Wendel Wendigo: Journal 1Wendel Wendigo: Journal 14 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The school year is off to a good enough start. Back on the casketball team again. I am still being overshadowed by that
DoucheDeuce Gorgon guy. Issac DeVile tells me he's really a 'nice' guy, but I don't agree. Anybody standing in my way to the top is on my 'take down' list. Technically, this means Clawd is too. Issac says my attitude is a sure way not to make captain next year.
More love letters. Every few days I get letters in my locker from some ghouls. I don't get why. It's not like I ever talk to them. I can't stand most ghouls. Too complicated. If they can 'like' me without knowing me, I can dislike them without knowing them. I am fine without a ghoulfriend, thanks! Never had one, never will.
I got sent to the Headless Mistress today. I didn't eat enough at lunch so I was really pissed off and this stupid substitute creature tried to tell me I couldn't eat in class. He took away my food. He took. My food. Wendigo are greedy
Wednesday Wendigo: DiaryWednesday Wendigo: Diary4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I've been neglecting writing in this diary. But since its Sunday, I guess I have time to catch up. Me and the ghouls have pretty much gotten back into the swing of things. It's always really hard to say goodbye to summer vay-kay
Oh! We have new neighbors. Again. I've lost count of how many times neighbors just up and leave or vanish. But, these guys seem pretty okay. I think they are a manticore husband and wife. Sometimes I see Dad staring out the window at them I hope he's not thinking of doing what I think he is!
People keep telling me my brother is a cold, uncaring, jerk. That's just because all they are looking at is the surface. They don't really understand him. Wendel is just a big 'ol grizzly bear. Which is pretty cuddly when you take a look at Mom and Dad. Today, I couldn't find Shadow. I normally take him on an early morning walk before school, but he got out of the back yard. I was so worried I couldn't even think straight. We
Dani's DiaryDani's Diary4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Woke up to a beautiful day at sea then a boat crashed into us. Dad took care of those filthy landlubbers. And by take care of I mean chopping 'em up and throwing 'em overboard! That was fun to watch.
Ugh! Men are such pigs! I was cooped up all day on the ship doing chores and those bilge-sucking "pirates" took a fancy in whistling and hollering at me. They've done it before and they do it all the time but it's high time I show 'em who's in charge around here. Okay, so I may not be completely in charge but Dad doesn't approve of them looking at me like that either. But I didn't tell Dad about today, he's got enough on his plate.
I heard Dad playing his organ all night last night. Something must be bothering him. I'll be sure to stay out of his way.
The seas were calm today so I took a swim with me favorite squid, Squishy. It was incredible! We dove deeper than we had before and we found some lost jewels! I'll be keeping those to meself; I don't w
Losing Self ControlLosing Self Control3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hedward Horseman scratched away with his black fountain pen. He completed his last sentence and beamed. He finished his Dead Languages homework and he was now done with all of his chores for the night. Hedward glanced at the miniature wooden clock that sat on his desk and smiled. 7:35. His father would be home any minute and he would finally get some quality time with him, something he rarely got.
Hedward gathered his stack of papers and tucked them safely away into his school bag which he carelessly tossed onto his bed. He merrily flew out of his bedroom and toward the kitchen. He could see the kitchen light illuminating from the kitchen door. A huge smile formed on his face. That only meant that his dad had returned home.
He could feel the wind rushing through his hair already. He could feel the pulsing beat of the horse's hooves that rushed through him with each contact the hoof made with the ground. He could smell the forest air, so still in the night, which invited him to keep rid
The Car SceneThe Car SceneThe Car Scene4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Swan Lake Recital Saga
It was actually a very beautiful night. The full moon was shinning bright on the night sky as the silver Mercedes Benz CLK 320 Convertible was crossing the city streets.
Not much was being said between the two people inside of the car, but he could clearly notice that she was feeling down again, with her gaze lost in the street lights that passed by as fast as fireflies.
-You're still thinking about it?- he asked gently looking at her. It took her a moment to respond, but first she sighed.
-It's not like I'll take it out of my head that easily -she answered looking down to her feet- I've been ignoring my own feelings for more than a week I just can't hold them in any longer -
He stared at her for a moment and then looked back to the front.
-I understand -he said and then he remained in silence for a while- I really don't like seeing you like this, Ms.Geist... I don't think you deserve it -
Monster High-- Three EyesMonster High-- Three Eyes4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Monster High: Three Eyes
By Glyph Bellchime
Monster High and related characters are owned by Mattel
Angelic Golden, Eres Cerebus, and Kitka Kitsune is by OshiiRyuu
Algea Dragonne, Allegro Dragonne, and their parents, Gil O'teen are by me.
Chapter 1: The night before.
Algea flopped on her bed, taking her favorite body hugging pillow and dropping it into her face. She was feeling rather confused, and more than just a little bit annoyed by the argument in the room next door.
Her brother, Allegro, was at it again. He was yelling at their parents over the move and his view of what was so unfair: the unfair fact that he had to leave his friends back in Japan, that it was unfair that at eleven he couldn't do anything cool like this fifteen year old sister, and that on the top of that list was the fact that she had just gotten renewed on her iCoffin, where he STILL couldn't even be trusted will a cell phone. Her parents however weren't giving in, and she even r
LenxNeru Shape Of A Heart Ch1LenxNeru Shape Of A Heart. Chapter 1LenxNeru Shape Of A Heart Ch15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
NO STORY'S OF LENXNERU!? Well here is the first one
The story is written out of Neru's point of view.
How They Met:
I walked up the stairs to Rin's room. When I came upstairs I saw Rin Kagamine I knew really good because she is my best friend for 5 years now! A few days after we met, she showed me her younger twin brother. I fall in love with him immediately!
I blushed all over my face when I told Rin that I was fallen in love with her younger brother. I thought she would hate the fact that I was in love with her brother rather she ran to her brother! First I didn't realize what she was going to do, but after a few seconds I stood up and ran after her screaming not to tell him that I loved him. And then I saw Rin standing against the wall laughing with a very blushing Len next to her. I was so ashamed! Rin yelled at us that she would
Ripper's DiaryRipper's Diary4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I'm starting a new chapter in my life, so Papa says I should keep a diary.
Hi! My name is Ripper and I am 15 years old. I'll be 16 very soon, though! Papa gave me an early birthday present since he won't be here for the actual day, and he gave me the best present in the whole universe! An otter! He says that otters hold hands when they are in running water so that they don't get separated from their family and friends, and that even though we are going to be apart for a little while, he would never let me float away. I named my new friend Otto and we will be super best friends. So super that I put a cape on him and he loves it. Mama got me a book..."Claws of Steel: a Young Monsters Guide to a lean, firm, undead body!" She says I will thank her for it some day... I wish she'd gotten me something I could thank her for now.
Mama and Papa are going away to Europe so I'm going to be staying with my Uncle and his Fiancé for a little while. I've never been away from hom
Love Isn't Always Fair For An Outlaw Chapter 5Love Isn't Always Fair For An Outlaw Chapter 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next morning, I heard Jake's voice as he yelled across the bus to CC. "I can't find
him anywhere!" I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and glanced up at my two remaining band
mates. CC was seated on the couch where last night, Andy and I had been singing and
playing guitar. Jake was pacing the bus, back and forth, back and forth. I watched him,
hypnotized, while asking, "Who are you looking for?" Jake turned and stared at me.
"Andy, he wasn't on the bus this morning. We're worried about him." I shook my head.
"Last I heard from him, he was staying in Jinxx's garage." I stepped out of the bus and
walked up to the front door of their house. I called out, "Hey Jinxx, can you come out
and help me for a second?" Within a minute, Jinxx was at the door, stretching slowly. I
could hear the popping coming from his back and I winced slightly.
The Train (Chapter Two) Part OneKatniss woke up with a start. She didn't know where she was and for that matter where Peeta was. "PEETA!!!" she screamed tears rolling down her check. It couldn't have been real. Any moment she would here his loud walk hurrying to the door. But none came. It had been so vivid. Maybe it was real. She let the idea sink in her head and then she curled up into a ball hugging her knees. It must have been a nightmare. Yet how could it have been, it was so real. To be truthful the nightmares had returned weeks before but she made a point not to let Peeta know. He would have made himself worry about her every second and he had really needed to work on the bakery. Just to make sure she was truly awake and not in one of her nightmares she yelled even louder, "PEETA!!!" No answer, slowly she got out of bed.The Train (Chapter Two) Part One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She waited for what seemed like five minutes. Still no answer. Katniss was hysterical, she couldn't live without him so she knew exactly what to do. Quickly she made her way
True Love : Chapter Three Cato's PoV:True Love : Chapter Three3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When we were nine about to turn ten the class at the training center had gotten bigger and I had gotten more popular. All the girl liked me and the guys either hated me or wanted to be my best friend. But everyone knew that the only person I really wanted to hang out with and talk to was Clove. So everyone was mean to her and it got one my nerves very badly.
One day I was walking around at lunch and I saw a girl yelling at Clove and Clove was smirking at her with a determined and dangerous look in her eyes green/blue eyes. At first all I could think is 'how does she keep her emotions under control like that?'. I hid from their view and eavesdropped.
I then saw the girl move closer to Clove and the girl scrunched her face up. The girl had blond wavy hair, tan skin, and was taller then Clove. I reco
Say What? (Chapter Three) Part ThreeKatniss woke up to fine Peeta's warm and steady breath rolling down her neck. She smiled as she snuggled into him further, wishing for this moment to never end. "Katniss," Peeta whispered.Say What? (Chapter Three) Part Three3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She looked up to see Peeta staring intently at her, "Morning Peeta," she mumbled.
"Can I ask you something?" Katniss hand flew up to the pearl necklace. He had already asked her to marry him. What more could he want? But, instinctively she nodded yes. He took a deep breath in and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Her brow furrowed. What did he mean by 'why didn't you tell me?' She simply responded with "Why didn't I tell you what?" She took her hand off of the necklace and laced it into his. Then it suddenly occurred to her what he was asking. He couldn't possibly know, no one did but she and Haymitch and both had been careful not to say anything until the moment was just right. Besides Haymitch wasn't that drunk and even if he was he wouldn't revile something that important, he knew better
Mockingjay Alternative EndingMy name is Katniss Everdeen. I was in The Hunger Games twice and survived twice. I am the star of the rebellion I am I am Peeta's alive.Mockingjay Alternative Ending4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And wants to kill me.
I sit up with a start from my slumber, my legs having been twisted up in the covers, and try to catch my breath. It isn't the first time I've woken up like this in the past few months. So much has happened that most of the time I don't even realize much of it has happened until I dream. My dreams have become a way for me to remember the highlights of things I've forgotten, kind of like the highlights they showed on screen of the Games and the War. I am Katniss Everdeen and I am the Mockingjay. I killed Coin
I close my eyes tightly, trying to stop the images that were showing in my mind. Coin had killed my little sister with Gale's own trap For that reason al
True Love : Chapter Four Clove's PoV:True Love : Chapter Four3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first day we were allowed to train with the weapons was really fun. Cato and I showed everyone how it's done. They had all of us line up and they tested us on each weapon. Cato and I were last in line.
Everyone but Cato amd I were excited. I didn't like the fact that were being trained to kill other kids. I thought that it was horrible and cruel to even want to kill someone. Cato felt the same way. So as protest we wanted to be last.
The day before training I heard the guys talking about how they could finally be better at Cato in something. And the girls wanted to embaress me. When I told Cato this he started laughing and we decided to let all hell break loose when we get our hands on the weapons.
Everyone was tested to see what 3 weapons they would be good at. Then before we knew it, it was
LabeledWe've all heard it from one time to another,Labeled3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most experienced it as well,
Constantly, we are labeled, whether it be
From our looks, or how we may first
Act around a newcomer.
Try to act humble and quiet,
You are labeled as weak.
If you can do just about anything decent,
Of quality or acceptance,
You're labeled as a showoff.
So often it happens,
For all I care, we can just be packed up,
Shipped away to yet more pointless duties.
So BlindWe look at life,So Blind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is a decision of choices...
Admit it, you,
And even I have said I've had the worst...
Said life is horrid and
Not deserving of my presence.
But then something changed it all.
There is hope,
There can be change,
We just need to be the ones to change it...
Do not ignore this...
Spread the word.
World peace will not happen overnight,
But the first step will.
MoutainsWith the last steps up the gravel sides,Moutains3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Perspiration drifting along your face as a fierce-some
Cyclone generates before you, wind hastily whipping your face
Like a smack of a shovel to the ears, and such as flames do
When they climb your leg, licking away at your skin.
Your hair flips back and uncurls from its matted style,
(Of course, as all styles reform to after this epic)
And flaps like a scarred flag of the past,
Hanging from a stained, steel mast, overlooking
What would be a children's courtyard of the Past.
You imagine a theme based tune, humming along in the background,
As if adding suspense to this already nerve wracking experience.
Soon, as if the Gods of Ancient Greek have heard your cries,
The world's sorrowful prays, a shadowed figure emerges from the mist,
And a ghastly hand, torn and sucked dry of color reaches down to
Grasp you around your abdomen.
You let the zombified hand squeeze you, and as if it's massive
Amount of power were being surged throughout your blood str
MLPD: PrologueMLPD: Prologue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Elements of Harmony had done it again; Equestria was again saved from the forces of darkness and disharmony. Once the creature known as Discord had been resealed within his statuesque prison, life had resettled itself into normalcy. Everypony thought everything would be alright now, that they were safe. They couldn't have been more wrong.
His eyes snapped open suddenly as his senses came back to him. He spun around, but all he could see was darkness. Not your typical darkness either, no, this was unnatural darkness. This was a darkness he knew well the darkness of chaos.
"Well, well, look who has failed yet again."
A snarl spread across his equine-like aw as his eyes were drawn to (for lack of a better term) a corner of the darkness; a form started to melt out of the darkness. Long, slender deer-like legs with feline-like paws, topped by a set of dark antlers atop an almost draconian like head stepped out. A hush of black feathers being drawn to sides came as w
Simple ThoughtsTried and weary, after a long day's work,Simple Thoughts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just any good citizen, you work for your family,
And support them with good and decent care.
Flopping down onto your sheets, you let your body
Relax and go limp, arms and legs over hanging the edges
Of your comforter and mattress.
Fatigue overwhelms you and sleep washes over like high tide
At sunset, on a sandy beach where couples love and children play.
You close your eyes and simple thoughts drift into your mind.
A childhood you barely remember having significance,
Or a lover lacking passion.
All such thoughts so dearly important to you flood your consciousness,
And you hop up, in utter realization.
And stroll away, and out the door,
Through the street crammed with cars,
And into the public park, the natures forest sucking you in,
But you go in willingly,
Seemingly floating over the tree tops with unimaginable power.
Somehow, it suddenly is drained away. You fall with extreme speed
And seem to only be accelerating.
Heart BreakHave you ever felt your heart break?Heart Break4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not in the actual sense of course,
I wouldn't be asking one such a question.
Since asking one of they had ever really felt their heart break,
Or be torn from their ribs,
And ripped to pieces,
Then I would be asking said question to one who was obviously dead.
And talking to dead people is a nasty, terribly unhealthy habit.
No, I am talking of the more, metaphorical, poetic term of the saying 'heart break'.
It is a saying I find that is one of the few that actually has real pain, real feeling tied into it.
Which, believe it or not I find quite fascinating.
I have asked many people this question, and I have read it being described in books
This sudden pang in the chest
That leaves you feeling
Now what would be the proper word for such a feeling?
Maybe a mixture of all of these emotions.
All swirling into the hole that was once your heart.
Oh my goodness I have gone a bit over bit there h
Do You Think of Me?Dar tu, te-ai gândit la mine?Do You Think of Me?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Do you think of me?", this means in Romanian,
For I believe English is not a language in which my love for you,
My endless stream of thoughts and everlasting compassion
Towards you are expressed,
For there are absolutely no words in the English language
To determine how much I utterly care, how insanely compelled
I am when I hear one mention your name, when you speak
In your soft voice that can only be compared to one of an angel's,
Yet even that comparison is not remotely close.
A girl such as yourself, someone so sweet and other adjectives
I would name if your imagine did not leave me speechless,
For I would dissect my heart, string it up and make it into a
Necklace for you, so my heart may always be close to yours.
Love, it is not a word I can use for you, my dear.
One such as obsession, and the sort, may be more appropriate.
A love letter this may be to you,
But know that these phrases are nothing to the way
You make my heart pump, the way you ke
The World As We Know ItSuicide...The World As We Know It3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
War, Hate, Death, Depression.
Fives words to describe the world,
Leaving out so many more.
I can write this about happiness,
How there is hope and joy,
That it is going to be all okay and good,
But when you look right to it, it isn't like that...
Let me sun it up for you:
We have the youngest of our people cutting,
Taking their owns lives and losing their innocence,
To put it sincerely.
We have children killing themselves,
Just because of a past love,
Or taunting at school...
They are torturing each other day after day...
We have stars today that shine dim
And rotate around money and power...
Where did all the compassion go?
The love, the happiness?
Do we even care that people take their lives every day,
Only to escape this living Hell?
I don't blame them...
And I am stuck here,
In the middle...
Trying to help,
Lost Love Found Ch.6CHAPTER 6Lost Love Found Ch.63 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The clock chimed 2 am at Jackson's dark and empty house. Jackson slept on the couch in his living room, the blue light from the television illuminating the room. All of a sudden, there was a gentle tapping on the window. Jackson stirred and looked around through his tired eyes when he heard it again. He straightened his crooked glasses still on his face and sat up to raise the blinds.
He peeked out and his eyes met with a pair of lightly glowing pink eyes. Jackson jumped in surprise, but knew who it was as Valentine waved from outside the window. Jackson slid the window open and allowed the vampire inside.
"Valentine? What are you doing here?" Jackson asked, still sleepy.
"Just needed to come see you." Valentine replied sounding a bit distressed. Jackson cocked his head and offered him a seat on the couch, which the vampire graciously accepted.
"What's wrong, Valentine?" Jackson asked.
"Jackson I need to uh " Valentine started. Inside he knew, he had to tell Jackson
Things That Wreck MeSeeing your face,Things That Wreck Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh how it used to fill
Me with joy, now sets
My heart ablaze,
Burnt black with obvious grief.
The guilt that compels my soul
Seems now to have taken full control
Over me, but what have I done wrong?
I cannot remember exactly who,
Why and when I had done such wrongs,
Yet I know they are what cause this suffering pain.
Nothing can sooth my mind,
Calm my tenseness, fortify my thoughts.
The grasp of reality is loose, barely hanging
On to the strings that drive me through
Everything, every breath, every waking second
That I drown in this thick tar of emotional torture.
It crashed down and ignited in my chest,
Charring the nerves and numbing all
Other senses I miss so dearly.
When everything goes wrong,
When the things that wreck you spread
Their demonic wings, there is no
Cave dark enough,
No abyss low enough to cower feebly
From the rain it pours.