If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be like this. I wouldn’t have this problem where I have to get myself help. I have to sit here in my fucking room and cry all the damn time wondering what the fuck I did wrong this time.
I’m the kid at the back of the class, Whom no one chooses to like. I like to wear black, and hang with my friends, Especially during the night. Preps talk about me, For I am different, They aren’t too excited about change. The often say I am wrong for my beliefs, And shall pay… Continue reading Me
Chapter One… “Who do you think we are? Are we like flowers? Pretty once, yet obvious to fade? Are we like animals, beasts of burden? What? Are we merely God’s little servents, and the angels are the caretakers? What?” said Mr. Donoven, moving to the back of the class, the poetry book in hand. “That… Continue reading The Fallen…
Prelude- Ari Catyar was seventeen years old, and she basically kept to herself. Ari had so much talent, she could easily do things no other human could. Not only could she move things with her mind, or interpret what other people were thinking, Ari could smell anything that was within two miles from where she… Continue reading Deadly Apologies I
I walked in the hall, a new sense of aura in my body and around it. A glare of sun came through a window, and I smiled. The bliss I had, it had felt so good, I sow anted to be in the arms of the afterlife again, the pain of every breath rolling of… Continue reading Heaven and Hell part 2
I look at the clock and count down the seconds until my next class… twenty-nine…. twenty-eight…. twenty-seven…. twenty-six…
Nadja sat in her seat in the back corner of the classroom. She’s not anti-social…far from it. She liked to get a view on everyone, to keep her classmates in her line of vision.
I was walking down the hall with my friend, Karla. We were going to our next class, my favourite, art. Everybody was moving around like busy bees. Karla sat next to me in the back. “Look! It’s Shane, Karla!” I said giggling.
I am a beast of burden, since the day of my birth. I didn’t know how it happened, maybe it was fate, but I wasn’t given time to decide. At my birth blood poured from my eyes, my fingers, any whole it could. Every room I passed in the terminal ward the people grew instantly… Continue reading Sickly
Smoking time, The clock began to chime, My eyes begins to twitch, I need to fullfil my smoking urges,