WinterWhy did holidays have to be so festive? How could the world be happy after such tragedies had happened? Even the sky, that had once been crying with her, seemed cheery now. Slowly, the fat little raindrops had turned into fat little snowflakes. The girl had been staring out the window for hours now, but she had never really noticed the change until long after it had happened. Traitors, she thought, even the sky had betrayed her.Winter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A tear rolled down her cheek, and then another, and another. But she didn't even bother wiping them off anymore. She could remember last winter almost too clearly, blasting holiday music, playing in the snow, sitting by the fireplace drinking hot chocolate How could things possibly change so quickly? Now look where she was Staring out the window, crying, and alone. All alone.
That was the most depressing part. Being alone. Where were they now? Maybe they were thinking about her too. Maybe. Hopefully. She drew a small broken heart on the
Pain Pain...Go away...Pain Pain...Go away...2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Pain, pain, go away... Broken hearts and aching souls.. My oh my! Life sucks.
The flow of timeThe flow of time2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Time passes slow when we do things we don't like doing,
Time passes quick when we do things we like doing,
But whenever I'm with you, time stops moving.
And please, never send me away,
'Cause on that very day,
Time will flow once more,
And I won't be with you forever,
Evil Things Ch1 Part 3EVIL THINGSEvil Things Ch1 Part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1 Part 3
Meanwhile Alex and Katie were in their hideout hiding from The Jonas Brothers and Miley. Cyndee and Jillian were there, too. But what Katie and Alex didn't know was that Cyndee and Jillian were really working for The Jonas Brothers.
Katie suddenly spoke up, "Alex, The Jonas Brothers' song S.O.S goes nation wide in fifteen minutes! We have to stop them!"
"How?" Alex asked.
"I don't know! Jillian, Joe is your crazy husband, what should we do?" Katie asked her sister frantically.
Before Jillian can answer, the lights go out. Once they come back on, Jillian and Cyndee are mysteriously gone
"Jillian and Cyndee are gone " Katie said matter-of-factly, no even phased.
"Oh no!" Alex shouted.
"What?" Katie was completely clueless.
"I think they stole our sisters!"
"You're very mean."
"So? They were no help to us anyway!"
Alex gave her a look and spoke with sarcasm. "Oh, well, except for the fact they knew everything about them considering Jill
Mushrooms - The Final PieceRyan had seen death enter through a person's eye. He had captured it many times in his paintings. There was George who was punched repeatedly until he died. There was a girl named Yasmine or could have been Jasmine. She died only after three days. Uncle John grew tired of her screaming and didn't want to waste capturing it on canvas, so he taped her up and cut her open from the bottom of her stomach up to the center of her breast while he raped her.Mushrooms - The Final Piece2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The closet held the shattered kids faces immortalized on a stretched linen that was first coated on gesso.
Ryan ran as fast as his trembling feet could take him. He held the ring of keys in his hand and opened the cage. The girl pushed him aside and she ran for her life. Ryan tried to yell at the girl but the words weren't his. They belonged to a child who couldn't talk. He tried to spit the words out of his dry mouth but it sounded like someone who had swallowed his tongue. He slowly found himself crawling up the s
Dayz 16Day 16Dayz 163 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A tape recorder rested on a steel table in a sterilized laboratory as a woman's voice floats into the laboratory, "We have found that the serum works. It's quite amazing. The test subject seems to be responding to the test quite well. The subject finished the maze in approximately twenty seconds. Which is two minutes faster than it's original run. We added more variables to the maze and found that the subject is also very adaptable; finishing the new maze in thirty seconds. After our fifth maze the subject would finish a maze in approximately fifteen seconds. The subject also seems to grow smarter and more adaptable."
The Director listens to the tape while he paces around the table with his arms behind his back.
"The serum works," the joy in the woman's voice fades, "...but there is a huge drawback. The mouse, I mean... subject, died after 12 hours."
The door in the lab opens as a woman with long black hair enters the room. Her confidence can be seen on her face and in her postu
Mushrooms - Piece 8"Amazing."Mushrooms - Piece 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I've never seen a little girl more frightened," the man who wore a Louie Vuiton fedora said.
The art gallery was not a typical one. The walls were dark and dirty. It was part of the atmosphere at The Dirty Alley Art Gallery.
"It's almost as if these scenes actually happened. You don't torture your models do you?" the man laughed as he admired the girls form. "Amazing. How much?" he asked staring at a drawing of Lorena.
Uncle John stood in the alleyway between the art gallery and a small sandwich shop talking to the owner of the gallery. Two men helped protect the pieces that weren't sold - which weren't many - and placed them into the moving van to be taken back to Uncle John's home.
The owner was a skinny man who always dressed in black like a full-time mime without the makeup. He even held a thin mustache between his upper lip and his nose and balanced it like a pencil. "Another great exhibit. I don't know why you are holding back on p
Mushrooms - Piece 4It never took long for the new captive to hate and distrust Ryan. Samantha stayed rolled up on her cot for two days with nothing to say. She even refused to eat any food that was brought for her.Mushrooms - Piece 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You need to eat," was the first thing Ryan said to Samantha.
"Why?" she sobbed.
"There are worse things that . . ." Ryan was interrupted.
"Worse things than him!" she screamed.
"No, I meant . . . there are worse things he could do to you," he said which made Samantha recoil back to her bed. Her exterior was already broken and she was now more afraid.
Ryan continued his work on his mural. He was about done. All that was left was a little dirt mound in the corner. "You're actually pretty good," Samantha said.
Ryan simply replied, "Thanks."
"You know, if you help me, I think we can get out of here," she said.
Ryan smiled. They all pretty much followed the same routine but they all had different paces. What Ryan realized that they went trough four different stages. There was the scared phase, the
Mushrooms - Piece 3Mushrooms are feed shit and kept in the dark. Ryan was one of these mushrooms. He returned after a couple of hours with Uncle John. He walked to the back of the basement and Uncle John took a deep look at his artwork. He was very pleased. He left with a couple of paintings in tow.Mushrooms - Piece 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He later returned with a gift - a flashlight. Ryan was more than happy to receive any kind of gift, but a flashlight would really help him with his artwork. "This better improve your work," Uncle John said as he walked out of the basement. Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!
Ryan smiled as he walked to the back of the basement. "What are you? Like his pet?" Samantha asked with hatred spewing from every word.
He finally had seen her face. She was beautiful, but so were the others. "Idiot, I'm talking to you," she said.
He had a strange urge to draw her face, it grabbed him around his skull. He stared at her as he thought about how he could translate her features t
Diary of a Madman bk 2 Apr 16Diary of a Madman bk 2 Apr 162 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A video found on Angela's laptop:
"There was once a man who grew to become two," Todd said as he was strapped to a chair. The camera picked up the audio, but there was no picture. "Death and rot, plagued their little head, forming a insatiable hunger," he continued. "Green, his world, was green and yet their life was full of darkness. God himself, refused the two any sanctuary. 'You have killed my daughter, who was the lamb of your innocence. Darkness shall be your punishment, but you will share this judgment. Like the two brothers who share one life, you will share your life outside while the other remained here.'"
A light had appeared illuminating the area around the Madman. He sat, tied to a chair with a thick rope. Angela entered through the door above the steps. Originally, the door hid within the shadow. The light tore through, beginning with a bright rectangle.
"You're a awake," her voice got louder as she approached. Her shoes clapped on the floor.
The camera lifted off the gro
Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 7Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
April 7th, 2011
Life as a vagrant - it was one of the most intriguing things I have done. Twenty years, I talked with murderers and dined with the insane. I wrote this story this morning after watching the new neighbor move in. From what I can tell it's two sisters that are going to college. Their father and brother helped them move in. The younger sister has green eyes. Thinking of Angela is helping me not think of those horrid green eyes.
Behind the mask
It wasn't even Halloween, yet three men stood around an oil drum warming their hands over the fire, wearing mask. I wasn't scared or even frighten. I knew one of those men was my friend Joe. He was one of the few friends that I made during my time as a vagrant. "What's with the mask?" I asked Joe. "I could ask you the same," he said as they all giggled.
Joe looked at me in his strange Bill Clinton mask. Another huskier fellow whose belly peeked out of shirt wore a plastic clown mask. The other man, who kept lifting his di
Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 5Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jesse Rickman's Blog
In about a week I'll finally be married.
From Charles Costello's "A Vagrant's Story"
I once stumbled upon a man who dug three graves in abandon lot. He not only dug three holes in the ground, but he also placed three headstones. I approach the old man and he sputtered out nonsense. "Spunkt, moses, krinkth, ass." At least that's what it sounded like.
I followed the old man around the broken city. The first thing he did was break into an abandoned car, then he wandered around and peed on some front door - it eventually lead to nothing. I had just wasted my time.
I wandered back to the gravesite and that's where I saw all three holes filled. I slowly approached the headstones and, in white chalk, read them from left to right. M, $, and Death.
I hid when I heard the old vagrant return. He dragged an old rusty shovel behind him, sputtering more random craziness. He dug up the first grave and when he reached the bottom, he pulled out a small bag. He opened i
Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 4Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
April 4th, 2011
I spent the whole day with Angela. She showed up at my house early in the morning. "Surprise," she yelled as I stood there in my pajamas. She stormed inside with a bag of bagels. I don't like bagels. She loves to talk, but I surprisingly like to listen. Hopefully, I dealt with that urge again,
I just had to do something before he started showing up.I just lose control and I don't want to hurt Angela.
Angela00's Video Blog
"What's up, everybody. I just discovered the craziest thing. A serial killer with a twitter account," she screamed into the camera.
"I got money saying it's our buddy Todd Casil. Who else would you use the pseudonym . . ." paused as she grabbed a mask hidden off screen.
She placed it on her face, "MrGreenEyes88."
"Here's the tweet of the day from MrGreenEyes88," she cleared her throat before continuing . . .
April 4th, 2011
Dayz 15Dayz 153 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Where do you see yourself in ten years?" the Senior Vice President, Craig Collins, asked from behind his five thousand dollar oak desk as he leaned back in his leather chair.
Steve Knox sat across from Craig Collins in a new suit he bought with his father's money. "This was his last and final chance," his father thought as he wrote him a check, enough for a nice suit. Steve Knox did buy a suit, but he got it at a second hand store and pocketed the rest of the money.
"Look Steve. I'm trying to do your father a favor and ... I don't see how this is going to work, if you can't answer any of my questions," Craig Collins said as he rocked back in his chair.
Steve Knox wasn't a smart man, but no one really cared. His father wasn't bright either but he became a proficient salesman and then became a successful entrepreneur by the time he was thirty. Steve, on the other hand, was a high school drop out who turned towards music as a form of income; but that dream fell short after he was
Diary of a Madman Bk II May 30Diary of a Madman Bk II May 303 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
May 30th 2011
Life in an apartment building - is just plain horrible. Life in a house - the best. This whole neighborhood is slowly emerging from nothing, which will make it harder to get rid of the bodies. When I first moved here I was the only one on the block.
A body is buried under the Rosales's house. Another is under the Jackson's home. Across from me is one of my favorites, she wanted me to kill her. Strange, but I could see how ruined she was in the inside. She was almost like me.
Next door is a new lot and they pour the cement today. That will cover my new kill from yesterday. You know, I watch television all the time and I don't know how these serial killers get caught. If they only paid attention to the other's mistakes, they could have gotten away with it. Like I do.
The house across the street is for sale. I hate new neighbors.
Posted on the website: http://www.TheGreenEyedKiller.com
Everyone knows the story of the Serial Killer Todd Casil. He w
Last Dog Zombie Hunter previewBruce: The Last Dog Zombie HunterLast Dog Zombie Hunter preview3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By L. Vera
Time had passed since the world was taken over by a deadly virus that turned many living things into deadly zombies. Much like humans, animals were also infected; but not the little dachshund named Bruce. Currently, Bruce is on his own, since the shelter that took him in was attacked, and now we find him chasing a dog infected by the virus.
"Come back here," Bruce said as he runs through brush and leaps over tree roots. The collar he wears dances and jingles as he bounds through the forest.
Bruce loves to speak. It was another advancement that humans thought was safe.
Bruce turns left at a tree and finds his prey cornered at a small wall of dirt.
"Well, well... looks like I got you now," Bruce said.
The infected dog growls and shows its teeth. It crouches low and spit fell to the floor in bands.
"I'll make this quick, Bad Dog," he speaks proudly.
The humans attached a deadly glove with sharp metal claws on every foot of the little wiener dog
The Monolith: Chapter OneThe Monolith: Chapter One9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The floor was firm and cold, the feeling had reminded them of a hospital examination table. Thoughts of pain, needles and death filled their minds. Then the smell swirled into their nostrils - urine and blood; it was if someone had emptied their diseased bladder here.
Jack was the first to awaken, lifting himself with both hands, turning and then, as he got on his knees, he stood among the bodies. He counted. "One, Two, Three . . ." his voice trailed off and when he turned around there was lovely tanned girl staring at him.
It had scared him; perhaps anything at the moment would have jolted him. "Hmph," he sucked in lots of air and his arms reached for his heart, clutching. She smiled back.
"Name's Mendy," her arm was stretched out in front of her. "What's yours?"
He was amazed that the first question he had heard was about who he was and not about where they were. "Jack, Jack Barrera," he then quickly shifted the question to something more important - Prioritize Jack he thought
Mushrooms - Piece 11Life in a basement is horrible. With the lack of light and the already apparent dark, evil - shit, its just plain shit - energy, it left your body frail and pale. Uncle John did feed his captives, but they were lucky to get two meals a day. Usually a single meal consisted of cheap burgers and a handful of fries he had picked up picked up for himself but didn't finish. Ryan had already grown weak and his body began to hurt in places he never imagined would hurt. It was if his organs wanted to give it, wanted him to die. He bleed from two different wounds, both from the day before but he was alive.Mushrooms - Piece 112 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sam smiled while painting crooked shapes, with all the best supplies Ryan had earned. He watched but he just wanted sleep to grip him at his neck so he could escape this reality.
Uncle John had returned for the day with their daily meal - fried chicken on the most flimsiest of paper plates. The grease had almost torn a hole in Ryan's
Mushrooms - Piece 10Ryan sat alone in the dark wondering where Sam was and why she hadn't returned.Mushrooms - Piece 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His imagination ran wild. Was she dead? Impossible. Was she released? Maybe. Dead? No, that couldn't happen yet.
The door opened and Sam returned. Uncle John placed her in her cage and after a long quite activity of climbing a ladder and changing the light, he let her out. Ryan was devasted.
Uncle John left the basement and Ryan watched as the girl grabbed a gallon of white paint and started to cover the mural.
"Stop! What are you doing?"
She turned around and smiled. "I'm getting out of here."
"No you're not."
Sam just smiled and began to fill the basement with the smell of paint. Ryan just watched and then we he couldn't take anymore he screamed. That's all it took for Uncle John to come down. Click. Sch-click. Clickty-click-click. Click and click the locks went.
Sam heard Ryan say, "No," before he left but it was already too late. Sam had figured a way to live longer.
Ryan stood in Uncle John
Mushrooms - Piece 6"Wow, that is beautiful," Uncle John said.Mushrooms - Piece 62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Like he knows what beautiful is? Ryan thought to himself.
Uncle John stood with his arms crossed. "You know, Ryan. I can't let you go," Uncle John said.
Ryan admired his work, almost in love with it and said, "I know."
Uncle John patted him on the back and Ryan liked it. He felt accomplished, earning Uncle John's approval was difficult.
Samantha waited for Uncle John to leave before she began to talk to Ryan. She was clean. Uncle John had bathed her after he was done with her in his bedroom hours before. "Psst," she said as she began to strip off her clothes. "Paint me," she said.
He couldn't say no, her naked body stood draped in the poor dark lighting. She was beautiful and beauty of this magnitude, must be captured he thought to himself. He caught himself saying the word captured to himself and began to wonder what the difference was between painting her body and what Uncle John was
Mushrooms - Piece 2Ryan had seen five teenagers around his age die. He was once in the same predicament, but now he has found himself alive and living - at least for now.Mushrooms - Piece 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lorena?" he whispered. "Are you okay?" he asked. He always asked, even though most of the time they didn't respond. Many preferred to sit in silence, hating the world, hating him. He could hear her crying. "Lorena, everything will be okay," he lied.
There were two large cages in the room, if they were aquariums, you'd be able to fit one large shark in each. Ryan used to sleep in one and Lorena slept in the other. Ryan had earned the right to stay outside. For all he knew, he was the only one. His bed made of blankets and pillows stayed in the corner opposite of his painting supplies and, in this dark damp basement, he was happy.
He spent most of his time painting. Today he added green to the grass in his mural. Lorena eventually, still traumatized, started watching Ryan work. His hand flowed and twitched with a certain artistic precisi
Diary of a Madman bk 2 Apr 15Diary of a Madman bk 2 Apr 152 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
April 15th, 2011
Today's the day.
April 15, 2011
MrGreenEyes88: Is it suicide when a schizophrenic kills off one of his personalities? 1 hour ago - Reply - View Tweet -
I'm out of control. Even after I killed Reiner's wife I feel like I've lost everything, especially my mind. I caught myself sending another message. Looks like Todd's been sending messages of my latest kills. I don't know for how long
Charles isn't as smart as he thinks, Diary. Vanessa is not what's keeping me here. I've always been here, just waiting for him to screw up.
Angela's Video Blog
Angela stares into the camera and says, "Alright, this is it."
The video wobbles as she walks with it and the view is in a crude first person view. The camera approaches an old hotel door as Angela's hand appeared and she graspped the old fashion door knob. She turned it and entered.
Dear Diary, (continued)
There's a plan. I didn't
Diary of a Madman Bk 2 Apr 11Diary of a Madman Bk 2 Apr 112 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
April 11th 2011
I'm sick with love. Angela came over and we spent all day having sex. She's currently in the other room now. I can feel the hunger emerging from within me but I don't care. I want to be with her.
Angela00's Video Blog
April 12th 2011
It's me Todd Casil. Did you miss me? The last three days Charles (what a stupid name) has been busy fornicating with that crazy girl. He tried to fight the hunger like I once did. I think he needs to learn to live with me.
I miss Vanessa and I need to see her immediately. She is getting married tomorrow and I think I'm going to stop it.
Angela00's Video Blog
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Angela's video blogged opened up with her screaming.
"That rat bastard. Get this people. We make love for three days straight. I mean come on. Then he has the nerve to kick me out," she said as anger escaped with every word.
"He told me he lied. That he never loved me," she said.
"Jokes on him. I'm going to post his face all over the in
Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 8Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
April 8th, 2011
I've been feeling a bit strange. Is it because I'm in love? Well, so be it.
I am in love with Vanessa Geller.
I'll write more tomorrow. Angela is spending the night.
MsGreenEyes: Love. I murdered it. I pulled its sternum apart and scrapped my blade across it's ribs.
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April, 10th 2011
It's early and I found time to write. There's something about crude pencil and paper that helps bring out the predator in me. The hunger is back. I don't fully understand what happens to me if I don't kill any green eyed monsters, I'm afraid I'll lose control. It's almost like what happened twenty years ago.
I think I've figured out a lot. I've watched as Charles kept me at bay. I'm waiting for my time to make my move, Diary. I miss you too.
I told Angela I love her. She looked in my eyes and kissed me. She never said it back but we did make love last night. She's very passionate.