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Bought and Sold -Preview- "Mommy!" I screamed as the men in the funny joker costumes tore her
hand from mine. "Don't let them take me!" She just stood there blankly.
The man standing nearest to her gave her an envelope and followed the
men that were carting me off to there van. She looked in the envelope
and checked whatever was inside. One she was satisfied she glanced at me
one more time and turned to walk into the house.
"MOM-" I tried to yell for her but a cloth was rapped around my
head, muffling my screams and absorbing the hot streaking tears rolling
down my face. The men threw me into the corner of the van and hopped in.
I saw the swish of the edge of mommy's dress as she disappeared into
the house and the doors closed, sending me into total darkness.
Lights. Thousands of them scattered across the sky. Makes you wonder if they are just burning balls of hot gas or something more. Something better then what you are or have. You have a ways to get to them and find out but then I think of what I got, and work my hardest just to stay here.
"Axel?" A feeble voice called from the doorway. A medium set blonde hair blue eyed guy walked in with tears in his eyes, lines scoring his cheek red from the salty tears. Once he saw me he crumbed. My left eye was gone, a bloody ace bandage rapped around my head to cover the now empty socket. My left leg was up in traction rope and my right leg from the knee down was gone as well, ace covering the nub. Three fingers on my right hand were broken and put into a splint, while my left arm wasn't hurt a bit.
"Oh my god.......Wha-....How?" Roxas kept asking questions, or at least trying to, when he walked to my bed. I just looked at him, smiling, and my once normally electric green,
30 Day Original Story Development Challenge30 Day Original Story Development Challenge
Here is a 30 day original story development challenge. It can be filled by prose or illustration or comic or even just script, whatever works for you and how you’ll be displaying the setting. Feel free to reveal as much or as little as you want.
Day 1 - A main protagonist, their bio.
Day 2 - A Main protagonist’s love interest(s), their bio(s).
Day 3 - A main protagonist’s best friend(s), their bio(s).
Day 4 - A main antagonist, their bio.
Day 5 - The place a character sleeps.
Day 6 - The place a character works/goes to school/hangs out whatever.
Day 7 - A major story location.
Day 8 - A character’s parent(s) or guardian
Day 9 - A minor antagonist.
Day 10 - Your character when they were young(er)
FallingI don't mind falling for you because the impact of the ground will show that I'm awake and that you weren't a dream.
One of those days....Man did I feel good! I had my ripped denim shorts on, the tightest shirt on that read "I <3 Nerds", a grape tootsie pop hanging from my lips and black sandals covering my feet. In my left pocket was my cell and in my back right was my I-pod touch in a blueberry skull-candy skin with 'Comin In Hot' by Hollywood Undead blasting through my headphones. My hair was dark brown, my bangs in my face and my icy-blue eyes highlighted by black eyeliner. I didn't feel good, I felt down right Hot! Not including the summer heat blasting down on me.
I love those time when I look like this and make the guys heads turn. But the greatest part about this is when I see my man looking like this. Poor buy, his pupils shrink, his face flushed and his hands go to fists. But I do pay for it when he kisses me. Man that man can kiss! The sad thing is I know he hasn't had much practice so he's got natural talent!
Jerom the Buck- 26 years old
- 150 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Skin Color: Apricot
Likes: Forest, Literature, Silence, Vegetables, Amelia
Dislikes: Smog, Anything Man-Made, Jake
Lives in the forest of Grendal with his mate Amelia. They meet long ago when they were only fawns.....
Truly HappySomething happened to me the other day. The true beginning to the rest of my life.
So I was sitting on my boyfriends lap waiting for my turn to bowl, and touching my lip lightly for it hurt from today's earlier actions.
"Whats wrong." He asked, concerned. I shook my head as if nothing was wrong but he could tell the pain was true for he could see it in my eyes.
"My dad hit me."
"Why." It wasn't a question but a statement.
"It wasn't a big deal. I just got too mouthy and he popped me in the lip. He's my dad so no big deal. Just a small cut." I said staring at the wall. I couldn't look at him in the eyes." Besides better me then anyone else. I've dealt with it longer, and I don't even know why I'm complaining about it because other kids get worse." I would have kept on rambling but the way he said this next word I just stopped.
He stood up, me sliding off his lap and into the seat next to him, and took his turn. I just stared at this man. He confused me so much by not his wor
Just Another Love Letter.......There are so many things i wish I could tell you but right when the time comes for me to say them I get tongue tied!
Remember the moments when you would look at me over the rim of your glasses and I would try to look anywhere but your face?At those time stupid cheesy love quotes and sweet songs that make me think of you run through my head and make me all flustered.
At times when I pick up scents that smell so close to yours I feel safe. It wraps itself around me like your arms and plunges me into comfort and security.
I absolutely hate crying in front of you because I hate seeming so vulnerable when my look to everyone else is so strong. But then on the other hand when I cry in front of you I feel like all of the weight has been lifted from my shoulders and I can let go.
On Friday night when we were laying on my floor, just ignoring everything around us, I felt the burden life and couldn't help but cry. When you helped me up and hugged me, that hug........when you wrapped your a
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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