His name was Jake. He was one of my closest friends or so I thought. It was a cold day in december, snow flakes were just begining to fall. I was outside, working with my brothers’ black stallion, Devil, when my cell phone rang. It was Jake, he had asked me to come over and… Continue reading His Name Was Jake
this story can go under horror or death or even make a new catagory as Mysterys. im sorry this is the third one i have sent you… but this one is spelld correctly and stuff the others arnt… Heck you can even put it under poetic cause i put a small poem in their “Johnney”… Continue reading “Johnney”
This is a true story and scars the shit out of me when I think about it…its 3:40 am now … my ride is not here yet… I knew I couldn’t rely on Johnny’s clumsy ass! I knew I should of drove home the other night from the hangover Johnny and I have been friends… Continue reading “Johnney”
jelousy rages deap inside me, someone i dont want out crawls through my skin. someone screams inside to be let free, to yell and puncture everyones lifes with her cry. “SEE ME,SEE THESE SCARS,YOU’VE ALL CAUSED THIS!” she wants to say. See my heart tearing inside and the pulse quicken as my blood and andrenaline… Continue reading Can you see her?
He layed there on the couch thinking of the cryptic and somewhat sickening tale of the past events that had occured in his life. It was a nightmare…or something even more bizarre. It wasn’t to long ago…that the horror started… …it started on his birthday. He was 15 and he decided to just go stay… Continue reading The Phone Call
HE CAME HOME DRUNK AGAIN LAST NIGHT. HIM AND MOMMY STARTED TO FIGHT. HE CALLED HER NAMES AND CUSSED HER OUT. SHE JUST STOOD THERE WHILE HE PUT HER DOWN. I HEAR HER SCREAM OUT HIS NAME. I CAN’T BELIEVE HE’S PLAYING THIS GAME. IT HURTS TO KNOW THAT SHE’S IN PAIN, BECAUSE OF HIM… Continue reading DRUNK
I’m a bad girl. I broke mommy’s vase. She got mad at me today.
I walked down the stairs leading to the sidewalk. When I got to the street I bagan walking to my right, passing the old wyno’s hangout. But I was stopped when I heard the raspy voice yell out,
I’m standing alone in the dark drowning in the fear smothered in the shadows im the only one here
in a world of never ending darkness one light prevails. it was just false hope. no no don’t give me your sorrys.