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On the outside, people couldn't see how much she wanted to make herself bleed across her carpet. They couldn't see the stains of her tears on her sleeves or the mascara streaks down her cheeks when she was alone. She carved lines into her skin, marking all the times she's felt alone, depressed, anguished, wronged, or helpless and cried into the blood until they ran purple.

She was pathetic, weak, and foolish; that's why she did this to herself - she was a coward, afraid of the real world. She locked herself within her own mind from the outside and refused to slide the only key inside through the small sliver underneath the door so someone, a

Wait for you~ (A Sonamy Story) A Sonamy Story~
This is for: ~bah1301

“I’m sorry, Sonic. But...I think it’s time to move on.”
“What are you saying? I’m telling you that I love you. I’m confessing them to you.”
“I don’t believe you, Sonic. Every day, I give you my love and strength, and hoping that you will love me back...But, all of them vanished from my dreams already.”
“Stop saying that!”
“You know that’s the truth.”
“No, it’s not! Please, give me a chance.”
“No...”
“Why?”
“I...just don’t know. This is goodbye, Sonic.”
“Where are you going?”
“To a new life.”
“Ames, please. Don’t leave me.”
“You don’t want me in your life, I always knew it every time you run away!

Cassandra-81 C81 had a name once. It started with the letter A, she thought, or maybe it ended with an A. She didn’t know anymore; it was the first thing they took when she arrived at the Troy Institute. It had bothered her for the first few weeks, but the more she tried to remember, the more she seemed to forget. When she brought the issue up to the doctors, they repeated what they had been saying all along, that she could not be healed as who she was. To be whole again, she had to rid herself of her past identity and become a new person. They would give her a new name once she was ready.

She didn’t know how long it would take, or how long

Story Fragment with Dark and Zaen"Zaen. Zaen."
Someone was shaking Zaen's shoulder. He stirred.
"Wake up, kid. Seriously. I come home and I find you layin' on the floor like a murder victim."
"It's lying, not laying. The verb lay requires a direct object, whereas the verb lie does not..." Zaen mumbled, rubbing his eyes and squinting. Why had Dark turned on such bright lights?
"Lay, lie, whatever." Dark tugged at Zaen's hands. "Get up. It's way past your bedtime."
Zaen moaned, rolled over, and covered his eyes. The room was far too bright. Why was he on the floor again? Oh, right, he had been reading.
"Fine, lazy kid." Dark knelt and put his arms around Zaen. He was giving him a hug? Zaen didn't think Dark liked to give people hugs. Wait... his feet had just left the ground... Oh, Dark had picked him up.
"The floor," Dark continued as he walked, "is a very bad place to sleep. It's dirty, and you ain't gonna be able to sleep well there. And however long

imaginary conversations I“But it’s not like you just say, ‘oh, you have the attributes which I seek in a mate, so I will now proceed to fall in love with you.’ You can’t turn love on and off like flipping a switch. It doesn't work like that.”

“In a way, it does, though. Because any kind of real love—not a crush or an infatuation: real, deep, lasting love—centres around a similarity in the core of their being and the core of yours. You have to have a reason to love someone—to really love someone, I mean—whether it be their integrity or fortitude or kindness or intelligence or something else entirely. A

{Long John Silver Contest Entry} A Simple Look

A Simple Look

“Keep him still!”

Pain, pain, pain. The world was a searing, burning, horrible face full of nothing but sheer crippling pain. He writhed, his powerful form arching off the floor, blind to the world, deaf to his own screams. Why hadn’t everything gone black? Why was his consciousness still here, why wasn’t he deep within that blissful cocoon of unconsciousness?

Something clicked in his jaw, and the pain that had been radiating from his arm flushed out along his sides, then down to his leg. He tried to roll away, but the hands constraining him were too tight, and he could have sworn there was a rope burn

In your heartIn your heart- A letter to say goodbye

When the stars flicker and the moon shine, you know I’m looking down at you, over your shoulder protecting you forever. When the sun shines and the flower blossoms, you know I’m smiling at you, dumbfounded by your beauty and your soul.
Trust me when I say “I won’t go” but still trust me when I’m dead and gone, because you know in your heart I can never leave. I won’t break promises I swear I won’t lie, if you’re losing faith just look up at the sky.
Remember the good in me and forget all my scars. Make a wish to bring me from the dust and from the ash. Sorr

*Paranormal*Aberrant red infusion colours sky, inexplicable!

The New Monk-chapter 6-The sun was rising the other morning. The monks had to wake up early, as planned , they had to go to Jack’s evil lair to get back their stolen Wu. Omi, was the first one to get up. He went in the other monks rooms and woke them up. Kimiko, Lydia and Clay woke up, but Rai had troubles. While the monks were dressing up, Omi yelled at him

“Raimundo, get your backside up now, Master Fung must not see us!”- Omi said as he rushed through his room.

“Alright, alright! I’m coming!”- he said as he snuggled in his pillow and continued to sleep.
Kimiko went in his room and, of course, managed to get the lazy Brazilia

One word too manySpoke to myself.
Self spoke back.

TotA Versus: A Promise Fulfilled Two years had passed since the fall of Van Grants and the Six God Generals. Two years since Van tried to erase the world of Auldrant from existance, so that he could create a new world in its place. A world free of the Score, a world that wasn't bound by destiny. He almost succeeded...and would have, were it not for the heroic deeds of Luke fon Fabre and his friends. They, along with inhabitants from another world that had merged with Auldrant, had stopped Van and his comrades from seeing their plan through. However, it was at the cost of Luke's life; he had sacrificed himself in order to stop Van, and release the entity known as Lorelei.

100 Themes- 001Well, This Sucks.
Lu Yuen tried to move his arm, but that caused the ropes to tighten more, and slip farther down towards the raging river below. He let out a huff of frustration. "Can't you just pull me up?"
"If you wanna send both of us falling into the river, sure." He didn't have time to deal with Emi's sarcasm. His legs were numb after an hour of hanging. "I have to find another way to get you up."
The boy let out a whine, shaking a bit. "You better hurry up then. I might end up dying here of starvation before you can get me out."
The female samurai scoffed. "You won't. Don't worry."
Lu Yuen tried to look up at the girl. "I haven't eaten since last night!"
Emi frowned. "Your fault."

"I had no food!" he protested, trying to untangle himself from the rope. It ended sliding down some more, towards the sharp rocks. He made a face. He didn't want to get cut up into piec

Crime of PassionWhen she left, the door closed like a gunshot.

Behind GlassThere I was, having gunned down my first plane. I turned in the seat of the cockpit just in time to see his PZL 23 Karaś go down right over the treeline into our territory. I never felt such a rush under my wings, and I could see the face of my grandfathers before me smiling through the clouds like they were welcoming me into the flock. Even better, the thought of praise I would get from my superiors for once. I’d proven them all wrong. I was the fledgling that left the nest too early, with only a few months of training beneath me before they sent me out to war.

It was the only kill I got all day, but it was all I needed. I return

*Eruption*Dormant volcano erupts in unwary heart!

2013 Delice1941
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Lightning Strikes

by ~Life-Is-Oppurtunity, May 14, 2012, 7:13:37 PM
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"Lightning strikes the same person twice when they have a feeble mind," she said lightly as her tongue danced delicately between her two lips. I wanted to sip her in with my throat, and devour her entirety, but even then, we would not be close enough for me. But for now, she craved my attention as she listened with her eyes at the things I may say with my own gaping mouth. Unlike hers though, I hadn't a sweet mouth, but one full of darkness, and if you looked at me properly, you would see the shadows that caved into my throat as I spoke.

My hallow chest breathed in, she had all of my oxygen and I tried to contain myself as I cleared my throat and asked her, "Explain what you mean." Yet, I didn't want to hear her words, I wanted to listen to her melodic whispers as she stroked my ear with her bitter voice compromised of a strange masculinity but doused down by her mother's genes and her father's footsteps as he had left.

"Once you think you'll never be hit again, you are," she says as she stands up. Her hips are hugged tightly by her night sky washed jeans, and her chest covered as her heart is by the softness of her cotton t-shirt. I wondered what she was thinking, but knew it was time. I stood up beside her, close enough that I could smell her washed out fruity scent, but I couldn't stand to touch her in fear I'd run my hands through her wild black hair, and my emotions would overcome good-intentions and I'd pin her with my lips.

I tugged at myself, overcome by persistence, but I grew further away as I tightened my face. I looked at her and said, "I guess it's time for me to go then."

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*L0NE-W0lf May 21, 2012

Excellent description. You're a great writer, always so vivid.

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~Life-Is-Oppurtunity May 21, 2012 Student Writer

Thank you!

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*L0NE-W0lf May 24, 2012

You're welcome!

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~Myth-of-Creation May 14, 2012

Pretty damn hot

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~Life-Is-Oppurtunity May 14, 2012 Student Writer

OW, OW!

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