| This was for Lillie, her dismay upon losing her love. |


The DashThe room was chilled. Small whispers traveled throughout the chapel. The hushed voices all merged as one. As soon as I stepped into the room, a disturbance arose inside me. Why had I chosen to come to this dreadful place?The Dash
Penny was not a close loved one or a friend of mine. She was, however, a beloved friend to my mother. My mother had informed me of her passing and inquired whether I would like to go to the funeral. The decision seemed simple at the time; I was going to get a day off from school.
So, there I was standing before her fragile body, once so full of life, now barren. I looked away, wil


Isabel's FireA single swing sways to and fro with only the creak of its movements as company. The wind stirs, causing autumn's leaves to swirl around it. A charred building is set before it. Only ashes are left in the memory of what it once was. The building was once a school, a beautiful, first rate school that was famous for the pure, harmless children that had once filled its hollow grounds. That solitary, friendless swing once withheld a young girl. Her name was Isabel.Isabel's Fire
Isabel was around the age of nine. She was an innocent, lovely child that adored school. Like most children her age, Isabel loved to play and


Kind KillerWe stepped into the room with dreaded fear, as their piercing eyes began to follow us. How could we have known that he was a cold-blooded killer? The stuffed carcasses where staring me blatantly in the face. I reached for something to grasp, trying to stop myself from fainting. Anger arose with in me and I willed myself not to shout cruel words at the man who saved me. How could someone so Kind be a mass murderer?Kind Killer
We had decided to go on an adventurous ski trip this year for our winter break. We had planned on accomplishing one of the greatest things of all time, only mastered by some of the greatest skiers in the worl


You Broke My HeartYou Broke my Heart, But that's okay You Broke my Heart, Took my love away You Broke my Heart, Along time ago You Broke my Heart, By sleeping with some hoeYou Broke My Heart
You Broke my Heart, I knew you would You Broke my Heart, Because you could
You Broke my Heart, Cracked It in half
You Broke my Heart, Took away my laugh
You Broke my Heart, The hurts here to stay
You Broke my Heart, Now please go away
You Broke my Heart, Yes, It's true
You Broke my Heart, Now what do I do?
You Broke my Heart, But that's okay You Brok


Drabbles - Chapter 11. IRONY You need more brown makeup Drabbles - Chapter 1
Sirius, remind me again why youre forcing me to be a WEREWOLF for Halloween?
Because the irony is hilarious.
2. OCCUPATIONAL HAZARD Remus spent the rest of the early morning tending to Siriuss fresh wounds silently. The animagus tried to start conversation, but the werewolf only replied with simple, one-worded answers.
Sorry I bloodied you up. Again.
Its fine, occupational hazard.
3. ARGUE I want to argue about
| A fifteen year old girl with the complete opposite thought structure as the rest of the world that views me. My work: raw ; My life : abnormal. I am a new Christian that’s view on life is... what’s the word.. hidden Only God understands how my brain works. I am a 1st class daydreamer. I can make up all sorts of nifty plots in my head. They are normally happy frivolous story’s. Me being a hero of some type or being a saved victim blah blah blah. They seem innocent enough. Then there is the night time me. My night dreams always leave me craving more. They are not exactly morbid, but action packed with the most random things. One was about a mad scientist trying to create a game centered around Halloween. The problem was his game was killing the people who played it. It was a virtual game, one that I happen to get stuck in. The game flickers back and forth from the future to the past. My dream ended with the scientist telling me that ultimately if I did not escape with in the next few hours, the time space continuum was going to destroy the game and anyone else in it: me. Another was about a seductress they were taking to an asylum. She had a straight Jacket on, but manages to escape. They were taking her by horse carriage. She lights the carriage on fire, then hops on a motorcycle. there is a small explosion of fire. She swoops down blackening her side mirror and it shows a black tornado in the reflection. She speeds away laughing after calling them fools, saying “See what is to become of you.” It ends with the people trying to escape from the fires of the carriage, being trapped. I laughed at their stupidity. This is just two on the many dreams I have had, my ultimate goal is to make them into short stories. My only fear is that I will not get it down exactly as I dreamt it. So, yes there are two sides to me, but I believe this is the way everyone is. You know a tiny part about who I am, but to know the whole me, you’d have to be God. |
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"So scared of getting older, I'm only good at being young"
-John Mayer-
I'm an old man. The only thing I like is Matlock. OH! It's on right now!
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~Music is Life. Life is Laughter. Laughter is Nature. Nature is a Circle. So Why do I feel like a Rectangle?~
~ Ariana and Xaviar~
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"So scared of getting older, I'm only good at being young"
-John Mayer-
I'm an old man. The only thing I like is Matlock. OH! It's on right now!
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~Music is Life. Life is Laughter. Laughter is Nature. Nature is a Circle. So Why do I feel like a Rectangle?~
~ Ariana and Xaviar~
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"So scared of getting older, I'm only good at being young"
-John Mayer-
I'm an old man. The only thing I like is Matlock. OH! It's on right now!
-dezz<33
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love is love no matter what sex.
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~Music is Life. Life is Laughter. Laughter is Nature. Nature is a Circle. So Why do I feel like a Rectangle?~
~ Ariana and Xaviar~
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Being with u made me feel for once in my life I didnt have to work so hard at being happy, that is could just happon~dezz
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Death is life's way of telling you - you're fired. Suicide is your way of telling life you ~dezz
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~Music is Life. Life is Laughter. Laughter is Nature. Nature is a Circle. So Why do I feel like a Rectangle?~
~ Ariana and Xaviar~
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