Hello Hello. I seem, at first appearance, to be a normal, everyday girl. Then you get to know me. I change from a 'normal' girl to a somewhat immature, kind of shy or else too talkative, definately immature young woman. You begin to wonder what's up with me when I talk on and on obsessively about one topic, even when everyone around me lost interest ten minutes earlier. You find it strange that I freak out about change, about meeting new people. You're amazed by my memory, the way I can ramble off random facts about any number of subjects. You might even be unnerved by how real imaginary characters, be they from my fantasies or another's, are to me. Eventually, I may become too much for you to handle, to deal with. You begin to wonder, what is up with me? Now I will tell you.Hello8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
I have Pervasive Developmental Disorder-Not Otherwise Specified (PDD-NOS), a high-functioning autism spectrum disorder. Because of this, I have trouble reading social cues. I am often
Marauders-The Next Generation Harry James Potter walked up the front steps of Number 12, Grimmauld Place. As he opened the door, he was greeted by a loud CRASH! "Sirius! James!" Harry grinned as the voice of his wife, tinged with exasperation mingled with amusement, came from the kitchen. "I'm home, dearest!"Marauders-The Next Generation11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Karen Brodersen Potter, not looking much more than twenty(aside from small lines around her eyes), came up the stairs wiping her hands on a towel as she rolled her eyes with mock exasperation. "How many times have I told you not to call me 'dearest'?" Her voice still carried a hint of a Danish accent, even after living in England for 8 years. She smiled, brushing a lock of waist-length golden hair over her shoulder.
"I don't remember..would you care to remind me?" Karen's answer was drowned out by footsteps pounding on the floor above. "Daddy's home!" Two black-haired boys shouted as they slid down the banister, followed closely by a brown-haired boy. They ran to Harry, who gave Karen a look of
EnchantmentA forest of thornsEnchantment9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Protecting a treasure
To the kingdom
Inside the castle
Spiders' silk tapestry is hung
The soft grey powder
Of passing ages
Lies thick upon all
Frozen in time
Until one awakens
She lies as though dead
Yet only slumbers
The lips of a Prince
Brushing against hers
Will end the night
All is silent
MelodyThis melody that echoes in my ears,Melody7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're my tale of wonders.
The melody of life, the one you hear every day.
You make it, it's pure, it's soft, it affects you.
The notes fly high in the sky and landed in an unknown ear, that doesn't recognize it.
Because the melody of each person is unique, like yours or mine, that of your neighbor, your parents or your friends.
It consists of pianissimo, as of fortissimo.
It goes up, it goes down like the waves of the ocean.
It started at your birth.
Your melody yet has something more than the others.
It's sad, it's as if the notes played backwards.
All notes appear to be similar, but they all have their own stories.
We'll travel there together:
You do not like this note, because it reminds you a place in your body, which does not transmit the entire note.
It's lost, it goes astray, it's desperate ...
Will it find its purpose?
What did you want to do with this note?
Move your finger to show someone the way?
Move your arms, to kiss someone yo
Poem: RhiannonRhiannon,Poem: Rhiannon7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sing to me like a bell through the night,
Take me to the sky on your wings like a bird in flight,
And chase away my worries like Stevie Nicks sang once upon a breath,
And chase away my worries like his song promised once upon a lyric.
Let your voice raise in those soothing tones,
Let me drift to slumber and let my mind slip away,
And when I wake, let my trouble be gone and the sky the most infinite blue,
And when I wake, let me hear the phantom song again in the far corners of my head.
Grace me with the sight of your three little birds,
Grace me with your lilting tune, and vanquish my strife and pain,
And when I rouse from the troubleless slumber, let me hear you promise everything is fine,
And when I rouse from the troubleless slumber, let me see you vanish into the fine clouds.
And when the sky is starless, appear to me before I dive back into reality, if I might glimpse your beauty,
And when the sky is starless, let me hear one more line, if I
Magic SpellsFastMagic Spells9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A movement slow
That should be fast
The future now
Will be the past
Speed up the clock
Let time fly by
So mot the Spirits
Hear my cry.
We're going fast
Let time move slow
And maybe in
The present show
This moment stop
This time be still
For this will be
My only will.
A deed's been done
And time has passed
But something's wrong
That cannot last
Return me to
That time and place
So I may change
The way I face.
Love Spells Warnning: Only think of one person when doing ANY love spell, if not the results will varry... Also a spell is more susseful if it is only one you are thinking of and not moreLove Spells10 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
A Spell For Just A Little Nudge...
A Pink Candle