!
Jasper: That's not gonna happen.
Robber: Who are you to think you can resist me?
Jasper: You've probably heard of me,I'm,Jasper Kami No Hikari!
Jasper: That's right,and everyone around you are members of The Kami Squad!
Robber: I don't believe you,Jasper and Kasai have wings!
Tenshi Jasper: You mean like these?
Tenshi Jasper: I suggest you come along quietly,we wouldn't want things to get ugly.
Meanwhile on New Earth...
Bakemono: Heheheh,My ultimate creation is finally complete!It should be plenty to wipe out The Kami Squad!Now,let's go to Earth,my perfect creation!
Jasper: Gah!What's that P.O.W.E.R.!?
Kasai: What is it Jasper?
Jasper: I feel two P.O.W.E.R.s,both in the quadrillions...
Kasai: Th-That's impossible,that would make them Aruji...
Jasper: Yeah...Stranger is,there was no increase,there was nothing and then suddenly two Aruji level P.O.W.E.R.s appear out of nowhere...
NascentI left a promise of enduring blissNascent by randomfreakygothgirl
Self-scorned and confused
Too arrogant, over-confident
What did I have to lose?
I hated everything
I didn't see it coming
But I had my strategy
The anger that changed me
Assured to me again
That nothing is worth fighting for
Until it's gone
What have I become?
It really wasn't all my fault
Yet I still played my part well
Demanding and screaming
Was only part of the hell
You created just for me
I'm dying so lonely
I never saw plainly
But I had my strategy
The passion that changed me
Assured to me again
That nothing is worth fighting for
Until it's all gone
I hated everyone
You taught cruelty as devotion
Unaccustomed to adoration
Deluded thrall in your creation
Sacrificed by desperation
What do we SayWhat Do We SayWhat do we Say by The-Phenom545
I try to fight this sickness
The sickness inside me
And live for what i say
I dont want to stay silent
I want to make my voice heard
Today we speak
And this what we say!!!
What do we want
What do we need
We fight to say these words in our minds
We want it now
we want bad
We live to say these words.
The man just keeps on holding
The gabble that makes us silent
Just give us the chance
To just speak our minds to you
We love our home
We love it
oh yes we do
I don’t want to silent
I just wanna live to say!!!
What do we want
What do we need
We fight to say these words in our minds
We want it now
we want bad
We live to say these words.
Why do we fight?
Why do we care?
We fight for our say whats wrong in this world
What can we say?
We live to say these words
Don’t take this to heart
We love our land well
We fight your wars
and come back with no thanks
just remember who we are
This what we say
What do we want
What do we need
We fight to say these words in our mi
Dark Solitude of Terrorizing Hubris I don’t know how I got here. This place has always been so dark and dreary, mysterious and scary with the crushing weight of solitude. I can hear the people around me having a good time while I’m in the dark pondering this solitude. They’re laughing at me, I just know it. It always ends up like this, and it depresses me. I can only see one way out, a crack of light that holds the only hope for me. It’s so simple, so fast. The metal is cold in my hand, but it holds salvation and I now hold it! I pull it toward me and the light is blinding.Dark Solitude of Terrorizing Hubris by StevenGilby
I can never find the light switch in the bathroom when I’m drunk.
bath timeIsis wakes up in the morning brushing the sand out of her face. She hated living on the beach, but she had no other choice since her sister passing. It’s been three years since that time and in that time her life has been spinning around. She had lost everything she owned but her bike, two guns and the clothes on her back. But on the other hand she met a new friend. Granted he does annoy her from time to time and kind of stupid at times. She rises up and rubs her eyes and realizes that he was not at the entrance of the tent.bath time by homeboy8221
She started feeling worried cause when he usually gone, he would usually get himself into some sort of trouble. She gets out of the tent and sees he was under the pier. She notices that he covered in blood. This sight did not freak her out as it once was. What did was the smell of them combination of sweat and blood. It smelt like a shunk had sex with a dead fish. It was so bad Isis cover her nose and tears were forming around her eyes. She then walked up to
Celebration TimeNote: Isis is answering in signCelebration Time by homeboy8221
1 Do you like your job?
Charge: Fuck yea I do, I get to murder the bad guys, I love ripping them a part, especially if they are holding a gun, then I can rip that off and do some pistol whipping with their own arm.
Isis: It can be a hit or a miss
2 What was the toughest obstacle the team had to survive through?
Isis: Seeing Charge naked
Charge: I put all the other homeless people to shame
Isis: Such shame they almost kicked him out of the pier
3 Boxers or briefs?
Charge: Free balling
Isis: Boxers if I can find any
Charge: Aren’t girls suppose to wear something different?
Isis: Shut it, I hate girls underwear, it goes straight up my ass
Pretty Girl SmilePretty Pretty little girlPretty Girl Smile by PrettyShadowj28
Step in to our little world
Everytime I see your face
It’s say you’re so pretty all over the place
I like the way you walk it’s so amazing
I like the way you talk it’s breathtaking
No guys can resist it your beauty
No matter where you go your beautiness shall follow
No matter what you do your cuteness shall follow
Uh oh what’s pretty all those rotten girls making fun of you
Oh just ignore them they don’t know you whatever they said it’s not true
Ahhhh you’re cute I can’t stop loving you
I just want to get to know
Can’t stop staring for while
The only thing I want to see your pretty girl smile
Until Everything EndsI write wordsUntil Everything Ends by buggerbug50
I write them all for a purpose
And that purpose is this
I write words because they make people understand
They help people comprehend life
How its not all colorful
How its not all fun
And don't get me started about how easy it is
You wake up
Pour a cup of coffee
But what about that homeless man sitting at the bar
What's his story for his morning
How about the fact he drinks to ease his pain
Every tip he gets goes to liquor
He drinks himself to death
Food is only for pleasure
Not for survival
How's about the girl who rushes to work every morning
The same one you nod to as she walks by
The one whose face is laced with makeup
The one whose face is laced with makeup...
Because the world is dark
Because that man there is gay
Because the world isn't all sunshine
Because sciology is not commonology
So help me explain
Don't walk up to strangers
Instead keep writing with me
Keep writing until there's nothing more to write about
Until the world understands
Until everything ends
She kissed me silently: CarmillaCarmilla (1872) tells the story of a young woman, Laura, and her encounter with a supernatural entity known as Carmilla. Set in rural Austria, this work of fiction was written in by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu and published in 1872. This piece records the first modern interpretation of the Vampire mythos, being published 25 years before the better known Dracula (Stoker 1897). Although a gothic horror story centered around a vampiric mythology, Carmilla is also a love story between two young women that ends in a tragedy as heteronormativity is forcibly restored. This is one interpretation, based on LGBTQ¹ criticism, that I will explore in this paper.She kissed me silently: Carmilla by Kythkyn
In the prologue the reader is informed that this story was written down after the fact by a woman who is now dead. Laura’s story took place some eight to ten years prior to her written account, when she was a teen aged girl budding into adulthood. This, for many, is a time of exploration and coming to unde
Why I Live"It's not like I ever paid attention to how I look... I haven't changed at all. What I'm regretting isn't that, but the fact that I don't even have one story full of hardships that I can tell and laugh off because I was a coward glued to his futon."Why I Live by Konnono
Tetsugaku Letra by Sahara Mizu features a rather unusual main character. Ichinose Kimitaka, after an accident during middle school which culminated in him being kindly asked to kill himself, wanted nothing more than to go senile like his grandfather; to forget the world and live out the remainder of his empty life in peace. Throughout the course of the story, he struggles with the realisation that even his seemingly worthless existence proved to be something life-changing to others whom he meets; that even a useless person like him meant something important to someone else, and with that realisation in mind he sets out to find something to invest his heart and soul in. He is by no means talented - his choice vocation is flamenco, but he has
Rosenhan (Abridged)Let me introduce myself. You can call me Rosenhan.Rosenhan (Abridged) by elGallifrey
I may be just like you. I'm eighteen years old, I go to college, I do many of the same things you probably do or will do. I went to an art school for creative writing with several scholarships and awards for my writing. Then I dropped out to become a psychology major. I currently work under the recreational therapist in the child psychiatry department at a local hospital, where I help run groups with children ages six through twelve.
I am training to become a psychologist myself. But I am also a patient.
In my freshman year of college, I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder, a genetic disorder of emotions characterized by abnormally high periods called mania and abnormally low periods called depression. I have been hospitalized two times since then. Being in a mental institution is, surprisingly, not the worst thing that could happen to a person. Like I said: I may be just like you.
The air was crisp and cool. It was September; school h
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Moving HeartsThere was never much to tell when it came to me. So many people treated me like a mystery, and I had no idea why. I don’t think adolescents understand the concept of “difference” too well.
As I said, there was never much to tell. I was paper-thin, and for the most part, skin-deep. But there was one thing that was notable. I think it was, at least.
I could move things without touching them. You know, like telekinesis. It was nothing impressive, and it always took a little bit of effort that I usually found annoying. I’m a lazy person. Or at least, I think I am.
I often did so in class. Just small things, like moving the board eraser a few millimeters, or another person’s chair. I was never much ambitious with my “talent”.
One day, I decided to tell someone about it. He was my friend. Or at least, I think he was. We knew each other because our mothers also did. We often sat together at each other’s houses doing nothing, and at school, we av
Age"Happy Birthday!" my mother said, looking younger than I remember.
"How is my little Maria?"
My mother let out a delighted laugh.
"Oh, you're Ashley today?"
"Okay, Ashley, it's time to get up."
"Presents are at the table."
She seemed less stressed, more free thinking.
She should have yelled at me for even saying something stupid like that.
Sitting up, I was hesitant to look down.
I felt the difference.
I felt lighter.
The room was beautiful.
It was blue and white, with Harry Potter posters framed in silver.
I had a large bookshelf lining one wall, and a closet lining the other.
My desk was large with a brand new computer humming away.
Even my bed seemed to have a lot of thought put into it.
The mattress was firm and the bedding soft.
I swept the blankets from my thin legs, and was shocked.
Lifting my hands, I looked at my almost bony wrists.
I had been obese since I was nine.
My mother was a feeder and would take out her anger on me, mak
Mistakes.I can see it in my head.
W-when you first learned how to ride your bike.
And you fell.
Remember, you fell, oh god, you fell.
I fixed up your cuts, kissed away the bruises.
And you got right back on the seat and pedalled away again, remember?
No, It wouldn’t happen then.
Everything would have been perfect.
My little boy growing into a man.
And, and I knew it wouldn’t have happened when I first taught you to drive.
And you accidently hit that other car, remember?
And, you got so embarrassed, you tried to lie to get out of it.
And I told you that a man always admits to his mistakes.
Please, god, remember…
I rubbed my hand against your hair.
I wasn’t mad.
How… how could I have been?
My precious little boy…
No, No, it wouldn’t happen then.
And, I even remember when I watched you walk across the stage.
You were holding up that diploma like a torch.
Beaming that beautiful smile of yours…
And I gave you that hug.
In front of all your friends.
A girl and her rose.He ran.
He ran, as everyone does, for so many reasons.
He was trying to get away.
He was running away from the expectations he had to live up to.
But most importantly?
He was running to catch her.
And so, he ran.
She was always had been, and always will be out of his reach.
She had surpassed him in every way, and he was always left behind, staring at her back.
And still, he ran.
I suppose now would be an appropriate time to give backstory about these two.
Older sister and younger brother.
The two of them had grown up in a good home.
They had good parents, good friends, a good education.
And there ends the positivity of their lives.
Their parents died when he was going through junior school.
Another child died.
But he wasn’t important.
She was through college when they died.
It didn’t matter to her.
They never helped her anyway.
Never had enough money to give, so she could never be who she wanted to be.
She could never live out her dream.
She managed to get the
BlameDesire is a direct reflection
of your current form of affection,
Circumstance, merely a luxury
of your active state of mentality,
Perspective a cheap illusion
of a clearly obvious delusion,
and reason lost in a familiar place
of ecstasy and state of grace.
I'm skeptical and cautious to take a step
Cause with each one I give, I have less to bet
In this game of Russian roulette I often fake
Exactly how much of my soul is at stake
So colder and colder I'll get
Till I have but a shell of a soul left to bet
But for now, this I must say
That you should rather stay away
For my heart would be easy to break
And waste all the pain it took this shell to create
I know quite well that I will never be the same
Do I have you to thank, or rather to blame?
Die Laaste Huur'n Enkele hartklop, my asem kom en gaan stadiger met elke uur
Die lewe word uit gesyfer, versteen om te bly, vir altyd, hier
Vlenters lê die stukke, vermong in swart en wit in die skadu van die muur
En ek wonder hoe lank die oomblik van my lewe nog sal duur
Die lewe is nou 'n enkele kool nog aan die gang in gisteraand se vuur,
maar dit flikker en verduister stadig terwyl ek wonder waarheen die sterre my sal stuur
Tyd staan nader, ek hoor my hart verkrimmel, kraak soos ń skedel van ń dier
in die kaake van 'n monster soos die tyd uit loop van die lewe wat ek huur
Mini-Adventures IntroOK so I decided after reading so many shrinking adventures/pet(more like slave) stories on Deviantart to make my own but, I';s not going to be all about sex, and servitude but more about some randomness that me and my friends would pull off when we are tiny.
Ok so first off let me say this, this story has no resemblance to real life, and that this goes against natural laws of science for some parts. So don't bother saying anything regarding that but enjoy.
Weight: 190lbs (3.34bs)
My best friend since 3rd grade I hangout with him a lot. He's intelligent, fun, and very adaptive to certain situations.
Weight: 180lbs (3.2lbs)
I've known him for 1 1/2 years, he is also on the heavier side being. He used to play football, and he's cool to hangout with. He's is one of the most unfit in terms of Cardio, just like me.
Weight: 125lbs (2.5lbs)
Height: 5'6" (5")
Kevin I call him, "Crack Man," because of his ridiculous spe
Moments With the Legion- Arm Wrestling "Hey, Reiner!"
The blonde looked up from his meal, seeing you trying to gain his attention by waving your hand,"Hey, Stickbug! What's up?" He said, smiling cheekily.
You huffed and sat down in front of him,"I told you to stop that! Anyways," You leaned on the table, smiling widely,"You wanna arm wrestle?"
He raised an eyebrow at you,"Well sure, but, I don't think that's a good game for a girl with your type of arms." He pointed out, picking up one of your wrists in his larger hand.
You frowned and pulled away,"No, no, no, not that kind!" You smirked at his confused expression,"I meant reverse arm wrestling."
His befuddled form watched you closely,"Yep! But as I said, it's reversed. So not like this," You put your elbow on the table, palm facing the side,"It's like this." Your hand clenched into a fist, the knuckles facing Reiner,"Now, the object of the game is to not let me pull your hand down, okay?" You asked, looking him dead in
For KingThe intensity of this man who consumes me,
His depth... his power,
We are bound within twilights hour
His soft thunder reaches deep into me
As his gentle eyes become all I can see
Slowly we gravitate toward ecstasy...
His touch... his skin...
Tears flow i"m falling in,
Hot rain drops mixed with chilling wind
Drove me to birth and back again!
Passion seers through our bodies like a razors edge!
My heart is pounding as I jump from this ledge.
I fell in love with royalty sent from above
I feel my body shake, my mind race, and my spirit ache
As I listen to my heart sing...
Precious lover, will you be my King?
survivedSo you beat the odds
escaped the statistics
lived on when no one expected
So you fought the good fight
And to everyones surprise
So what now?
The cost of being 1% is life imprisonment
To Be "special" is to be tormented
Now that the race has been run
The battle fought and won.
There is half a life of heavy sorrow and debt
Not a medal not a prize
Just night terror, disabled relationships, anxiety and lost potential on the rise
The constant fear of not feeling
The threat of whats been broken never to be fixed
So YAY survival
Hooray you lived!
Now go add value to the gift you were given
Quietly and alone I tremble as fear takes hold
Images and acts come raging to the moment of my very next breath
If this is my future, please take it back
No one ever thinks of what happens to the survivor after surviving
What is left of a 1%?
Maybe there is a reason not many make it through
Maybe its better to disappear in the numerical record of how many fall.
Pure SeductionAllow me, a sweet morsel of your time
To remove the static numb
Of internet speed.
I will give you in return
The slow, rhythmic, dance
Of a lovers need.
Breathing hot life,
Into your untapped dream.
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