Howl's Dysfunctional Castle"Sooophie!"Howl's Dysfunctional Castle5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Howl wasn't pleased at all with the sight before him. His evil fiancé, or so he called her, had apparently been busy in his bathroom.
"She's getting flowers," came the response, but not from Sophie. On the contrary, Calcifer responded.
Howl poked his blond head out of the bathroom to peer at the fire demon. "I thought today the shop would be closed," Howl started, slightly confused.
Calcifer cackled in response, blue and green sparks flying as result. "You really must pay more attention, she said that the shop was to be closed next week for the wedding." Calcifer boredly said.
Not feeling like bothering Calcifer any longer, Howl went back into his bathroom.
Yes, Sophie had definitely cleaned up.
The bathroom was spotless, and the bottles all organized. He wondered why the sudden cleaning, when Howl realized what he had said at the previous night's supper.
Sophie had been complaining about falling down in the bathroom because of all the gunk on it, to which Howl careles
Slender Part 2Slender Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fifth Page: I could feel Him toying with me. He is using my vulnerable sanity to his advantage, playing with it like a puppet. My whole body went numb as I just stand here being cacooned in the darkness. Out of the corner of my eye, He is right there, hiding amongst the trees. I throw my flashlight at Him with all my strength. I blinked, and he was already gone. The flashlight only hit the ground. I continue on, running as fast as I can, ignoring the pain in my heart and lungs, hoping that the next three pages won't be so far. Tears started falling from my eyes as I am just charging in the pitch black. Please, God, don't let Him take me. I'm so close.
Sixth Page: He is right behind me. I have to move fast. My best friend is counting on me to save her. She could be dying. I need two more and it will be over. I see Him everywhere now. I scream for help. Of course, I am not going to get an answer. He won't let me get an answer. He is closing in on me, I can feel Him. He is taking control,
Slender Part 1Slender Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
First Page: The chase had begun. The area went dead silent. My heart was planning to leap out of my chest as I ran in the darkness with only a flashlight to illuminate my way. A drop of cold sweat glides down my face. I already mistake one of the trees to be Him until I flash my light on them. My paranoia rose each second, but I am still running as fast as I can, not daring to look behind me.
Second Page: My hair began to tense and my skin crawled. The moon had disappeared, being overlapped by the darkest clouds I have ever seen. I bit my lip, hoping in vain that it would control my rising panic. It did very little. My lungs are on fire. My mind is playing tricks on me. Which way is North again? I think that way is East. But wait, where is-... I was lost. I could not find the way out of this forest anymore. I'm trapped here, and I am in his territory now. But only until I find every page.... Fine. So be it.
Third Page: I need to do this for my best friend, who disappeared just last wee
Riley Evergreen BioRiley Evergreen Bio1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Character’s name: Riley Evergreen
Age: 11 years old
Looks: Shoulder-length dark brown hair, blue eyes, light skin, yellow jacket, orange shirt, blue jeans, orange shoes.
Place: Morning Mill
Likes: Making friends, music, listening to radio, laughing, telling jokes, strawberries, rainbows, exploring, ice cream, family, singing, dancing, animals, fun, running, mornings, anything cute.
Dislikes: loneliness, boredom, being bullied or yelled at, messing up, her friends getting in danger, monsters that want to kill her, getting hurt, being afraid.
Attitudes: Bouncy, hyperactive, playful, weird, goofy, empathetic.
Character Flaws: Naïve, childish, loud, clumsy, easy to impress, annoying, too talkative.
Character strengths: Optimistic, kind, generous, fun, helpful, open-minded, courageous, upbeat, enthusiastic.
Relatives: Her mother
Story: Riley and her mother moved to a small, modest town called Morning mill. Once she becomes accustomed there, she develops a friendship
Working candleWorking candleWorking candle4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The witches working candle is one of my favorite tools of Wicca! Maybe because my element is fire. But I think it is a good tool for any witch or Wiccan!
Basically the working candle is a candle that you use every-time you do any-type of energy work. Weather it be meditation, healing, or spells. You can even use it while you are doing everyday chores if it helps you focus.
When you use a working candle while doing energy work it helps you switch from your every day normal mode to your Wicca/witch/spiritual mode! It helps you to focus and connect with the elements/spirit/the god-goddes/or the universe! Whatever you connect with when you do magic or energy work it helps connect and focus your energy!
You can just use a normal pillar candle if you want for a working candle or you can make spiffy it up a little by anointing it and charging it under a full moon. You can even bless it with the elements/god-goddess/spirit or whatever you want!
Here is th
WrathI was created by the most agonizing fires of Hell. His majesty created me as a creature of destruction, and loathing. Of course, I honored it. It was my destiny. Being one of the seven of my brothers and sisters, I do not feel shame. I am the reason why hatred and vengence rightfully exists, why people want to behave like animals and slaughter each other, why the most gruesome of battles happen so quick and merciless, and why satisfaction sets in afterwards. I'm not as selfish as the others. I don't want your petty fortune and traits, but I do want you to understand this. You cannot live on without me.Wrath3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Hate. It can't be helped or tamed. It is just a suitable reaction if love is not there. Without any love, what exists? You can't just expect nothing, after all. And what would happen if you were to see all that love you managed to gather for so long fades away so quickly. Your heart will remain incomplete without any rage to fill in the huge space. Forgiveness can't be the answer to ever
IcarusAll he left youIcarus3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
was the fear of flying -
the accidental tilt of gravity
against the air
and pull of atmosphere
that cracked the ceiling
of your bedroom.
You thought he must be Icarus
from the scent
that tattered the sheets
and the soft, white down
you mistook for rapture -
a sweet tryst of love
But the sun
was cruel that day -
abrupt and lethal,
beckoning you to the window
to study how he wore
the April morning
and watch as ecstacy
made criminals of his words.
Spelling CountsThe line read:Spelling Counts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Fallow your heart",
I wondered what more there was to say.
Fallow your heart, leave it
empty and waiting for a season
so love can grow, nourished,
in a replenished, whole ground.
Fallow your heart so it does not become
Worn and barren with overuse.
The line read "fallow your heart",
but the poem, overworked,
meant only "follow".
Please remember that spelling counts.
The EpicentreLike a black hole, it draws the masses.The Epicentre3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flashes of metal, the smell of leather
The sound of boots and low chatter
Fill the space like a fluid.
We're in there, among them.
Brushing shoulders with dark strangers
Tasting the late summer night
On hot, expectant tongues.
The dark pulses with an electric surge
And suddenly there is blinding colour
Washing us over, and over
Igniting a thrill inside.
I take your hand and we rush forward
The crowd tightens, we seize the gaps
Weave 'round curved spines and locked lips
As the first wave builds up
And breaks.The crowd jumps, we scream out
Our voices hurt but we still shout
The ground shakes, our ears ring
We've gone hoarse but we still sing
Our bodies ache, we know we're bruised
But it feels good to be abused
Oh, we're a mess, but we don't care
Sweat-stained faces and tangled hair
The encore's done, the crowd takes flight
Don't know where we'll crash tonight
Keep on singing down the street
The cold road bites at our bare feet.
The Warriors of Kyoshi IslandFighting for the freeThe Warriors of Kyoshi Island5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
In the name of Kyoshi
Kite.flying--Kite.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the gusts of wind take me higher still
and I fear a violent rush
would force me from your grasp.
why do you put me through this turmoil?
your hands are firm, but familiar.
and each time I beg
that you will sense my fright,
but you know only your desires.
And yet, I can't let go.
for you know as well as I,
the only thing that keeps me
tethered to this place
merman story VIIIDaniel's past Imerman story VIII4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I tried to wake her up but she doesnt seem to open her eye.I fear that she might die, that I might loose her. "please wake up" I said to her as my voice became more frantic.I would never be able to forgive myself if anything happens to her. I faced her and without any hesitations,I slowly move towards her and slowly pressed my lips into hers.As I gave my breath, I kept on asking myself, "What is this feeling? Its like Im seeing her for the first time".I felt my heart skipped a beat, and it felt strange.I don't understand it.I opened my eyes only to find out that I was dreaming. My body seems weak and heavy, it was like I had been swimming the whole night. I scratched my head and wondered if all those things really happened last night and most of all, did I really kissed Vivian? I stretched my arms and rub my eyes. I touched my lips. "It felt so real" I said to myself. I feel my face flushed. I snapped out of it and focused on thinking if Vivian was alright.I quickly got
Twilight-Uncensored Ch.5ReviewTwilight-Uncensored Ch.5Review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Review of Chapter Five
By Stephenie Meyer
So I bought a giant stuffed sheep the other day. It's pink—because the asshole kid in front of me took the purple one—and fluffy. It's going to sit with me today and every time I read something that upsets my inner writing Nazi, I shall hug it.
I opened the Twilight book and set the sheep directly in my lap. I shall name it…Sheepie.
Moving back a step for the briefest recap in history [well, in the history of this chapter review series:
Bella moves to forks.
Bella whines about her life.
Bella meets Edward.
Bella becomes bedazzled.
Bella and Eddy-pie fight.
Bella lies about shit to get out of being popular.
Edward decides to ask Bella on a road trip.
Okay, it probably could have been shorter. More like:
This story sucks, close the book.
Oh silly me.
And here I sit at chapter five…and I don't even know he's a vampire yet! I mean…wait a minute… Chapter five was
When I DieWhen I Die3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I die
Will you sing for me?
When I die
Will you cry?
When I die
Will you send flowers to my grave?
When I die
Will you be brave?
When I die
Will you still love me?
When I die
Will you let me be?
When I die
Will you throw away the ring?
When I die
Will you walk over the land like a king?
When I die
I will always be with you
By your side
And sing to you all day long.
A Very Short StoryA Very Short Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone was two inches tall.
Proud To Be A NerdProud To Be A NerdProud To Be A Nerd4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, sure, we're at the bottom of the social ladder.
But to be honest with you, the view's not always better at the top.
Nerds have intellect.
Nerds have insight.
Nerds have interests.
And what do you have?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
So don't laugh we when let out our mighty "SQUEE" of delight.
Don't laugh when we dress up for movie premieres.
Don't laugh when we treat our nerdy interests as Serious Business.
Because we will laugh right back
while insulting you in a way that people like you couldn't understand if you tried.
Which you won't.
So don't trip us in the hall
or steal our nerdy thingamabobs
or insult us in the most pathetic way.
Because we will get our revenge.
You may not even notice, but we will.
Whether we "borrow" all of your pencils
one by one by one,
put too much salt on your food
or walk up to the head cheerleader and say,
"See that guy over there?
He thinks you look fat in that outfit",
we will get our revenge.
Heart ReaperBeware the Reaper!Heart Reaper3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She comes when you are the happiest,
and leaves you filled with nothingness.
She is the Reaper of Love,
the Reaper of Hearts.
She is an inescapable fact
that comes many times in life's grand act.
She is beautiful and terrifying,
carrying a list of hearts to break.
She will always leave you crying,
so don't leave her a place to sit.
Run while you can, cause the Reaper grows near.