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Chapter 1 of Forbidden The crescent moon was my only light as I traveled swiftly, and soundlessly through the forest without being detected by my prey. The poor white horned ram was no match for my speed and agility, and I drained it quickly. I disgaurded of the corpse leaving no trace of its existence. A cool North breeze felt good against my skin, and I smelled a scent that was unfamiliar, but very sweet and velvety at the same time. I couldn't control myself, in a so I took off with such speed the mortal eye would see only a blur. I ran quickly through the forest with much determination to find this sweet smelling creature, and drink it dry. I reach a clearing surrounded by trees, and see nothing. "but my senses never fail me" I think to myself. Then a creature barrels through a group of pine trees on the West side of the meadow. The thing was covered in fur from head to toe, but it stood on two legs and stood over my mere 5 ft. 5 in. by at least six or seven inches. Being a brave and noble warrior of t
Pro log / Brief HistoryPro log/Brief History
Many Millenia ago, started the horrid feud brought on by the enslaving of werewolves by the vampire, enraged packs all across south eastern Europe, so the wolves formed alliances with enemy packs, and declared war on the vampires. The date of the brutal, first and final battle between the two colliding forces, was set on a full mooned night Where man would transform into wolf, and the vampire race was at their strongest. The war was won by the Vampires, and the Wolves went into hiding, and to this day only the most noble and worthy of vampire clans know where the packs are. The vampire race now rules the area and thrive among prey with greed, for there are no other predators brave enough to try to take a vampires meal. The vampire and werewolf despise each other to this very day, that is until the vampire lords daughter follows dinner into the forest, and the routine that had been build up and finalized for many millenia now is ruined.....
TO BE CONTI
Isn't this just peachy???!!!!This is how it's SUPPOSE to be going-
We hang out all summer, he starts liking me too, he goes to stay with his dad in the city for ONLY a week, comes back, we start dating, we continue to constantly hang out, summer is ending, school starts, we go to homecoming and live happily ever after.
This is how it IS going-
We hang out for 2 days, I don't know if he likes me because he says he doesn't but may be lying, He goes to his dads and is SUPPOSE to come back in one week but plans change and he's staying ALL SUMMER, i get a few new friends we have been hanging out all day everyday, i met a long lost friend from bus ten when i was in forth grade, he tells me he likes me, i start liking him, i like two guys one more than the other, but one isnt here, I freak out because of utter stress and too many headaches, i might not be going to homecoming AT ALL, and end up as a lonely cat lady, and die alone and i dont even care
This is what I'm thinking right now-
well isn't this just awsome?! NO IT
InvisibleYou walked right through me and went on with your life. Everyone does, so don't feel bad.
It feels as if I'm invisible because they know I'm there but they don't confront me.
It feels as if I'm invisible because they know I'm there but they don't talk to me
It feels as if I'm invisible because they know I'm there but they don't look at me.
It feels as if I'm invisible because he knows I'm there but he doesn't ever notice me....
Just another person in the world. No one special, just plain ole' me.
Serina's Biography (updated) I have loved the beach ever since I can remember. I can recall my mother comparing me to a fish because I still today, go to the beach everyday afterschool until dark. The island of Lana'i is small and peacful a peacfull part of Hawaii, besides the tourism, but they don't bother me. I have lived here my entire life, and I don't plan on living here for the rest of my life.
As for my parents, well they are nice, but also very strict, and overprotective. After all I am their only child. Even though this island is beautiful I really want to move to mainland, but still near the water. I am 17, and because I will be 18 in a few months I thought I better start planning. I like plannin things, and being organized. I want to go to collage and study to work with marine animals. I love animals, and because I love being around the water I figured that this job feild would best suit me.
I call myself original because I am. I like standig out, and being the one and only me. My natural hair co
In the ShadowsThe girl in the shadows smiles a cracked lipped smile.
The girl in the shadows tries to block out the pain.
The girl in the shadows wants to be ok, and free of doubt.
The girl in the shadows is afraid of bad outcomes.
The girl in the shadows has scars from so many shed tears.
The girl in the shadows waits for the day when she will be free.
The girl in the shadows longs for the night when she will be alone.
The girl in the shadows wishes for a better life.
The girl in the shadows regrets ever making any mistakes.
The girl in the shadows feels your pain.
The girl in the shadows wants this distant feeling to go away.
The girl in the shadows wishes for you to be here.
The girl that hides from love has found you.
Living a Horror StoryI thought I did it right this time.
I thought I built up my walls strong enough.
But I was wrong, and everything is falling down.
I have built up a great strength, but its gone.
I am weak, confused, and I feel so broken.
I don't know if I'll be lonely again.
I don't want to be lonely again.
I have built up my barrier so strong, how can this be?
Why does this visious cycle have to revolve around me?
Why am I not being told everything thats being said?
I'm lost in the dark, and I want eveything to be light.
This feeling I havnt felt in awhile, but it haunts me once again.
The feeling of being left over and over again.
When I look back now I relize its me who isn't doing things right.
I'm ruining everything because I'm me.
Life is so unfair, I thought I did this one right...
StupidityStupidity is a curse.
This curse has taken effect.
Stupid things were said.
Stupid things were fantasized.
Stupid things almost ruined everything.
If you look uo stupid in the dictionary.
There would be a picture of me.
I am the stupid idiot who is cursed.
Stupidity is so stupid.
I hate stupidity.
I need to learn to turn my thoughts off.
They need to be taken away.
Even though I really liked the thought.
It still caused tension, and I dont like it.
Stupid, is Stupid.
Second ChanceSomtimes life gives you second chance, but somtimes that second has a catch.
Even though your gratfull for that second chance, and care for that second chance, you always remember the catch that makes the second chance next to impossible to live.
Life gives you task that you feel the need to complete in order to surive peacfully over the course of the next few years. That task is to keep the second chance safe and unharmed. The second chance gives you a peace of mind. Your not sad, or mad, or depressed. Your happy for the first time in a long time, and you feel like you can fly. Your on top of the world, and everything is perfect for once in in your pathetic life.
The tears are wiped away with the thought of the future you might get to have one day. The pain has faded away because of that second chance.
The second chance is very important to you in so many ways. Theres to many ways to count on your fingers, and toes.
That second chance I would have never drempt of finding, but life gav
Suicide is no joke.Suicide is no joke. There is no coming back from it. Once you have done it, you are gone. Your pain may be over, but the pain to your family and loved ones will never be over. They will be left with countless questions that will forever be unanswered. If you're in pain, you need to let somebody know. There is no use suffering in silence. If you are suffering through depression, the worst thing you can try to do is beat it on your own. Just remember that there are people out there who love you and care for you. Even if you only have one person in your life who cares, that is still one person that would be devastated if you were no longer here.
Suicide is a very final way to deal with life's issues. It is a dark and permanent solution to potentially short term problems. All I ask is for you to stop and think. There is always a solution to your problems. There is always someone out there who can help you. Never think that you're alone because you are not. Some people may understand a lot
It's Too Late When We DieIf you want to die then fine, go die
But before you go, think
Think about every dream you've dreamed
Think about every star you've wished upon
Think about every desire that has ever coursed through your veins
Everyone of those things could become true
Everyone of those things could become a reality
If you go pack you bags now
You will be packing nothing but pain
You will leave this place with nothing but your suffering
So fight, fight everyday
Pour fire into your heart
Harness the hurt
Control the memories
And leave this world old and grey
And leave this world carrying happiness
Don't ever give up because,
It's too late when we die..
TendernessHer name was Tenderness. Blue used to call her this way because she was very cute, very lovely, and when Blue saw her the first time, the first emotion he felt was Tenderness. Tenderness was a young paintress, very very talented. Her art was different: she didn't paint with a brush, she painted with her heart! Her colours were her emotions, and her canvas was her soul. Every painting made by her was a masterpiece, a piece of herself consacreted in an eternal work of art. Her paintings were the mirror of herself: soft, delicate...and beautiful!
Tenderness is a very talented paintress! Tenderness paints with heart and soul! Tenderness probably is looking for perfection in this imperfect world! Tenderness is Artist and Muse at the same time!
Someone SpecialHe sat alone at the train station. Every day, he remained... At the same time, in the same seat, with the same book. His hands never tried to turn to the next page, not even once...
I asked what he was reading. There was no answer. Only the same cold, stoic gaze... Creeping through my retinas. Locked together. No hellos, no goodbyes. Just dark eyes, regarding me with mirthful disdain.
I wanted dearly to break him from his painful reverie... But I eventually realized, no one could do that for him. He had to do it himself... And the timing wasn't right. I could wait for him forever, it wouldn't make the slightest difference...
All of the trains were late... That day, and every day.
I whispered... "I tried."
He whispered back... "It doesn't matter..."
Those three words; each of them a dagger, forever slicing. And I walked away, immortal wounds dripping crimson from my chest...
Discovery of Titanic On this day in Nineteen-Hundred and Eighty-Five, the great black seas of the North Atlantic were parted by crafts never before seen in this realm. They plunged beneath the surface of the waves, beneath the rolling tide, and as they descended, the sea became dimmer, and dimmer....and dimmer still until all grew black and infinite. The lights from the craft shone upon the strangest of fishes, and many waves of small plankton-creatures glazed past the windows, and on to their way in this strange and ethereal world.
Down, down, down....farther still. Then, with a soft 'plunk', the craft lands upon the sea floor. The white Atlantic sand drifts up in waves, floating in the water like smoke. Drifting around and away. The lights shine on this world, but they do not show much. The ocean is too vast, to immense for them to illumine much. The fishes dart back and forth, curious as to who this intruder really is. They have never seen anything like it in all th
DreamHer name was Dream! Well, to be honest that wasn't her real name: Blue used to call her this way because she was like a Dream. Blue never met such an amzing, intelligent, talented and deep person! Too good to be true...a Dream. But Dream was real!! Dream was one of the greatest poetess of our times. She was a sort of source of inspiration! She was sweet, she was polite...she was a beautiful human being. I'm sure her smile was a sort of shining sun, warm and beautiful! Her face was the representation of sweetness, and her soul was, how to say, the reflection of humanity! Dream was suffering, but despite the suffering, she always comforted the others! Dream was an extraordinary girl! Dream is a living dream!
Dream is a great artist! Dream is an extraordinary girl! Dream is a living beautiful dream! Dream is all the good in this world!!!
In This SpaceMy favorite space in the entire world is the space between my window and my bed, only separated by the brown Chester Drawer that was painted canvas white and now chips away to show tidbits of the chestnut brown. This is my favorite space. A cage between the pages of my sketchbook; torn out. Here, it’s just far enough from you. I can see the smile on your face. And the emptiness in your eyes. I can see how they’ll never match one another again. And it makes me wonder if you can hear me breathing too heavy in order to make myself faint.
This space in between my bed and my window is as big as the space in between your eyes. And I wonder if you can see right through me. Or do you just not pay attention to the sundry voices in my head. In this space, I sat down and watched the rain break the glass. This space is where I watched the ants trail in through the hole in the window’s net. I fed them bread crumbs from my sandwich. Until they infested the spot and expected a yard
FelicityHer name was Felicity! They used to call her this way because she seemed to be always happy. Felicity was a nice girl, very funny and always ready to make you laugh. But Felicity hasn't been always happy. In the past she suffered, we don't know why, we don't know how, but she suffered. Fortunately Felicity doesn't suffer anymore. She's better than she thinks! Felicity loves to watch tv series, probably because she likes to get lost in a world of fantasy, where all the sorrows of the life don't exist. Felicity is a good friend. I think that Felicity is a dreamer too!
Felicity is a young girl who suffered. Felicity is happy now! Felicity loves tv series! Felicity is the need to escape from this world, but also the life that goes on!
Stranger Season 02 - part 1(9)SEASON 2
Anyways before you read in this story,there can be with sexual or/and violence parts.And include Gay parts.
He were gone…
for 3 months
i didn’t seen Fabian anywhere,he was skipping the school.
I was getting worried…maybe something happened to my weird new….friend..?
Where is he..? Is he okay..?
so many questions in my mind.
My test..? haha i failed…of course....And teacher was forced to call my parents..now i can’t go hang on anywhere…
No friends.school problems...everything usual…
i was missing Fabi,these black eyes,silly sounds,and each new thing i was learning about him.
When my parents didn’t seen,i was walking out again…the sea,the forest ..everything was almos
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