Aspergers - The Curse We Bear:~ AloneAspergers - The Curse We Bear:7 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
~ Dark minded
~ Kids with Asperger's/Autism feel like they're alone. No one understands them. It's like everyone you know hates you and you don't know why.
~ The rate of Autism:
20 years ago: 1 in 10,000
5 years ago: 1 in 500
Today: 1 in 166
Twenty years from now: ?
~ The puzzle pattern on the ribbon reflects the mystery and complexity of Autism/Asperger's. The different colors and shapes represents the diversity of people and families living with this disorder. The brightness of this ribbon signals hope - hope through research and increasing awareness throughout the world.
~ Everyone is unique!
~ Autism and Asperger's are life long disorders.
~ Love make
Customer Support"Thank you for calling BIOMEK customer support. My name is Tammy, how may I help you today?"Customer Support4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Hi Tammy, I'm having a little problem with my domestic. I am a little frustrated here. I hope you can help me."
"I am sorry to hear that. I'll do my best to help you. Before we begin I'll need the registration number of your BIOMEK domestic."
"I have the number around here somewhere, oh yes, here it is. It's T11H38X."
"Thank you Ma'am. Let me just enter that and take a look at your account Hmm I see you had a prior issue with this product."
"Yes, we had a poodle and one of the options we purchased with the domestic was the pet grooming download."
"Yes Ma'am, and what was the problem?"
"There was unpleasantness "
"Well we didn't find all of Precious."
"I am so sorry to hear that. I know how you must feel. I'm a dog lover too. I was so sad when we had to put little Tinkerbell down when the new line of Dachshunds were released. What is the issue you are
Going Postal...Adrift on a brown paper swell,Going Postal...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I found myself a castaway
In the waves of a corrugated ocean
Of my own making.
Packages flooded the floor--
In blocky and rocky outcrops,
Sticker-coated surfaces smothered
In parcel tape and postage stamps,
Proclaiming warnings in red type.
Perhaps I need to be wary - more cautious
Of the many irksome paper cuts--
A glimpse of a white here and there,
Another angled fin corner.
The envelop mouths of sharks
lurking beneath packing tissue sea-foam
My origami boats became shipwrecked
(I still missed the mailman!)
Dempsey's Worst NightmareDempsey's newest nightmareDempsey's Worst Nightmare4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a normal week for Tank Dempsey as he walked peacefully around the park. Being midsummer, the sun shown its rays onto the planet warmly, but satisfyingly so, since it wasn't blistering hot. After a whole week of intensive 'bickering' and 'fighting' he thought to himself softly he thought he deserved a days rest after all. Fighting zombies in many different countries can easily tire someone if they were pushed to the brink. And Tank (unfortunately) was brought to the brink of exhaustion many many times.
After two hours of walking aimlessly Dempsey decided to take a small rest and sat down in the shade under a large tree nearby. But alas it was not meant to be. The moment he sat down and closed his eyes, he heard a shrilled scream of "Oh my fricking god, it's him!" The voice was a shrill teenager' and she was completely giddy with excitement. Tank slowly opened his eyes in protest, she seemed to appear out of nowhere and the girls
Ohyes.Ohyes.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The trees are screaming,
And the ligers are pooping out skittles with the old zebra talking in an English accent,
The pink giraffes with the sombreros are row-boating to the chimpanzees,
And the lady bugs with the mustaches,
And toaster strudels are kicking the narwhals with baby traffic cones singing lollipop with a train,
And the UFO with the Christmas mistletoe is trying to gum the eyebrows that are eating the socks with big hairy Sasquatches,
And party poppers that are tanning with tinfoil,
And s'mores that are licking the gravel that have bedazzled underwear,
And swimsuit models attacking killers bees with superman,
And the island that hails the teddy bear that kills llamas,
And nyan's with gingerbread houses,
And fiddles with the paint that defeats the evil muffin,
And chews the man in the moon with pumpkin pie howling with some neon flying cars,
And heading to Narnia with my cookie that Kory sent there last year.
Dream of meDream of meDream of me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And if you don't
No need to worry
I will dream of you
I LOVE YOUI LOVE YOUI LOVE YOU7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never really knew you
You were just another friend
But when I got to know you,
I let my heart unbend.
I couldn't help past memories
that would only make me cry
I had to forget my first love
and give love another try
So I've fallen in love with you
and I'll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know
And if you ever wonder why
I don't know what I'll say
But I'll never stop loving you
each and every day
My feelings for you will never change
Just know my feelings are true
Just remember one thing
I Love You!
MARY SUE COOKBOOK MARY SUE COOKBOOKMARY SUE COOKBOOK7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Small word of introduction: This little essay is based on my own experiences with OCs, Mary Sues and widely known fictional characters. The opinions expressed here are mine alone and I understand not everyone might agree with them. But that doesnt mean Im going to change my opinion just because someone thinks different. Im not anyones trained circus monkey.
If you are reading this, you probably know what a Mary Sue is. Just check Wikipedia or Encyclopedia Dramatica for various definitions. I personally think the most simple and accurate definition can be A Mary Sue is an overrated fictional character, that only her/his creator loves. Sues can be found in three basic places: fanfiction, original fiction and roleplays. Mary Sues are mostly created by 12-15 year old girls with a strong sense of insecurity. And here begins my story
Tad's 1st MatchTad's 1st Match4 years ago in Letters More Like This
Dear Vince McMahon & John Laurinaitis
Hello Vince McMahon, We Haven't Been Properly Introduced, My Name is Thaddeaus James Fox, But My Friends and Family Called Me Tad Fox, I Want to Have a Contract for WWE as a WWE Superstar, I Want to Have a Match, and Vince McMahon, Meet Me at 20445 Est Fairfield Rd, Bluford, IL, 62814, Jefferson County, That's Where I Am, So You Can Take Me to WWE to Let Me Have a Match, I'll Darn Guarantee That I'll Become the WWE CHAMPION!!!!!
(Ring) Name: Tad (The Warrior) Fox
Championship: WWE Championship
Opponent(s): Alberto Del Rio, Alex Riley, CM Punk, Goldberg, and Dolph Ziggler
PPV: No Way Out (2012)
Presented By: Diet Coke, & Pizza Hut.
Venue: IZOD Center
Location: East Rutherford, New Jersey
Entrance music: Black Eyed Peas - Boom Boom Pow
Special guest referee: Stone Cold Steve Austin.
Special Ring Announcer: Mick Foley.
Special guest Commentator(s): Jim Ross, Tazz, and R-Truth.
Match Type: Six-man Alcatraz Prison Match
P.S I'm 16 Year
KotT Guitar chordsKotT Guitar chords4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[Bm, A, G, Bm] 2x
Bm, A, G, Bm
Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for a while
Bm, A, G, D
Tell me of a story never ever told in the past
Take me back to the land
Where my yearnings were born
G, D, A, G
The key to open the door is in your hand
G, A, Bm
Now fly me there
(Bm), C#m, D, C#m,
[G, A] 5x,
Bm, C#m, D, C#m,
[G, A] 5x,
Bm, A, G, Bm
Fanatics find their heaven in never ending storming winds
Bm, A, G, D
Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth
Consolations, be there
In my dreamland to
Bitten Chapter 1Chapter 1Bitten Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That's the first memory I have of this new life. Pain. Agony. Tears.
It's been a couple weeks of this life, this new way of darkness, and I have grown no fonder of it than when I had first started it. I am no longer able to frolic and play with my animal friends, as they cower from me now; fear plain as day in eyes and body movements. My grudge holds strong against Xander, the man who has condemned me to this life of permanent darkness.
At the moment I'm, much to his distaste, giving him the silent treatment, and I'm quite aware of his growing frustration with my silence. He has told me repeatedly he would prefer verbal hate, but I refuse to acknowledge his words, and have even turned my shoulder to him. His frustration became evident as it turned to anger with a rough sigh. He stepped in front of me, bent on one knee, his hand out-stretched, taking mine.
"Miss Snow, I beg of you, please reward me with your forgiveness! If not I shall leave you alone in t
Basic Facts About Mary-SueYou are in love with Riku. You are warm for his form. Unfortunately, you cannot have him. He doesn't exist, after all. So you do the next best thing. You create a fan fic centering around your own original character (OC) and Riku.Basic Facts About Mary-Sue8 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Riku falls in love with this character immediately. His dark personality turns on your OC like a light bulb. The two share passionate moments as he gushes his feelings for her on Twilight Hill (three hours after meeting her, of course), telling her how much he loves her layered purple hair, silver eyes, milky white skin, and thin, curvy body. He tells her how the name Ruby Mina Rose-Topaz fits her so well. The normally chaste Riku agrees to a one-nighter without hesitation.
As they lie in the spacious bed in her mansion, she begins to sob. Her eyes turn emerald as tears pour down her cheek. Immediately, Riku strokes her moonlit silver hair and coaxes her into telling him what is wrong. Tearfully, she sobs about how her parents were murdered. She was brought u
Vlinders en PrikkeldraadZe zeggen, hoe haal je het in je hoofd,Vlinders en Prikkeldraad6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
maar het vloog zomaar m'n maag in
Ze zullen niet begrijpen, want wie gelooft
het cliché, het moment van vertraging
ze zeggen, zo hoort het niet, dit is fout,
en dat kan écht niet, hoor.
Ze smoezen, dat laat me ook niet koud,
maar gaan de vlinders niet voor?
Ze zegt, ze praat en kletst maar door,
Ze zakt soms door de grond.
Maar zij gaat er niet aan onderdoor,
want zij kijkt niet meer rond.
Ze ziet wel goud, maar ziet te laat
het ijzeren prikkeldraad.
I had a dreamI had a dream,I had a dream4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was an artist.
People liked my drawings.
They wanted me to draw them.
It made me so happy.
It made smile.
I had a dream,
My fingers loved pencils.
My eyes were in love with the sky.
My oils could talk about the sun.
It made me live.
It made me believe.
I had a dream,
I drew my grandpa.
I drew my wife.
I drew my sons.
It made me sing.
It gave me life.
I had a dream,
I'd stroke your cheeks.
I'd kiss your hands.
I'd call you mom.
I'd feel safe in your arms.
I just was seven weeks old
When you decided
quiting to me.
When you decided for me
if I should live.
When you accepted they touch me.
When they took me off from you,from your warmth.
When they cut my lil fingers
I knew I wouldn't draw anymore.
When they cut my lil legs
I knew I wouldn't be able to walk holding your hand.
When they cut my head
I knew I'd not see the sky I saw in my dreams.
It was not my fault
that guy abused you.
I hate him, I hate him.
But I wanted to be in ur arms.
Why did you do it?
I loved you so mu
That's it?When Sherlock Holmes woke up, he was on the sofa, in his dressing gown. He rubbed his eyes and deduced that he must have fallen asleep in it the night before.That's it?4 years ago in Horror More Like This
The night before
He narrowed his eyes. He had absolutely no recollection of the previous night.
He sat upright on the sofa and ran his hand through his hair.
He looked up and saw John sitting on the windowsill, staring at the passing traffic, with his mobile sat next to him. Sherlock pressed his fingers against his eyelids.
"Can you pass me the coffee?", he said, gesturing lazily to the steaming mug on the table opposite John.
John continued to sit there, and sighed to himself, but ignored his flat mate.
"John." Sherlock tried again. The doctor was never usually this annoyed with him so early on in the morning. "The coffee, please?" Still no response.
A few seconds passed, and then John picked up the coffee, and drank it himself. Sherlock snorted quietly.
"Charming," he said "You're getting better and better at ignoring me
The Wrong Pill"I bet you get bored, don't ya?"The Wrong Pill4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Generally, Sherlock would have had great pleasure in correcting this poor choice of words, but, although he hated to admit it, the scruffy cabbie had his complete and undivided attention.
Well, the cabbie and the unknown pill he was admiring between finger and thumb.
"I know you do; man like you. So clever."
Flattery. He was flattering him, even now, when he was barely listening.
"But what's the point of being clever if you can't prove it."
It wasn't a question. It was a statement. Truth, pure and unspoilt.
He held the pill up to the light and examined it further. It had an overpowering beauty that he couldn't quite understand.
"Still the addict."
That struck a nerve. Sherlock winced, and cursed, mentally, for showing any kind of weakness. Especially here on the firing line. But he was still talking. The cabbie was still pointlessly muttering.
"But this is what you're really addicted to."
He felt the muscles in his arm pull as he drew the
Dramione- The RoseIt was a normal day for Hermione Granger. Waking up early, breakfast, morning classes, lunch, afternoon classes, dinner, homework. It was nearing curfew when Hermione's life finally took a turn, but for the worse it definitely wasn't.Dramione- The Rose4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Hermione had just gone up to her room that she shared with the other Gryffinor girls when she found a mysterious note on her pillow. It read:
My dearest Hermione, for dearest you shall always be,
Meet me in the room of requirement at mid-night if you wish to know who this is. Here is a clue: I ardently admire and love you, although some may say you are far below my rank in life. I have loved you for years, even before I knew what love even was or meant. My dear Hermione, if you can, please return these affections. I know one such as yourself could probably never love someone like me, seeing how badly I have treated you.
On top of the note, there had been a rose, but not just any rose.
Texting: Part ThreeSH: Getting milkTexting: Part Three4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
JW: You? Get milk? Are you feeling well?
SH: Yes I was just passing the store and I thought we needed milk. I bought four gallons.
JW: Thank you... please leave on whole entire gallon free from experimentation. And I don't mean between the four jugs- I want one whole jug to myself!
SH: But I've gotten them for a purpose. What do you mean leave a whole gallon? I need them.
JW: I should have known. You only told me because you didn't want me to use them, didn't you?
SH: Yes. They are in the fridge. I will be back later. For now, Lestrade has me at a new case. Solved easily, leave my milk alone.
JW: Next to the severed head, I presume. You don't need my help on the case, do you? I won't make any promises about the milk
SH: Not this one. I've just seen the scene and it is hatefully dull. The murderer was the son. How predictable. And I've gotten rid of the head. Your over reactions got annoying after the third time. Besides, I kept the eyes... Don't microwave anything.
Short Story: TwirlShort Story: Twirl4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm using this story in my entry for a writing competition--assuming that they will be checking entries for plagiarism, I'm temporarily removing the story from the internet. Yes, I know that--if my blog/deviantart account/whatever pops up in a plagiarism check--I can just verify my identity, but I'd rather not do that. I like to keep what I do online separate from what I do offline. I will most likely put the story back up after the competition. Thank you for understanding
Pt: 5-Eleven, Metacrisis, Rose, Amy, RoryOI LISTEN! I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE YOU READ THIS FOR THE BEST EFFECT. PLEASE THIS WILL MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. IT WILL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE.Pt: 5-Eleven, Metacrisis, Rose, Amy, Rory3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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"Doctor!" The sassy redhead yelled as she gripped onto the railing with all her might. This wasn't happening. It was too fast, she couldn't even remember properly. She recalled the Doctor flicked the hologram off and hurrying off to the board like he always does when they were ready to disembark. There was something different now, oh yes. Amy remembered. They were currently being thrashed up and about by the Tardis. That's it. The Tardis vessel shook violently resulting in stray objects crashing to the ground. Rory clung to Amy's legs after he had fallen down and couldn't get back up. Amy grunted and tried to hold on to something since she was being pulled. Rory looked up at her and mumbled a sorry. She ignored his apology and tried her hardest not to lose grip. Rory was very frightened and he didn't know w
The Doctor's WifeThe Doctor's Wife4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Doctor woke with a start, sitting up quickly in bed. He had felt something that couldn't possibly be. He had felt two Time Lords bonded together. But that was impossible. Wasn't it? All the other Time Lords were dead. Or sealed into a Time Lock. In another universe no less. How could he have felt that connection through the Void?
He quickly glanced over to make sure his wife was still sleeping soundly in their bed. She was still there his pink and yellow girl breathing gently. He reached over to brush a lock of hair across her face, unable to stop from touching her. Rose gave a soft smile and said, without opening her eyes, "I know you have trouble sleeping a full eight hours, but I really do need my beauty sleep Doctor."
He smiled, even though he knew she couldn't see him. He leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. "You don't ne
Lost Companions Chapter 4The TARDIS, sure enough, had finished cleaning itself and looked good as new. Everything had been put back in its place and the mysterious squelching noise could no longer be heard.Lost Companions Chapter 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ah, good girl," the Doctor said proudly, patting the soft blue wood over the threshold. "Beautiful machine."
Donna and Martha exchanged a glance, both of them grinning.
The Doctor grandly ushered everyone in and entered last, giving the outside world a dark glance before shutting the door. "Right then," he turned to face the group, clapping his hands together and smiling broadly. "The Shadow Proclamation."
He leapt down the stairs and across the room, flying to the other side of the console and gripping a lever at random to steady himself. He flicked three different dials to the right, pressed a red button, and typed frantically into an alien keyboard before throwing forward a huge, TARDIS blue switch in front of him.
The familiar grind of the TARDIS' breaks started up and he looked over the middle of the
Always RightVictoire stood patiently in line, all the while bouncing up and down in hopes to rid herself of some of the anticipation. She tugged at her black robes and finally they reached the W's on the list. "Victoire Weasley", she was called forward. Forcing the breath from her lungs, she exhaled and she walked up the steps to the single wooden stool.Always Right4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Taking her seat upon the cool wood, she felt the worn canvas fabric come down on her platinum blonde hair. "Very interesting", crooned the sorting hat. "A Weasley, but one eighth Veela, and the eldest daughter of a werewolf? Oh wait what's that French? Hmm . I know just the place for you-"
Victoire silently prayed, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, repeating the desired house over and over in her mind.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat proudly proclaimed.
"Blasted old rag", she mumbled walking to her new house.
After being graciously welcomed into the Hufflepuff house, Victoire quickly found a strong love and bond to her house but she still remembere
Surprise for Lexxa24Surprise for Lexxa244 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All I want for christmas is you. <3
I've been at the Burrow for about four days: today was December 24th, which meant it was also my birthday and Christmas at the same time. Sure, Christmas was the 25th, but we celebrate it at midnight on the 24th. Anyhow, we celebrated my birthday yesterday because today we knew we would be really occupied. It was really great, though, but I had a feeling the Christmas party would be even greater.
I was really happy to be here, I got to admit. I wasn't sure about going in the first place; I knew that Harry and Hermione were also coming to the Burrow for Christmas, so I didn't want to burst in just like that. This year, Fred and George asked Rose and me to come to celebrate Christmas with all their family at the Burrow and I was really excited to go even though I wasn't sure if it was okay with Molly, but George insisted. And of course, I couldn't resist going. Anyhow, I don't regret being here at all. The Weasley family is so nice and re