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Well, This was something I made up one a bad day. It's about a girl who can't handle being tortured by the devil.....Enjoy! XD
my 2nd poem like this its not that good
Poetry | Updated Dec 3, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
this was my frist poem i rote like this
Poetry | Updated Dec 3, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Purchased Soul
We are all SKITZO!!!!
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 2, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
The water was turning red, I know itâ€™s my blood and the side of my head throbbed with pain and I could barely breathe I wanted to scream for help but my voice wouldnâ€™t work for me and I felt weak all over. I wanted to get away from all this. I wanted my dad, to help me, but I feel...
I wrote this piece to use several of my chatbox characters in a piece where they could fight together, and to make some changes in Eiry's life. It was inspired by the song
Miara went away because it's her mating season (Lupa only ovulate once a year, and some of them are very affected by it), but finds a Hunter, and offers Eiry the chance to go with her. But it isn't all fun and games, especially when Taki gets involved.
Taki is (c) Ultramatt, Raihosha and...
This is for anyone whose ever thought of killing yourself. Please don't maybe if you read this you won't. I want you to know that even though I may not know you. I care about you and if you need to talk message me and I will talk. This has deep meaning to me and I hope you all understand what I...
A sharply-dressed man in the middle of nowhere hitches a ride. I originally had a different ending, but I like this one better. If you'd like to see the original, it's one of my notes on Facebook, and you can friend request me to see it. My name is Ethan Smalley.
One day, Will and Amy were walking around in the mall when all of a sudden they met a stranger...and that's when things change for the WORST...
Based on personal expieriances. Alocoholism can destroy a family.
Well, I was bored and really random when I made this story so I decided to make a story about a pancake and hamburger. But there are ideas of killing in this story so be warned.
and so that noone gets confused...
1. the pancake's blood is pancake syrup
2. the hamburger's blood is ketchup.
By Samantha Mackie
Moyra has spent most of her life bailing out her cousin, Quinn, from all sorts of trouble. But when you're the only family left you stick with what you've got. Having grown up in the Irish part of town, a few generations of the boat, Moyra's seen enough to know that she doesn't want to be...
poem of killing
Poetry | Updated Oct 14, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
They march back and forth always taking aim and fire. Holding their breath. Always afriad of whats ahead. SCared and lonely we march.