You’d like me to reveal myself; with pride, I Shall. You ask me what my nationality is; with pride, I Tell.
Author: GoddesS_of_DarknesS
-I try to settle things without violence. But sometimes, people just ask for it!
Pressure
With the weapon in my hand, vultures hover over me just to see me smile. All I ask for is peace.
The Moon’s Time to Shine In (part 2)
Heavenly fog descends to earth;rnmarching through the thickness we go.rnIcy drops rest on the window.rnBlack silouhettes of trees take my breath away.
Brutal Avengance
I stopped in my path as I was walking down the street that night. It was getting bitterly cold, and across the street was a nice, thick blanket; The night was dead and silent, so there was no need to check for traffic.
Persistant, Endless Pain
Countless times, it’s happened — my “one,” my “all” has been ripped away from me. As each one one lost, the next was more precious than the last.
Tribulation
Severe suffering; all this pain — a thousand bleeding cuts on your body, coated with salt. Scars in your chest for others’ victories felt, and your pain felt. Being left behind, unwanted, banished from all humanity.
Death-Final Chapter: Never will we Part
Josie, “alive” again, stood in front of her shocked mother; she stood with her arms behind her back. With an evil-looking grin on her little round face, and her pale gray eyes focused on her mother, she held in her hands the same axe she killed herself with.
Death – Chapter 3:
Scene 1 “I didn’t plan on dying so young, and there’s so much I wanted to see and do. I’ve decided I want to stay on Earth and be the soul of my pet dog, so I can see my family.” So that night, Death made the dog die in its sleep, and Josie’s soul… Continue reading Death – Chapter 3:
Death – Chapter 2: Dark Funeral
When Josie awoke, she found herself in a graveyard. She thought to herself she surely remembered that her backyard was the last place she was at. She tried to remember how she got here, but her memory was nearly blank.
Death – Chapter 1:
In an average little town, just like any other, lived a young girl named Josie Krista. One early morning when her parents were still sleeping, she went out in the backyard to play.