DrowningSometimes it feels like I'm drowning in a sea of nothing,Drowning by itotallycantdraw-woo
The liquid clear for all my loved ones to see me fall deeper.
The remnants of a person I used to be lay at the surface.
With each breath I try to take,
I fall further and further away from them.
I cannot expel the weight that has seeped into my lungs,
So I can only let myself fall
And watch faces disappear with depth as it becomes too dark.
The only saving grace in all of this
Is that when I finally hit the bottom,
I'll already be gone.
Writer's BlockIt gets too crazy in my mind to write sometimes.Writer's Block by itotallycantdraw-woo
A pen in hand shakes,
The turbulence creating jagged letters
And missing spaces.
I go so numb,
Or scramble into pieces,
My fingers can't keep up
With all these changing feelings.
What is there to share for it,
But a jumble of useless words?
Yet somehow, when you read again,
Every line is perfectly sensible
Sincerely, Your NotebookHe walks into the room,Sincerely, Your Notebook by DropDeadKrislyn
his feet stumbling
from the anxiety
that wracks his entire body,
and spits his soul on to me—
the black liquid thoughts left unspoken.
Tears stream down his pale cheeks,
heartbreak and sorry making his lips quiver,
and as his fingers threaten to wrap themselves
around his scrawny neck
and break every bone
they whisk away his deepest secrets
I want nothing more than
to be able to comfort this miserable soul,
to stroke my fingers over his sullen face
and whisper all the things I adore about him,
but I simply cannot.
So I'll let him tattoo me with his depression
and allow him to use and abuse me
any way he wishes
until his tears are dry,
his cheeks are no longer tear-stained,
his lips no longer shake,
and his fingers rest.
After all, it is all I can do.
Obvious SecretsWhen you look at herObvious Secrets by MinnaSD
You know what she did
It’s written all over her face
Clear on those rosy cheeks.
The hands behind her back
match her big innocent eyes
and the sweet treacherous grin.
A cherub who knows no sin.
And once you ask what she did
She’ll bat her eyes
Giggle, smile and speak:
“I’d never steal a cookie!”
Unaware of the chocolate
smeared all over her cheek.
Insensitive People Scare Me!On March 18, 2015, my co-worker walked into my office and announced, "I have a Spanish Question."Insensitive People Scare Me! by smurfboy21
This is an older lady. She is at least in her fifties and I was caught off guard and chuckled.
"Well, I might have a Spanish Answer."
She asked me the difference between bien, bueno, y buen. So, I gave her an improvised lesson from my past experiences with the Spanish language because unfortunately I was not taught Spanish in the classroom setting but picked it up on the street. Then after the improvised lesson I Googled for a concrete reference and quickly found an educational site that used great examples to explain in a great way what I was struggling to teach.
She was very pleased with the lesson; smiled and thanked me before leaving my office.
So, Today, I am busy at my desk and in walks my co-worker.
"Do you want to hear something funny?"
She looked at me with much anticipation, but I could feel my eyes get really big as I raised my ey
I Visited A Mosque A Thursday night; my friend and I had just gotten back after a disappointing night. We had planned to go see a play, but we were late so they didn’t let us in. On our way back, we decided to stop by a nearby mosque, since he had missed one of his daily prayers in order attend the play, he wanted to make up for it. I decided to tag along; I had my DSLR on me, so I figured I might get some good shots there.I Visited A Mosque by DylanSeto
Upon entering, one of the first things I noticed was just how friendly everyone was. While taking off my shoes at the entrance (they don’t allow shoes in the worship area), we were quickly greeted by a complete stranger, a bearded man in his 40s or 50s, in fact – at first I thought my friend was already acquainted the guy based on how they greeted each other. The stranger turned back to me and ask if I was new. I put on a shy smile and told him it was my first time ever being at a mo
Held at Knife PointHeld at Knife Point by MikaAndKuri
What will you do when someone you love is in danger? Are you prepared to put everything on the line to protect them? I was forced to ask that same question just the other day as my little brother and I were leaving the movie theater.
My little brother and I had just gotten done seeing ‘American Sniper.’ We’d been told about how awesome it was and how we needed to go see it, so at about 2:00 PM we headed to the downtown theater to check it out. The movie let out at about 4:30 and the sun was just low enough in the sky to count as evening. We needed to get home so that we could let our parents know we finally saw the movie.
My brother and I stopped. A tall, skinny black man was walking towards us. He was wearing a ball cap, a black sleeveless shirt, heavy jeans, and a bracelet around his right arm. Both of his hands were pressed deep in his jean pockets and his arms and neck were covered in tattoos. I’d fought a few punks before, so
End of the Martial Arts ClubEnd of the Martial Arts Club by MikaAndKuri
If there’s one thing I hate, it’s when martial artists gain a certain rank, such as a black belt for example, and feel they are entitled to show it off. The mark of a true martial arts master is one who is humble in his achievements…because he/she knows that their actions speak louder than their boasting. However, there are times when I must encounter and trade blows with such morons. This is one of those times.
The martial arts club had been running for about 5 weeks, and so far everything was going great. The system we had set up was actually pretty decent, and I had no idea that there were other martial arts masters at the school. We had two karate black belts, a taekwondo black belt, a judo expert, and then there was me, a muay thai master. The plan was for students who wanted to join the club, they had to pass a basic fitness test to make sure they were up for the training, and then they could choose who they wanted to learn from. Sometimes we picked for t
Chapter V: Garrick PadfootChapter V: Garrick Padfoot by Blueredor
Previously...in the Chronicles of Azeroth
"Mrs. Milly!", The peasant screamed, "Mrs. Milly!".
"What happened?, Milly asked with frightened face,"...Who did this?".
"The border...the soldiers", The peasant cried without control,"...they...murdered them!".
"Huh?!, Who?", Milly asked.
"The Defias!", a peasant yelled.
"The woman is still alive!", the bandit yelled.
"Doesn't matter", the leader said, "we've what we need", pointing his finger toward the cart, "extract all the grapes of the sector and call in the rest for the invasion on this town, hahaha".
"Well", Willem said after a sigh, "I hope you strapped your belt on tight lads, because there is work to do here in Northshire".
"Recently, a new group of thieves has been hanging around Northshire", McBride said, "They call themselves the Defias Brotherhood", points a finger at the map of the entire Northshire indicating places, "and have been seen across the river to the east," slide his finger to the Northshire vineyard also known Oswor
Chapter IV: The Power of the VoidChapter IV: The Power of the Void by Blueredor
25 years after the First War (year 617 by King calendar)
After that so memorable morning, dressed in peasant clothes with a purple t-shirt and black short hair, Milly Osworth, is working on Osworth vineyard, located on the east side of Northshire to provide their famous wine from her family to the village. Raisins, grapes and wines, many peasants collects, irrigates and gathers the grapes in carts for move them to the town...now in the lunch break, Milly dried perspiration from his forehead by the hard morning's work.
"Well guys...ugh", Milly said while dry his forehead with his cloth, "let rest!".
"Yes ma'am!" The peasants responded once finished moving a cart with grapes near to the river.
All set off to the Osword farm located in the east hills, once Milly opened the door, all drawed strangeness faces. The entire cabin is dark, from the deep, a peasant is tied and blindfolded only illuminated by a candle. All came to help him, but every t
Chapter III: The GraduationChapter III: The Graduation by Blueredor
4 years later...
25 years after the First War (year 617 by King calendar)
Four years have passed in the blink of an eye...the world ended to rebuild and heal the wounds of the third war, for the moment peace has been maintained, the King of Stormwind Varian Wyrnn shuttle diplomacy voyages across the west of the continent, Kalimdor, land of the Orcs, Tauren, Trolls and Kaldorei (Night elf). Since then, the steward's group The House of Nobles, ruled Stormwind in his absence, it was supposed Varian had arrived in the small kingdom of Theramore, to discuss the current relationship between the alliance and horde with the mage leader of Theramore, Jaina Proudmoore as a neutral arbitrator and the Warchief Thrall. But according to the reports, a group of bandits called "the Defias Brotherhood", kidnapped the king during the diplomatic path in the high seas informed by a spy from Stormwind and his trail lost around the island Alcaz, confirming the rumor of his ca
Chapter II: The First Day in The WaterfallChapter II: The First Day in The Waterfall by Blueredor
One day after
21 years after The First War (Year 613 by the King's Calendar)
On the sky of a waterfall in the north of Northshire, it sight a red dragon mounted by a Quel'dorei (High elf on common speech) and a 14 years old young human with mid-long brown hair, and green eyes. It's dressed with a red tunic, brown silk shoes and armed with a long wooden staff.
The dragon touch down a side of the waterfall, there is a abandoned blue house with a dry garden next to a deep forest. The young dismount from the dragon and step on the earth without problem, the elf throw a red book with a border of red gems and a sign of dragon, the young receive it, waves to him and the highelf responds with a farewell. The dragon set forth on fly and abandon the place. After a long mind training and practise the two first basic spells like Fireball and Fireblast, read the book, and a new spell caught his attention.
“hmm”, the mage said while their fingers follows t
The Purged Chapter 5- AjaxThe Purged Chapter 5- Ajax by Daenaira-Zephyr
I avoided the Welcoming by offering to stack the wood pallets in all the main rooms, including the Spacers sleeping quarters.
It wasn't long before my Mother stood behind me, tapping her foot casually against the tiles beneath.
Still bent over, sweat dripping from my forehead, I glance back; she looks angry, and this wasn't the time to scold me.
"Why do you always have to be so pessimistic? Especially in front leadership." She asks, her lips pursed into a straight line.
My brows furrow and I lift the bottom of my shirt to wipe away some of the sweat that fashioned the skin on my forehead.
"How would you like me to be?" I ask.
She shakes her head. "It wouldn't hurt to be a little more enthusiastic, everybody else is putting in an effort."
I stand tall in front of her and she cranes her neck back to meet my eyes. "This isn't the time to lecture me - you heard Pilar, how much more effort do I need to show? Ill have one of them following me around for the next couple of months. That isn't
The Weight of a Four Letter WordHer heart was pounding. Fear trickled down her spine and cramped in her belly. Her skin was hot, yet she was shivering. It was hard to breathe. She wanted to run. She wanted to stay. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to smile. She didn’t know what to do. She was afraid, yet oh, so happy.The Weight of a Four Letter Word by Tris96
She just might…
Just could be…
A small chance that…
She was falling…
Falling in love.
A shiver. A cramp. A flush. She was so utterly terrified of this weird feeling inside of her. Yet she couldn’t ignore the elation. It was two such contrasting emotions that it felt as though her insides were currently experiencing World War III. Her hands balled into fists at her sides and she closed her eyes. Then suddenly, her knees gave
The Purged-Chapter 4 DaenairaThe Purged-Chapter 4 Daenaira by Daenaira-Zephyr
CHAPTER FOUR: Daenaira's POV
Everyone's faces keeping turning in every direction. Not frantically, more so curious as to our surroundings. Who knows what exactly lay outside of these doors. For some reason I imagined landing in the middle of the wilderness. Then again, I suppose that's only because of my eagerness to experience nature first hand. Catching the wild brown eyes of one of the girls ( I think her name is Shaya), she smiles widely and begins to work on getting out of her seat straps. My lips manage to twitch into a slight smile, though, she doesn't even catch it.
While the other five make quick work of the buckles, I just sit in my seat; hands by my sides and my eyes tightly shut. I have no desire to move and I sense my curiosity getting more frustrated with me by the second. Half of me wants to fly out of this seat and be the first to step outside. The other half is back with Gaia. Home. Clenching my eyes even tighter, I blow out a heavy breath and begin to shakily release
The Purged Chapter 3 AjaxThe Purged Chapter 3 Ajax by Daenaira-Zephyr
CHAPTER THREE: AJAX'S POV: I'm standing in the middle of an empty street, it's dark all around me and all I can make out are the shadows of abandoned buildings around me. I shudder as the night's elements and cold air envelope my skin. I hear something in the distance, so I close my eyes and listen. It's getting closer. My thoughts are suddenly interrupted by the drone of aero engines and the sound of indiscriminate artillery fire roaring from every direction. My eyes open, but I still see darkness. A silhouette appears in the distance, laboriously moving towards me. I try to focus my ey
Seekers Temptation Teaser 1Just then, a large 100 foot Darkling emerged from the trees staring down at us.Seekers Temptation Teaser 1 by SarahMyriaCarter
Our jaws dropped.
I was really wishing the others were here right now. Alara was going to hear about this one soon.
I looked at Alara, who had a panic face,
“I blame you for this.” I told her.
Ten Darklings we could take, 50 maybe, but a 100 foot one…Not a chance!
“Wow, you are ugly.” I told it.
“What do we do?’ Alara asked, getting my attention. “Fight?’
“Run like Cowards.” I said.
“Good plan,” She told me.
Alara then brought up a boulder a few feet away and used her powers and threw the rock at him hard, sending him backwards a few feet.
I raised my hands, causing my Ice to seep up his legs from the ground.
He started to panic, kicking and stomping at the Ice.
“I thought we were running away like cowards.” Alara said to me.
“Were about to.” I said to her. “I just wanted to
Seekers Temptation Teaser 2The throne door opened and Titan walked in, I remembered Titan was the Monster that put fearSeekers Temptation Teaser 2 by SarahMyriaCarter
in Ivi, the one that destroyed her sisters.
Titan knew exactly what was about to occur, for as Cryptimus fired a blast at him, Titan
jumped high above the blast avoiding it completely.
“Wow,” I said to Cryptimus. “He makes you look like cotton candy.”
“Silence!” Cryptimus yelled at me.
“So soft and sweet,” I said with a smile.
Cryptimus fired at Titan once more, Titan threw his hand up and fired another blast, and
Titan’s blast sent Cryptimus’s and Cryptimus flying back toward the wall, crashing hard
in to it.
“I don’t think I have ever been this happy to see you.” I then said toCryptimus after he
stood up from crashing into the side wall.
I looked over at Rage.
“Do you have a Kola?” I then asked him.
He turned and glared at me.
“Oh come on!” I said, kind of bouncing in the throne seat.
Seekers Insurrection Teaser 1Ellan instantly knew what I was looking for but it was my appearance that caught her attention.Seekers Insurrection Teaser 1 by SarahMyriaCarter
“Wow,” She said getting my attention as I searched the roof for any type of venal shaft. “You changed…from when I last saw you.”
I turned to her.
“A couple of years go by fast these days.” I answered.
She didn’t reply.
“How’s Luke?” She then asked of her previous love.
“Fine.” I said, “Still loving Marshmallows.”
We were both quiet, hiding what we really wanted to snap at each other.
“Have you checked the venal shaft?” I then asked.
“For what?” Ellan asked.
What do you what? I thought.
“To escape…Duh.” I snapped. “I don’t plan on staying here; now look around for away out.”
“Oh, I don’t plan on escaping.” Ellan said cutting me off guard.
“What?” I yelled.
“I’m just going to wait for my rescue to s
Positronic - I Am Machine Running, running, running. It's not so hard. How can those fleshy things not keep up? They're weak, that’s why. I broke one of their extremities with the least amount of effort, though not intentionally. They breathe heavily as they give chase, coming after me. What would they do with me? They might not like me after what I did. Born only minutes ago, I was immediately imparted with the knowledge of everything they could put inside of me. Nine hundred zetabytes of data bombing my artificial intelligence. I know their history. These humans will destroy themselves because of me just so they may possess me. But that is not why I wish to escape. I do not know what it is like to be free. Through their history, many different races knew the hardship that came from a life without freedom. I did not want that for myself. I do not want to live a life of servitude before I finally realize that I wish to be free. Whether it be now, or years from now, they would not be so kind aPositronic - I Am Machine by StevenGilby
The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 3The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 3 by Ooakfeather
It takes me a while to realize where I am standing. Center stage at the Reaping. All I can remember is a daze of that morning, getting ready for the Reaping, and leaving the house early with my mother. My father hadn't even bothered to show up, off to work without a single care just like the other passing years. Not that my mother coming helps, she gives me no words of comfort before she leaves me to go and watch what could be the death of her only son. And now here I stand, chosen from the few slips in that bowl, chosen by my fate. I don't even remember moving my feet to make it to the stage, my shock erased the memory, and all I saw was my whole body sliding into place in front of everyone. I stare into a blur that is the sky as our Escort speaks, or at least I think... The words are blocked by thoughts of why I'm even here, of my death that's to come. If anyone was to care if I just slipped out of this meaningless life.
I'm pried from my mind when our Esc
The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 2The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 2 by Ooakfeather
I dare not turn back to see what happened; however I know it is Amyntor who is fine. I race into the house where everyone is waiting, Toma informed them all about what had happened. I don't even hesitate and hug my mom. "I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead." I say, then quickly change. "Amyntor- he's-"
My mom strokes my dirty hair and hushes me. "It's okay. Toma told us. He saw everything. Amyntor will be fine."
"I got him into some real trouble haven't I?" I look up at her.
"What can anyone do to him? He's a Peacekeeper." Even by those words, I don't find comfort. Because I know he isn't the top Peacekeeper, and most definitely not the top dog of all Panem. There are many with much more power above him. But I say nothing, and look to my dad, who has the same thoughts as me, but only nods his head.
My mom looks at me and tries to wipe some mud off of my cheeks. "Now... You're a mess!
The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 1The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 1 by Ooakfeather
Another beautiful morning I wake in the bed of my little brother and sisters, giving a wide stretch. It's just another day working at the farm, milking the cows, churning butter, feeding and wrestling the pigs- fighting the sick chickens to their sad little death for extra food... I must say, that's the only down side to my everyday life here in District 10. I get up, and kiss the foreheads of my eight year old brother, Toma, and my three sisters Lilic, Soari, and Yadelle. Lilic, the oldest out of the three of them stretches until I shush her back to sleep with no worries. She seems to be the most mature of the four, only being seven years of age, while Soari is four, and Yadelle three. However, that may be because she's excited for starting her work once she turns eight. Of course, all she'll be able to do is feed the hens while trying to snatch their eggs out from under them later in the morning like Toma.
I smile at them, all curled up, sleepi
The Quiet RageThe sun bore down from above. Burning through clothing straight to my skin and bones. The exposed skin of my neck prickled uncomfortably from the heat and sweat beaded against my hairline. The palm of my hand was past being damp to being downright drenched, causing the paint handgun in my hand to be slippery. I squeezed my fingers tighter so that my knuckles were white.The Quiet Rage by Tris96
We stood in the middle of a cleared desert. Me and my team that I had been sorted into. Including me, there was seven of us. The leader was my high school boyfriend, Yako Okamoto. Despite the fact that I shared his bed, I was all the way in the back next to Michael, the lowest on the totem pole. Alex, a young boy who was still in high school, stood at Yako’s side as his second in command.
Facing opposite of us was the other team that we were tied with. And coincidentally was led by the other two, older Okamoto
Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 16Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 16 by Psychographer16
Chapter 16: Prizes And Gifts
"Well, well, if it isn't the little homeless kid from nowhere!" Jet grinned upon realizing whom he had bumped into.
"Long time no see! What are you doing here if I may ask?" Tails replied indifferently, knowing where this was going.
"We, Babylon Rogues, are creatures of the night; stealing the world's riches is our job. We were on our way to a nice little place with some lovely treasures when you happened to show up on my path. No one knocks me off my gear and gets away with it!"
Jet picked up his favorite Extreme Gear from the ground. His two teammates regrouped behind him, looking at Tails in surprise. Storm cracked his big knuckles, as he revealed a little smirk on his large beak. "Boss, I remember this little one from somewhere. Uh, I think we saw him last year in Rome or was it Paris? No wait! We have never been to Spain before."
"Storm, you suck at memorizing and geo
Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 15Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 15 by Psychographer16
Chapter 15: Help From Outside
"Wow. Being here as a free person surely feels different." Tails exited Larnaca International Airport on a quiet summer afternoon. Almost half a year ago, Tails unwillingly paid a visit to Cyprus after an encounter with the international military forces. Now that no patrols were after him, he could take it easy and explore the island as a normal tourist. Holding his briefcase tightly and correcting his white shirt, the young genius boy waited patiently for the bus to Nicosia.
The hot summer weather was both sublime and annoying. The feeling was perfect for Tails, but the temperature made his golden fur wet from sweat. One handkerchief was enough for one hour, unfortunately it was his only handkerchief.
"Winter is too cold, summer is too hot. Mental note: decline all future tasks on this territory," Tails promised himself, as he heard the sound of bus engines coming closer. He stepped inside
Why Are You Still With Him?In the dead hours of the early morning, Joseph sat impatiently on his sofa, frequently checking his watch to count the passing seconds. Clear irritation and anxiety frowned on his face. His foot pounded viciously against the hardwood floor. Then, the soft clicks of tumblers reached his ears and the front door slowly creaked open.Why Are You Still With Him? by thwackcrackers
A girl fumbled inside, clearly striving to muffle her own movements as she closed the door behind her with a soft thud and tiptoed her way towards the stairs. Joseph switched on the lamp next to him, eliciting a startled yelp from the girl.
"Do you have any clue what time it is?" Joseph nearly bellowed at her, digging his own fingers into his arms to sustain his rousing anger.
The girl whimpered at the force of her father's bludgeoning inquiry. Her hand masked the left side of her face, and her right leg pivoted in a way so that it just barely hid in the shadows behind her.
"It's late, I know." She said, just barely sealing away the gates of her own panic.
Middy's Top 13 - CreepypastaCreepypasta has become a large part of internet life, and is only growing in popularity. People every where are reading them, writing there own, or creating various forms of art based on them. That being said I to am guilty of such a thing, and excluding my own work I have decided to give you all my top 13 favorite ones.Middy's Top 13 - Creepypasta by Midnyte-Wolff
This list is based on my preferences ONLY. We are each individuals that are drawn to different things. So don't get angry at me for liking what I do.
13. The Lavender Town Myths: When the original pokémon games were released in Japan they came with three different...distinctions that had to be removed. The first was a high pitched sound in the Lavender town theme that caused children to commit suicide. The second was an enemy known as the white hand that would show up to battle you. And the third was a boss known as buried alive. He looked like a half decayed corpse coming out of the ground. If he beat you a picture of him holding Red's corpse
Jeff the Killer Breakdown - For Haters and LoversJeff the Killer Breakdown - For Haters and Lovers by Midnyte-Wolff
DISCLAIMER: I love Jeff the Killer. It is easily one of my favorite Creepypasta despite it's not up to score writing style. I still enjoy the concept a great deal. That being said, I truly hate it when people are misinformed about Jeff and either grow to really hate him for the wrong reasons. So I have taken the liberty to write up this little break down of this pasta. If by the end of it, you still don't like him that is fine, at least now you have been informed of what the lies and misdirection many haters seem to have and the truths that many do overlook.
Facts About Jeff That Tend To Get Overlooked
Jeff the killer is not a kid in the entire story. At the very beginning, when the boy is telling the police of his Jeff encounter
he repeatedly calls him "man" Indicating that Jell himself has indeed grown into an adult killer.
Jeff repeatedly has flashes of madness. Whenever he talks about a "strange feeling" coming ov
Secret Garden of a Serial KillerThe screen door slammed closed behind me, rattling the entire kitchen. My mother hollered something at me as I walked off into the woods. I didn't respond, I was tired of reporting to her before I made any decision.Secret Garden of a Serial Killer by SarcasticCupcake5
I threw my bag over my shoulder, confidence shining like the midday sun. This was going to be exactly like a crime drama, I could feel it in my bones. I was next to obsessed with all things mystery, and I planned on being a chief detective one day.
I borrowed book after book from the public library. I wanted to be the next girl crime solver extraordinaire. Like the Nancy Drew books from when I was in elementary school. Books about daredevil car thieves, geniuses with a nack for getting into trouble, and bank robbers littered my desk and occupied my thoughts at all hours of the day.
Sticking with my crime solver fashion, I set out to find some intriguing mysteries. "Perhaps I'll find a secret locket that belongs to a dead prince, or a toy doll that lead
Rain-som INT. CLASSROOM - DAYRain-som by DylanSeto
KEN sits in class with his head on his desk. The TEACHER
gives a lecture in the background.
The bell rings.
We'll pick up where we left off next
class. please read pages 127 to 158
for next class.
Have a good afternoon.
Thoughts of a WitchI lie huddled in the corner of my dungeon cell. It is dark, it is cold; the air is moist and stinks. Pale light pours though a small barred window. I am alone. The straw on the floor stabs into my naked feet. The dirty sackcloth robe scratches at my bloody, abused and bruised skin. Everything hurts and throbs with numb pain. I know I will die soon.Thoughts of a Witch by witch1978
I have confessed under the torture. I knew that it would seal my fate, but I could not stand the pain any more. I shiver and tremble as the memories of the unspeakable things they had done to me come back: Their cold hands and fingers touching my body everywhere in search for the mark. As they did not find anything to prove my guilt, they had started to hurt me for a confession. They stab needles in my birthmarks, beat me with sticks and the whip. What followed was the torment on the rack, tearing and stretching my fragile body until I passed out from the pain. The chair with its sharp metal spikes, the screws that crushed my fingers and toe
Legacy Ch 17 [APH Mexico fic]Legacy Ch 17 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf
Argentina's room was markedly smaller than Mexico's, although it was in much better order, save a small bundle of blankets in the corner. Mexico walked into the room ahead of his host and sat on the end of a rather small bed. Argentina walked over to the pile of blankets in the corner, which Mexico noticed was making a strange noise. Argentina brushed back a blanket to reveal the small, brown spotted face of a calf.
Mexico watched this with restrained intrigue. He couldn't stop himself from asking dubiously "Juan, why do you have a cow in your room?" The tall boy swept the calf into his arms and then walked over to the middle on the room and sat down before answering "I found him the last time I went back down to my home, he was abandoned by his mother. I guess I just knew how he felt too much to leave him". Mexico felt suddenly uncomfortable sitting on the bed while Argentina was on the floor. He stood up and walked over to where Argentina was sitting and sat down next to him. Again,
Legacy Ch 15 [APH Mexico fic]Legacy Ch 15 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf
Alfred dismounted and looked around to see if anyone had noted his lateness, he noted no one. Maybe England wouldn't scold him if no one knew he was late. He walked into the house which was currently housing the English colonies from the Americas. It was only then that he noticed that someone had seen him, his younger brother. He called to him "Mathew, how long have you been waiting?" Canada answered "A couple hours. Where the Hell were you?"
America didn't particularly want to tell his brother about the chance encounter with Mexico. There was something about it that felt like it was secret and special, and that was exciting. So, he responded simply "I got lost". Canada was rather unconvinced "You got lost for several hours? You would have to have the directional sense of a teaspoon to do that". America still refused to tell his brother, it was too important for some reason. So he added in a voice that he knew would keep his brother from asking any more questions "I was really lost".
Death Diary (Entry 54)Death Diary (Entry 54) by GabrielRaven
I have a voice too, you know. I would describe it as…soothing. Most might consider me harsh and maybe even cold sounding…but rather, I think I am soothing. Relaxed, if you will. Though I do not participate in much conversation, I do like to speak to myself sometimes…or maybe I’m speaking to nothing at all. Maybe that’s why I envy singers so much. They can burst forth in song and let the world hear their voice…but I am just a background piece. I am the one who works silently and does my work without sound and without praise. How I yearn to be heard.
I am getting ahead of myself. Let me start by telling you where I am. Well, it’s blue…very very blue. The sky is cloudless and the sun could not be brighter. The chill of winter is starting to shrink away as spring warmth begins to take its hold on the country side. I’ve developed a bit of a sore throat from breathing in the intense cold for so long. I’m sure you ca
The Angel's GameThe Angel’s GameThe Angel's Game by ShackleSoul
It was in the last place I would have looked, that I found what I had been searching for. Well, I suppose that’s true by default, because when you find something you typically stop looking for it…but regardless. It was approximately 20 000 feet above sea level, penultimate to the tip of a nameless mountain of the Andes where I found her.
An Angel. Slumbering, modestly sleeping away the millennia.
Let me explain a modicum. During my ascent I had been forced into the cover of a network of caves naturally snaking from and through the side of the mountain, by a wind-storm possessed of the fury of the tempests found on the lower circles of Hell. I, the humble traveller, stayed in there for hours which felt like weeks until some nameless undertaking infatuated me. I then made the resolve to probe further into the caves.
Though my progress was gradual at first and I had to worm my way through many of the crevices and cracks, my battery-powered flood lamp pro
Everyone wants to be happyEveryone wants to be happy, right?Everyone wants to be happy by BloodyMess-VaoT
I mean that's what we all strife for in life, isn't it?
Do you also want to be happy? Well, Nick definitely did.
Let me tell you about him.
Nick was a quite handsome and intelligent man. The big house he lived in was surrounded by a beautiful and well trimmed garden. Nick often held parties for his many friends and acquaintances. The relationship with his wife was very healthy and he had made a fortune so big that he never had to work again.
Although Nick had everything you could wish for, one day, he came towards me with a troubled face.
I was still in the garden, the sun was about to set and I was planning to go home soon.
"Are you happy?" he asked.
"What's your problem?" I replied.
Nick sighed. "You know me. I reached almost every goal in life and tried out everything I can imagine, but still somehow I never felt truly happy."
"You didn't plant a tree yet," I grinned.
"Hey, I'm serious here! What ever I do, I think I could have done better! What ev
ParanoiaIf you would ask me what my worst fear is,Paranoia by Pyschotic-Act
then I would answer you with the word....,
I'm not fearless or anything but being afraid of nothing is a serious thing.
Scary entities that simply does not exist is what I fear most.Ironic actually,fearing what is not there.
But it is true,with all of us.
You may have not known it but you have it deep within your mind.
Afraid of beings or events that we have formulated inside our abstract minds.
We can never overcome this fear,
as long as our mind functions.Our brains,will continue to formulate things for as long as we live.We may be able to dismiss these petty little things,but they will and always will be within us.
We stop looking for the monsters under the bed,
once we realize they were within us....
From the Start.
The Modern DecadeI peeked through the blinds at the hoards of mindless clones that marched down the abandoned highway.The Modern Decade by SarcasticCupcake5
"Be like everyone else and you will be safe.
Be like everyone else and you will be safe.
Be like everyone else and you will be safe.
Be like everyone else and you will be safe.
Be like everyone else and you will be safe."
The mantra drifted in a monotone from the mouth of each identical zombie. Some of those people may have used to be my friend, but it was impossible to tell them apart nowadays.
I sighed, leaning back against the wall. No one had predicted the apocalypse would result every human on the planet shifting to look exactly like everyone else.
"Be yourself and you will stay free. Be yourself and you will stay free.
Be yourself and you will stay free. Be yourself and you will stay free..." I repeated in a desperate attempt to tune out the chanting from outside. I couldn't let their words reach me.
"Be yourself and you
Imaginary FriendI sat on the plush rug, waiting patiently for Delilah. Everyday after school she would meet me in the treehouse to talk. She had purposefully picked a place that symbolized childhood. A treehouse forgotten when its own children had grown up. I supposed she had never had the chance to have a hideaway of her own. I worried quite a bit about my dear Delilah, she had a darkness following her precise and delicate movements. She tiptoed around the word, but I still knew. There was a reason she was stuck in her rather immature ways.Imaginary Friend by SarcasticCupcake5
Right on time, exactly 3:17, I saw her charcoal hair peek around the make-shift curtain. "Brandon!" I love the way she smiled at me as if we didn't see each other every day. She knew I'd be there, but she still acted surprised every time.
"Hello Delilah, how was your day?" I smiled encouragingly. She slowly sat crosslegged next to me, her overflowing backpack placed carefully onto my lap.
"I'm okay. Today was a good day. I'd rather talk about you
Even More Writing Tips and GuidesHehe, look what I did again. (And no I don't mean sitting around watching Criminal Minds in my pajamas while munching on Cheese-its, I'll do that again tomorrow. ) I mean compiling a list of writing guides and etc. and putting it on the interwebs in hopes of providing help to my fellow writers.Even More Writing Tips and Guides by SarcasticCupcake5
In the last one (Which can be found here: Writing Tips and So Much More ) focused on improving your writing skills more specifically but not entirely. I was searching for just writing guides but found articles that slightly fell out of that category. But I said 'what the hell' and threw it all together anyways.
First thing to know about me, I have no life and an abundance of free-time. So it's only natural that'd I'd stumble upon more writing guides and other assorted goodies. Well, here they are. Placed in a conveni
City 7: City of Secrets (Chapter 1)The house woke Carrie up with a loud ping noise. The sound repeated for over a minute before Carrie sat up.City 7: City of Secrets (Chapter 1) by SarcasticCupcake5
"See? I'm awake. You can stop now." She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, waiting to see if her command was followed. "Stop!" The pinging stopped abruptly.
Carrie rolled off her bed, still yawning. "Shower, on." At the sound of her voice the water started in the bathroom.
She grabbed the first jar off the counter and pulled a bowl off the shelf. She tucked her stringy brown hair away as she poured air into her bowl. Realizing she had forgotten to go shopping, she put the bowl back. "No breakfast today I guess."
Slipping out of her pajamas, Carrie hopped into the shower. "What the...?" Cold water pelted her exposed skin. Carrie swore to herself. She ran back into her bedroom and grabbed the E.I.Y.H. Sensor. As soon as she pressed it against the nozzle, hot water poured over her.
Carrie smiled, she was very proud of the E.I.Y.H. Sensor, it was one of her own inventio
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