The Beast Revealed
You want what?
Keira crossed her arms and stuck her lip out defiantly.
I want to see your dark side. she repeated, her voice and gaze even as she stared at Jak, who stood in the doorway of his room, struck speechless.
The hero blinked and shook his head, as if testing if he was awake, before focusing on her face again. After another moment of staring, Jak turned away, busying his hands with shucking his racing jacket.
Keira, its Its not a good idea. he said over his shoulder, avoiding her eyes. You got no idea what its like.
Thats why
Daunting Memories: Chapter One by SapphireBlaze483, literature
Literature
Daunting Memories: Chapter One
Daunting Memories
Chapter One:
Saturday morning, another emotionless day ahead. But that's soon to change...
My feet are heavy, eyelids almost closed, but however tired I am, I must do what I have to.
I know what today is. And I'm going to try that same thing again.
The same thing I tried five years ago.
I won't rest until I do.
I'm older now. And now that I am, things are going to change.
A police officer walks towards me in my cell.
"you're being paroled, come with me"
I follow the guard to a desk. Deja vu...
"Name?"
"Trent Boyett"
"Age?"
"15"
"Cell number?"
"1820"
"alright, I will now hand back any
The Boy who fell for the Devil by Tangerine-Catnip, literature
Literature
The Boy who fell for the Devil
Chapter 1
I clutch my mother's hand as she walks briskly to the town square, pulling me along behind her. I was stumbling as she pulled me along due to the ridiculous outfit she had made me wear. It was far too small. It hugged my slender frame so tightly I could hardly walk in it. When I had asked my mom if I had to wear it she simply replied that "I had to look nice just in case." I however don't see the logic in this. If I'm going to be a meal for a monster, does it matter what I look like? But I know better than to argue with my mother. I run a few fingers through my white hair. My red eyes look up at my father.
He is walking on my oth
Have you ever eaten an ice cream with all the colors of the rainbow drizzled on top?
Have you ever noticed how they all mix together?
They look beautiful
They intrigue you
But when you lick the ice cream all the colors change
They blend into each other
What was once beautiful
What was once intriguing
Becomes grey
Gloomy
Un-appetizing
Those ice creams make me think of butterfly paintings
You put drops of paint on a page
Fold the page in half
They mix together
They get blurred
They get messy
Then the painting makes me think of body image
Hundreds of perfect girls
All shapes
All sizes
Dotted around the world
A few get toget
Bob was in trouble. He forgot his wedding anniversary. His wife was
really pissed.
She told him "Tomorrow morning, I expect to find a gift in the
driveway that goes from 0 to 200 in 6 seconds AND IT BETTER BE THERE !!"
The next morning he got up early and left for work. When his wife woke
up, she looked out the window and sure enough there was a box
gift-wrapped in the middle of the driveway.
Confused, the wife put on her robe and ran out to the driveway, brought
the box back in the house.
She opened it and found a brand new bathroom scale.
Bob has been missing since Friday.
Please read the author's comments after reading this. This was meant to be an equal rights piece, not just women's.
Dear Boys,
I might not be hot.
I might not be skinny.
Hell, I might not even be the girl your father wants you to bring home.
But that's not my problem.
It's not my desire to be your slut, your whore.
I know I'm not the girl the team talks about in the locker room.
And don't you for a second think I wish I was.
I wear what I want, do what I want, go and say what I want because I'm me.
I'm me for myself, I'm me for God and I'm me for life.
Nothing you say or do will ever change that.
And if you're reading this and you
She danced with a demon,
and now she's falling.
She is falling in love with a demon,
and now she's damned.
He danced with an angel,
and now he's falling.
He is falling in love with an angel,
and is paying for her soul.
They danced together,
and started falling.
They are paying with their souls,
but they're together.
They are paying eternally,
they are happy.
They don't blame each other,
and they smile.
What the fuck is your problem?
Why are you looking at me?
Do I know you?
Do you know me?
Ok, seriously... stop it.
You make me uncomfortable!
I'm going to have a fit.
Like... What the hell?
What...? You like me?
Well, fuck off because I don't like you.
I don't even know you.
And you smell like old pee.
Jeez, just get a life!
And stop stalking me!
I'm going to kill you.
You're never gonna have a wife.
If you were a shoe, I'd marry you.
But you're a betch instead.
So, get the hell out, deck.
You're such a dangger!